A Spoonful of Sugar: Don’t Beg for Love

Chapter 60

Nightfall.

Hesper didn’t sleep well. She had a dream. In the dream, there was a small child crying and tugging on

her hand, questioning her. “Mommy, mommy, why don’t you want me anymore?”

“Baby…” Hesper frowned sadly in the dream. She knew that that was her baby, so she dolefully said, “I

do want you. I just…” She wanted to hug the child, but he kept stepping backward, so she couldn’t get

grasp him.

The little boy stood in the rain, crying his eyes out. “You don’t want me anymore. Everyone laughed at

me saying that I don’t have a mom, You don’t love me. Then why did you have me?”

“No, that’s not true.” Hesper shook her head frantically. How could she not love her baby?

She couldn’t bring him along in that situation.

“I’m sorry, baby. It’s my fault for not taking care of you…” Her tears rolled down from the corner of her

eyes as her heart ached.

Suddenly, a large hand grabbed the child. He was so started, he started shouting. “Ah! Help, help!”

“Baby!”

Hesper jolted and woke up from her nightmare. It took her a few seconds to realize that it was just a

dream, but it had felt so realistic that it made her uncomfortable.

She felt around for the light switch, then went over to the wine chiller and poured herself a glass of

wine. Gulping it down, she finally felt calmer.

Hesper looked out the window. When she remembered what

happened in the dream, her heart ached again as if it was being torn apart.

She knew it was because she missed her child so much, and since she was back, the nightmare crept

up on her.

But her baby, she really wanted to see him…

Hesper went to look for Mr. Duval Sr.’s phone number but stopped. Before she took care of her

business, she couldn’t lose her focus.

The next day was the day of the meeting between the Duval Group and Lane Holdings. The new office

layout and the building’s structures were redesigned. Duval Group was in charge of the project.

Since there was a last-minute change in the person in charge, the design hadn’t been approved for so

long. Rickard was concerned about that.

Before he left home, he picked up his coat from the side, his brows carrying an air of confidence.

“You’re confirmed that the person in charge of Lane Holdings will show up on time?”

“Yes, Mr. Duval.”

Benji wiped the sweat off his brows; they had been working on this for a long time. If it weren’t such a

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time ago.

Now, all he could do was pray that nothing unexpected happened.

“Let’s go.” With Rickard’s order, they both departed and reached the meeting venue five minutes ahead

of time.

To show how sincere he was, Rickard sat down and waited. The big conference room was so quiet that

you could hear a pin drop:

But as the seconds ticked past, the time for the meeting got closer and closer, and still no one showed

up at the door.

Rickard started to frown.

Bendji could feel his breath starting to quicken and he gulped.

“Um… Sir, would you like some water?”

“No.” Rickard’s eyes were unwavering, but it was obvious he was annoyed.

“How much longer?”