A Spoonful of Sugar: Don’t Beg for Love

Chapter 676

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The next day, Hestia still got up very early in the morning. And the moment she walked out of the

mansion, she realized that Kenji was already waiting for her at the door.

Hestia was at a loss for words and rubbed her temples. "You’re like a ghost that lingers and haunts. Do

you know an idiom of the Halwanese language that goes like this?"

Hearing what Hestia had to say, Kenji’s expression remained unchanged, and he responded calmly,

"It’s my duty to protect you and stay by your side. Where are you going today?"

She could see that it was impossible to get rid of Kenji, but there was nothing special that she had to

tackle today, as she had already found out what she could and wanted to know, so all there was left to

do was to wait. With that idea in mind, she got into the car.

"We’ll go to Duval Group today."

Kenji was a little surprised, but Hestia did not seem to have changed her mind on the spot, and what

she had on her mind was also not within his scope of work. So as long as he continued to stay by

Hestia’s side, make sure she did not do anything to harm Rickard and the company, and keep her safe,

that was it.

The car moved slowly, and Hestia suddenly turned her head sharply.

‘Something’s wrong. What’s with the sound that’s coming from the trunk?’

She then thought of something and did not bring up her finding instantly but sat in the car and went

through the redesign of the studio. Although she had taken the studio back from Rachael, Hestia had

not had the time or inspiration to come up with designs herself, and she did not have any contacts with

any designers either.

It was indeed not an easy task to operate the studio.

But it was something that belonged to her in the past. So no matter what, Hestia would never abandon

this studio, so she could only find ways to temporarily delay it.

They came all the way to the ground floor of Duval Group. When Hestia heard Kenji’s voice, she came

back to her senses, nodded, and got out of the car.

"I’ll go and get the car parked. I’ll be back soon."

Kenji opened his mouth, but Hestia shook her head and gazed at the trunk. Although she did not say

anything, Kenji understood the underlying message instantly, and his expression turned serious.

"Understood."

Hestia nodded casually. Naturally, she did not need to worry about the things that followed. She

believed that Kenji would take care of the issue for her, but Hestia wondered for a moment who would

be tailing her... Not to mention the method that had been used.

In a sense, being able to find an opportunity to sneak into Kenji’s car was already quite an

achievement.

At this time, most of the people had not come to work yet. Hestia knew that Duval Group’s surveillance

system was impeccable, so she was not stupid enough to do something within Duval Tower and went

straight to her office.

About half an hour later, the employees of the company started arriving at the company one after

another, and Kenji came back around this time too. However, he was holding a small child in his hand.

"...The person who was hiding in the trunk just now was Young Master Renfrew." Kenji felt a little

embarrassed. He could handle almost everything in the world but coaxing children was beyond his

capability.

Seeing Renfrew, Hestia was astounded for a split second, while Renfrew stared back at her with his

aggrieved gaze.

Hestia did not want to coax the boy either, but before Rickard arrived at work, she was the only one

who could keep an eye on Renfrew.

She waved her hand a little irritably, and Kenji quickly escaped the scene as soon as he saw her signal.

"Okay, Ms. Deschamps. I’ll be at the door. You can summon me if you need anything. I’ll be here in no

time."

Hestia did not know what to say. Knowing that Renfrew had autism, Hestia frowned and sighed. "Just

sit here; your father will come later. And you should never sneak out of the house. If something were to

happen to you, your family members would die of anxiety."