When Watson Thompson saw my expression, she jumped back startled.
She clutched her chest. "You... you pervert, what are you trying to do?"
I rolled my eyes. "Don't worry, I'm not interested in brats like you."
"My condition is for you to eat properly and listen to your dad," I said, rolling my eyes again.
Watson perked up instantly. "Really?" she asked excitedly.
"Of course, but if your dad says you're disobedient, I won't give it to you," I laughed.
"I'll listen, I'll definitely listen!" Watson ran energetically to the dining table and started eating heartily.
Jasper Thompson gave me a thumbs up. "You really know how to handle her, I can't manage her."
I laughed. "Every age has its own thoughts, imposing our ideas on her might not be effective."
Jasper Thompson nodded thoughtfully.
Then Jasper Thompson asked, "So where are you going to get the concert tickets?"
"I know Kathleen Drake, so getting two tickets shouldn't be a problem," I said.
