[My daughter. Are you there?]
Christian, now sitting alone in his office, sent a message to Olivia.
He didn't bother with any greeting and was casual in his tone. They were already far too familiar with each other.
And even if the number of times they had spoken face to face could be counted on one hand, they still talked a lot through messages and calls, after all.
He didn't expect her to reply right away. Most of the time, she responded after a day or two, sometimes even later.
But maybe this time, she was free?
[Yes?]
Christian raised an eyebrow at the quick reply, though not displeased. Without delay, he sent another message.
[You know? It seems like you've stopped making a fuss over me calling you 'my daughter.']
[Have you come to terms with the fact that I'm your dad already?]
He had originally wanted to talk to her about something important, but he still couldn't resist teasing her a little first. Even if just a bit.
