Chapter 197

Curtis's doting gaze never left Delia's face. Hearing her deliberately teasing question, he lifted his hand and gently pinched her cheek. "Whatever it is, you always get to decide for me." Delia grinned, then leaned over and gave him a quick peck on the cheek like a playful reward. After that, her sharp gaze flicked toward Ella. "Miss Young, did you catch that? If not, I can repeat it for you." Ella clenched her teeth silently. "No need. Since that's how it is, I'll just find another time to speak with him privately." With that, she spun around and left. Seeing Delia sitting on Curtis's lap like that really got to her-it stung more than she'd care to admit. One day, Delia would pay for this. Just wait and see. Delia raised an eyebrow, surprised she really just stormed off like that. Weird. Edith followed Ella downstairs. Delia glanced at her husband, confused. "Babe, what did Ella want with you?" Curtis shook his head slightly. "No idea. Want me to just kick her out?" To be honest, he