In the quiet carriage, everything seemed to have paused.
Victoria Gibson had her hands pressed against Chad Yakov's chest, and for a long moment, his words echoed in her ears.
He wanted to have a kid with her?
Thinking about a smaller version of Chad Yakov, Victoria Gibson's facial expression suddenly turned bright red as she bowed her head, not daring to meet his eyes.
The sudden ring of a phone broke the awkward atmosphere in the car.
Chad Yakov frowned, released Victoria Gibson, returned to his seat, and took out his cell phone from his pocket.
Seeing it was Mr. Gomez calling, he quickly picked it up.
"Second Young Master, the Chairman has a very important meeting overseas and probably won't make it back this weekend. It needs to be postponed for a week, on your end..."
Mr. Gomez paused, a tone of inquiry in his voice.
"What meeting?" Chad Yakov was unusually calm.
"It's the W Summit." Mr. Gomez answered particularly quickly.
