Chapter 947 About Child Support
Sam thought for a while and decided to brew three cups of coffee. One for herself, one for Emmeline,
and thest one for the new pastry chef.
She had to admit that the pastry chef seemed pleasing to the eye.
On the second floor, Doris and Emmeline stood next to the table.
The former was teaching thetter patiently, while thetter was learning humbly.
Halfway into the lesson, Doris'' phone suddenly rang.
Emmeline was practicing what she was taught anyway, so Doris dusted her hands and took her phone.
She frowned when she saw the name of the caller on the screen. She
went to a corner to answer it.
Emmeline did not want to eavesdrop on their conversation, but the second floor was very quiet, and
she could not help but overhear what they were talking about.
As soon as the call went through, the other party roared angrily, "Why didn''t you answer my calls
yesterday? We''re about to divorce, and are you ying hard to get?"
"I''m not ying hard to get!" Doris was trying her best to control her temper. "I wanted to talk to you
about child support. Even though the children are test-tube babies, they were born while we were
married, so you have the right to raise them. It''s not up to you to say if you want to ignore them!:
"How much money are you nning to scam out of me then?" the other party said.
"Watch your words, Josiah! I''m not scamming you!" Tears fell out of Doris'' eyes. "This money is what
rightfully belongs to me. In any case, I wouldn''t want to beg you for money even if that means I''ll starve
to death!"
The other party cursed under his breath and said, "So it''s about money then! I knew you would want to
bring something alone!"
"I don''t care what you think, Josiah," Doris said anxiously. "It''s either you pay me 600 thousand dors
as a one-time fee, or I won''t sign the divorce papers. Your mistress won''t get to marry you even if she
bears your child!"
The other party cursed for a while more before saying menacingly, "Fine! Tell me where do you want to
meet?"
"We don''t have to meet. Just transfer the money into my ount!"
"No! You need to sign the divorce papers. Stop standing in the way, I want to marry Diana, and that is
final!"
"Sure! As long as you hand me the 600 thousand dors, I''ll sign the papers immediately. Come to my
house this evening, and we''ll talk."
"Yeah, yeah," the other party said and ended the call.
Doris looked pale. Tears were welling up in her eyes, but she decided not to let loose.
Emmeline was kneading a piece of dough. "Are you alright, Teacher?"
Doris bit her lip. "It''s just a minor domestic matter. I''m fine. Sorry to have you worry about me though."
"You can tell me if you need any help. We''re all friends here, and friends would help friends whenever
they are in need," Emmeline said.
"Thank you, Ms. Louise." Doris smiled. "I can handle this, and I wouldn''t want to trouble you."
"Alright then, you ought to be careful," Emmeline said. "I didn''t mean to overhear your conversation, but
was that person your ex-husband? He sounds nasty."
Doris drooped her head and sighed. "Let''s not talk about that during working hours. Mr. Ryker paid me
a handsome sry to teach you how to make desserts."
Emmeline smiled.
This woman is very serious when ites to business, but I like her personality.
Doris was a good teacher, and Emmeline was a fast learner.
In one morning, Emmeline learned how to make three different types of cakes.
At noon, Sam went to the third floor to cook. She made a big pot of spaghetti with over-easy eggs.
They took a short break after lunch, drinking a cup of coffee before resuming work.
By the time Doris went off for the day, Emmeline had learned how to make eight types of desserts.
"That''s amazing!" Emmeline wiped the sweat off her brow. "Where did you learn how to make so many
types of desserts?"
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"I studied for three years in Le Cordon Bleu. I can work in any hotel or restaurant I want," Doris replied.