Bella Acker's cheeks flushed as she raised her hand to push Damian Sinclair away, whispering, "President Sinclair, you really do like to flatter yourself."
"Saying things that aren't true, that's what you call self-flattery. What I said just now was the truth," Damian Sinclair replied.
Bella Acker rolled her eyes at him and changed the topic, "Aren't you going to work today?"
"No, I'm spending the day with you and Talia. After breakfast, shall we go fishing?" Damian Sinclair suggested, "There's a small reservoir not far behind the villa. I used to love going there to fish with the old man. The scenery and air are great there, and we can have a campfire cooking session directly after catching the fish."
Bella Acker was quite keen to go, but she was worried that Talia might catch a cold.
"Wouldn't it be too cold by the water when it's snowing?" Bella Acker frowned.
