The Boss in the Business World is Actually a Cute Baby - Chapter 8

Chapter 8: A Business Leader Reading Me Bedtime Stories

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Looking at the room full of princess dresses, I couldn’t help but feel that my dear uncle Steve was really the richest man in the city, to be able to spend so much money at random! I was a little touched, but at the same time, the situation seemed a little ridiculous — this man who seemed mature and powerful in the business world was actually jealous because of a little girl!

Suddenly, an idea flashed through my mind. Perhaps, back when Sheila’s mother hadn’t met Sheila’s father, Uncle Steve had also doted on Sheila’s mother like this.

Seeing that it was getting late and Steve still had a lot of work to do, he sat in front of the computer and typed while instructing the housekeeper to send over a new nightgown and arrange for someone to help me wash up.

My entire body was filled with uneasiness.

Although my body was still of a five-year-old girl who needed someone to take care of, my soul was already an adult. How could I let someone help me wash up?

“No need, Uncle. I can go wash up myself.” Without giving Steve any time to react, I blinked, grabbed the nightgown in the butler’s hand, and skipped into the bathroom.

Because I ran too fast, I didn’t see Steve’s eyes darken when he heard my sensible words.

The next second, Steve called his assistant and told him, “Find someone reliable to conduct an investigation on Bob, his wife, lover, and children. I want to hear detailed information tomorrow.”

Steve hung up the phone, and the expression on his face became even colder.

“Bob.” He silently repeated the name in his heart, full of aggression.

“If you really abused my sister’s only child, I will make you pay,” Steve swore in his heart.

Of course, I didn’t know about Steve’s arrangements. I was carefully looking at the nightgown in my hand.

It was a little pink dress with a lovely bow on the front. It was cold to the touch. The servants had been kind enough to prepare the bathwater for me.

I brushed my teeth and lay quietly in the bathtub, enjoying the first time I had felt at ease by myself since my previous life.

Honestly, as a genius finance girl in my previous life, time-traveling to a five-year-old made me have some complaints.

Thinking about my previous life, there were still many things that had not been completed, and the excellent thesis that I had worked so hard to prepare had not yet been published.

When I thought that the most wonderful period of my life was about to begin, I actually got into a car accident, and magically transmigrated!

No! Lying in the bathtub, I suddenly opened my eyes, and a ray of light burst out from them. I can’t just give up on my previous life’s ideals and ambitions!

In my previous life, I was determined to become a big shot in the financial industry, and I was ready to step into the business world and do something big!

Although there were many regrets in my previous life, my life had just begun!

According to little Sheila’s past memories, her father and mother also had a company, and the market value of the company was decent.

It was just that this company was now in the hands of Bob who wanted to seize Sheila’s family’s assets.

Now, my goal was to take back the company that originally belonged to Sheila’s parents step by step. I also wanted to let that evil person who wanted to kill Sheila receive the punishment he deserved! This was also the first step to realizing my dream!

After thinking clearly about my future plans, my gaze became more determined.

After taking my bath, on the way back to my room, I heard from the butler that Steve had missed an important meeting because of my “disappearance.” Thus, he was still busy dealing with his company’s matters until now. He would probably be very busy until late at night.

I nodded, because I felt a little embarrassed about the day’s matters, and thought that I shouldn’t bother Steve anymore, and prepare to go to sleep by myself.

But when the butler led me upstairs, I looked up and saw the handsome Uncle Steve standing by the door of my room, holding a fairy tale book in his hand.

I stared at him in surprise. “Uncle, what’s the matter?”

“…” Steve looked a little awkward as he clenched the fairy tale book in his hand. “I heard that… kids your age usually listen to stories to go to sleep…”

I was stunned. A big shot in the business world…. reading me a bedtime story?