"That's it," she murmured. "Sebastian loves that hearty pork rib stew."
She remembered visiting Sebastian's home and seeing Natalie make it for him all the time. Joanna immediately dialed Sean's number.
Sean was in the middle of meticulously checking hotel security footage for clues. He was surprised to see Joanna's name pop up on his screen.
"Ms. Scott," he answered with a polite smile.
"Sean, I have a quick question. Does Sebastian like pork rib stew?" Joanna's voice was as sweet as ever.
Sean scoffed internally. "Ms. Scott, you're the boss's childhood sweetheart—at least, that's what everyone thinks. How could you not know his favorite food? That's not very dedicated of you."
"Sean, you..." Joanna was speechless, caught off guard by his jab. "I... I don't really know what he likes. You know how reserved he is. He was always the one taking care of me, remembering my favorite things..."
"So, our boss gives and gives, and in the end, you can't even remember his favorite dish?" Sean teased, twisting the knife.

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