Sharon was pleasantly surprised, for it was the first time in two years that her sister took the initiative to cook. It also meant she finally put down whatever had been weighing on her heart.

Sheryl nodded at Casper and Elena, then walked into the kitchen.

Casper scratched his head. “Um… It’s not time to eat yet, right?”

In response, Sharon elbowed him. “My sister rarely wants to cook, so don’t complain.”

At that, he shrugged. After all, he had been cooking all afternoon and had not eaten much. Thus, he did not mind eating at such an odd hour.

The three of them then moved to sit in the living room. Feeling urgent, Caspar headed to the bathroom. Before he left, Sharon glared at him viciously and said she would punish him if he urinated on the toilet seat.

As he did not expect her to say something so unrefined, he got goosebumps upon hearing her words. Afterward, while heading to the bathroom, he caught a glimpse of a door at the end of the corridor. It was not properly closed, and a dim light was shining from inside.

“It’s not good to just walk into a lady’s room,” he muttered.

Nevertheless, he eventually ended up standing outside the door. From the gap in the door, he looked inside.

The curtains were tightly drawn, and the only source of light was a bedside lamp.

With his sharp eyes, he noticed many marks that looked like they had been carved into the bedside table with a knife. Squinting, he realized that it was covered with the word “hate.”

“The accumulation of resentment into hatred. It’s an opportunity.”

Since he had caught a glimpse of the resentment in Sheryl’s heart, he wanted to take the opportunity to help her.

“Ah! Sheryl!”

the other side of the corridor, shocking

in her eyes. “I’m useless. I haven’t cooked in two years, and I can’t even cut vegetables

irritate her further. Thus, she merely said, “Don’t be like this, Sheryl. Put down the knife first, and

You’re hurting your

wryly, a fork suddenly flew out and struck her arm, causing her to drop the

weak and fell

“Sorry, Ms. Sheryl!”

won’t hurt myself. I just

in Casper’s arms, looked at him emptily. Then, she looked at her bleeding fingers and sighed. “I

No matter what

I think you can let me go

“Oh, sorry.”

back to her feet. Immediately, Sharon hurried over to look at the

replied before walking out of the kitchen calmly. It was as though the rest of them had made a fuss over

like it’s just a normal kitchen

wiped away his sweat. After all, he had just acted as if he were dealing with

at him and asked, “What’s your name? What do you

for a moment. It was the first time since Sheryl

tell me

owner of Tycoon Hotel. He’s

his mouth, wanting to retort when she emphasized the word “single.” However,

in my heart… Ms. Clauder will be mine sooner

her, Caspar then recalled that she had called him the previous night. However, as he had been busy with the showdown, he did not have time to reply. Thus, he

don’t have time to think about these things now. I still have a shareholders meeting to

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