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!”

corridor, shocking him. Without thinking any further,

in her eyes. “I’m useless. I haven’t

did not dare come forward to irritate her further. Thus, she merely said, “Don’t be like this, Sheryl. Put down

You’re not only hurting yourself like this. You’re hurting

and struck her arm, causing her

felt weak and fell backward. While using one hand to grab onto her waist, he

“Sorry, Ms. Sheryl!”

a pause, she replied, “I’m fine. I won’t hurt myself. I just

looked at her bleeding fingers and sighed. “I won’t be

No matter what

I think you can

“Oh, sorry.”

back to her feet. Immediately, Sharon hurried over to

of the kitchen calmly. It was as though the rest of them

like it’s just a normal kitchen

away his sweat. After all, he had just acted as if he were dealing with a terrorist attack. As a result, he wondered if Sheryl would have a strange impression of

her fingers, Sheryl looked at him

the first time since Sheryl got depressed that she took the

tell me

said, “He’s the owner of Tycoon Hotel. He’s young

“single.” However, he was

I have someone in my heart… Ms. Clauder will be

that she had called him the previous night. However, as he had been busy with

to think about these things now. I still have a shareholders meeting to attend. If Ms. Clauder

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