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!”

of the corridor, shocking him. Without thinking any further,

the kitchen, Sheryl was looking at her bleeding fingers with tears in her eyes. “I’m useless. I

a knife, Sharon did not dare come forward to irritate her further. Thus,

You’re not only hurting yourself like this. You’re hurting your sister too,” Elena said, feeling at

a fork suddenly flew out and struck her arm, causing

time, Casper quickly rushed forward and pressed two fingers on Sheryl’s neck. Immediately, the woman felt weak and fell backward. While using one hand to grab

“Sorry, Ms. Sheryl!”

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

was still in Casper’s arms, looked at him emptily. Then, she looked at her bleeding fingers and sighed. “I won’t be so short-sighted. Before I make that guy

good. No matter what you’re

So, I think you

“Oh, sorry.”

back to her feet.

enough,” Sheryl replied before walking out of the kitchen calmly. It was as though the rest of them had made a

like it’s just a normal kitchen accident

were dealing with a terrorist attack. As a result, he wondered if Sheryl would have a strange impression of

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

since Sheryl got depressed that she took the initiative to ask for

tell me

then rolled her eyes and said, “He’s the owner of Tycoon Hotel.

retort when she emphasized the word “single.” However, he was indeed single, and she had not

heart… Ms. Clauder will be mine sooner

had called him the previous night. However, as he had been busy with the showdown, he did not have time

a shareholders meeting to

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