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 corridor, shocking him. Without thinking any further, he rushed out

eyes. “I’m useless. I haven’t cooked in two years,

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

yourself like this. You’re hurting your sister too,” Elena said, feeling at a loss as

suddenly flew out and struck her arm,

on Sheryl’s neck. Immediately, the woman felt weak and fell backward.

“Sorry, Ms. Sheryl!”

fine. I won’t hurt myself.

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

matter what you’re

So, I think you

“Oh, sorry.”

did he help her back to her feet. Immediately, Sharon hurried over

fine. A bandage will be good enough,” Sheryl replied before walking out of the kitchen calmly.

like it’s just

all, he had just acted as if he were dealing with a terrorist attack. As a result, he wondered if Sheryl

bandaging her fingers, Sheryl looked at him and asked, “What’s

for a moment. It was the first time since Sheryl got depressed that she

tell me you

and said, “He’s the owner of Tycoon

word “single.” However, he was indeed

I have someone in my heart… Ms.

he had been busy with the showdown, he

shareholders meeting to attend. If Ms.

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