Chapter 109 Hearing this, Myra gave a thumbs-up. "No wonder you're in politics. My husband is truly brilliant!"

Terry glanced at her indifferently.

Myra clicked her tongue. "What kind of look is that? Can't I compliment my husband for being smart?"

"You're so cheesy."

"Terry, only I can put up with you. Anyone else would find you unbearably dull."

Terry calmly helped serve the dishes.

After a while, he said unhurriedly, "You're already loud enough. If I were just as noisy, our house would be unlivable."

Myra slowly turned her head, holding a spatula. "Are you saying I talk too much, Terry?"

Her voice was loud enough for those in the living room to hear.

Barbara quickly said, "Janice, don't mind them. Myra is always like this, but she's a good person. You'll get used to her."

Janice smiled and nodded. "I really like Myra's personality."

genuinely

toward Janice was far beyond what they had rehearsed. After all, they were supposed to be

her food multiple times. Janice, thinking she should reciprocate, picked up a piece of chicken. Just as she lifted it from the plate, she

onto her own plate instead. She turned to glance at Edward and spotted the amusement flickering in his

silently praising her,

eaten chicken in his

act. Just then, Barbara said, "Edward, handle the issue online properly. Don't

online controversy was mentioned,

people, slowly set down his cutlery. "You're both young. Things in life can happen suddenly. If there's ever a misunderstanding, talk it out.

was deeply moved. She had been prepared

just as she was about to, Edward was called away by Terry for a private conversation,

the owner of the Refined Threads Co. keep

"Would you mind telling us what's going on? If you don't feel comfortable,

"It's nothing I can't

called her and

"Oh, okay."

Myra

phone and went into the room for the meeting,

painstakingly prepared for a wedding and designed her own wedding dress, only for it to be given to another woman. That's

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