Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

“Did they see it correctly?” Eder actually peeled the orange himself and even fed it…

Is this gentleman in the video truly the cold and ruthless ruler of the Grant family?! Even Eric was stunned, momentarily forgetting that he was supposed to be reporting the data.

Meanwhile, the man on the screen, who was under the watchful eyes of the entire conference room, remained completely unaware of any impropriety.

As he fed the orange beyond the screen, a subtle glimmer of tenderness appeared in his typically icy black eyes. The sweet and affectionate atmosphere filled the conference room unabated, permeating even through the digital display.

Noticing Eric’s sudden silence, Eder frowned disapprovingly, swiftly returning to his chilly demeanor.

“Continue,” he commanded.

“Oh, yes!” Eric jolted back to reality, his eyes flicking back to the information booklet in his hands.

But suddenly, he found himself at a loss. The line he had just read had slipped from his memory!

With a stern expression, Eder prompted him, “The profit–and–loss ratio of the Rossi project.”

“Oh, right, the profit–and–loss ratio…” Eric hastily flipped through the pages, finally locating the relevant information and resuming his report.

Just as Eder was about to feed the seventh orange outside the screen, Sylvia shifted her face to the side. refusing to open her mouth.

“I don’t want to eat anymore.” Unable to feed her, Eder naturally withdrew his hand, preparing to eat the orange himself.

A voice from beside stopped him, “You can’t, you’re not allowed to eat!” It wasn’t that Sylvia was being stingy, but someone who was in the recovery period after surgery shouldn’t eat too many oranges. Eder had already eaten three today.

He had to control himself!

Eder stopped eating the oranges, then turned his head and glanced to the side. “No!”

Sylvia frowned, threatening him with her gaze, and then checked the time, speaking softly, “It’s time Take your medicine!”

The stern president received a scolding, and everyone watched his face grow dark, signaling trouble

ahead..

The room fell silent, anticipating a tantrum and the sound of a cup breaking, just like he had done to them in the past. But to their surprise, Eder seemed like a child denied candy.

annoyance, he promptly placed the orange down and grabbed a wet wipe, Sylviafully cleaning his hands.

from outside the screen, mixed it with warm water,

mean by “one tames the other“?

to be… a man who listens to his wife?

that the man on the video call, who obediently followed his wife’s instructions, was

no idea that his series of actions in front of

woman who

what are you doing?” Looking at the innocent phone lying beside her, Sylvia struggled to free

but Eder held it tightly.

in on her, and his warm breath caressed her face.

her in a cold tone,

eat

to regain control and

he said he was fully healed, Sylvia might leave tomorrow. He would face

annoyed for a while, he came up with a somewhat acceptable solution. “Then, I won’t be you. My injuries have gotten better. How about you sleep in my room

her head. “No, I’m not

it. Just two nights, and

21.7%

going to happen!” Sylvia playfully stuck her

behavior successfully ignited the fire in

asserting his dominance, and supported her shoulders, preventing her from falling as she struggled. He also

provoked me first. There’s no escape; you have to take responsibility for extinguishing the

restrained, Sylvia could only

and didn’t want to hurt him

buttocks. She clenched her fists and struck him vigorously! She continued to complain, “You’re bullying me!

He didn’t retaliate physically, but

he called her by

an end when the phone

Ethan Smith.

to put her down and let her answer the

to calm down, she asked, “Dad, what’s up?”

injuries getting

“Yes.”

Since he’s getting better, why don’t