Upon hearing the words, Cecilia's demeanor shifted dramatically. "Mom, relax, you know I'm not like that," she responded sternly. "Why hasn't grandpa come in yet?" Becca wondered aloud, concerned about the extended delay. She urged Cecilia to check on him.

But just as Cecilia was about to head out, her grandpa quickly entered.

"Grandpa, take it easy," she cautioned.

"Dad, who's at the door?" Becca, who just finished preparing dinner, casually asked to see him come in.

"There's a young man with a bunch of guys dressed in black. They said they're looking for Cecilia. They don't look like good guys. Cecilia, did you get into trouble, and now some bad guys are here?" Cecilia was stunned and asked, "Is it Mr. Martinez?"

Seeing the confused look on her mother's and grandfather's faces, she quickly explained, "Mr. Martinez is the CEO of my cousin's company."

Becca was puzzled, "Why is he here? To see you?"

"Mom, how should I know why he's here, I barely know him. Grandpa, where are they?"

Before Cecilia could finish speaking, Owen walked in, with two bodyguards trailing behind him, each carrying a basket of fruits.

The two bodyguards set down the baskets and left.

Devon, who had gone to answer the door, was shocked by their number and mistakenly thought they were some bad guys.

The Martinez family's bodyguards were complaining inside, "do we look like bad guys?"

As soon as Owen entered the room, his gaze landed on Cecilia.

Seeing Cecilia in green shorts, revealing most of her long legs, her fair skin accentuated by a white t-shirt, and her hair casually tied back.


She was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, holding a remote in one hand and half an apple in the other. She must have taken a bite of the apple just as he came in, as she hadn't swallowed it yet. Seeing him, she stopped eating her apple out of surprise and just stared at him.

Her injured hand was bandaged but it didn't stop her from holding the remote.

Cecilia's casual look was a stark contrast to how she usually was, yet Owen found it refreshingly real.

"Hello, my lady." Owen politely greeted Becca.

Becca responded in

"Devon, I'm not a bad guy. Don't worry.

what are you here

glanced at her injured hand and said lightly, "I'm

Cecilia was genuinely surprised.

came to check

must have

she would help resolve the dispute with Ruby. Although he keeps deleting comments

the process of protecting Ruby didn't have


have been falling

time the market opened in the afternoon, their company's stock didn't continue to fall but rose slightly. Fluctuations in

him to get married and even

here to defend Ms.

even invite Owen

other hand, thought it was polite to entertain guests. She invited Owen to sit on a single sofa, cleaned the fruit she bought today and put it on the table, inviting Owen to

Owen a

"Thank you."

then picked up the cup

elegance. What kind of coffee is this? Too

Although it's a bit bitter, after drinking it, you can savor

grandfather shouldn't drink too much coffee, it will affect

calmly put


be beaten to death

just here to see you, not to

her detention is over, as long as she compensates for the

high society,

been transferred abroad, Ruby herself is worthless in Pinehurst. She was able to be in the circle of high

come to check on me. I'm flattered. It's a good thing it's not dinner time yet, otherwise, I wouldn't be able to eat." "Because you scared

mockery, Owen

it was Becca who scolded

"Your hand injury..."

you've seen my hand, you can leave

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