Wesley shivered when he saw Graham's grin. Unsure whether to raise his glass, he reluctantly went along, forcing a smile. "Yes, yes! You'll wipe the floor with those guys, Mr. Bayer!"

"Will you assist me?" Graham asked.

"I..." He couldn't bring himself to respond.

"If you're willing to help, I can find ways to not only revive your struggling business but also elevate your success beyond imagination!"

Wesley scanned his surroundings, then reluctantly nodded while gnashing his teeth. -

It was evening when Maisie awoke.

The sunset streamed through the wall-to-ceiling window, casting a warm glow on the living room carpet. She rose quietly and found Daniel busy in the kitchen.

She smiled and playfully embraced him from behind.

At first, he was taken aback, but he soon turned around with a smile.

"The soup will be ready soon," he said.

he was preparing truffle and

been improving his culinary skills. The soup's temperature was just right, and its

at him. "With you here, I guess all I need to do is wait

so

my

take care of

useless if you do everything for

owe you this," he muttered softly,

her for everything, even the truffle and mushroom soup he was preparing. She used to make it for him frequently in

at him,

with her hair. "I'm happy to

served her a bowl. She couldn't stop

chatted as they enjoyed their

kindergarten teacher forever. She aimed to become a certified journalist and, if possible, a

didn't own a car yet. She planned to buy a small one once she saved enough money and got her

preferably less common ones, in

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