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

skills. The soup's temperature was just right, and its aroma was

she looked at him. "With you here, I

so

about my job?"

care of that,

if

this," he

and mushroom soup he

was puzzled. She gazed at

smiled and toyed with her hair. "I'm happy to do

a bowl. She couldn't stop

they

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

planned to buy a small one once she saved enough money and got her license, making it convenient to

foreign languages, preferably less common ones, in

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