"Yes." Freda's face reddened before she sped away.

Once she was gone, the atmosphere became quiet once more.

Xyla Quest's hunger became apparent as the aroma from the food containers circulated her office. Eagerly, she brought them over to the coffee table while her husband followed closely behind her.

They simultaneously took their containers to unpack them. Inside, they found three dishes in total, including stir-fried eggs with tomatoes, minced meat, and braised eggplants. They both liked these dishes.

After lunch, Xyla resumed her work while Stanley Batton settled on the couch to continue playing his games as he accompanied her in the office.

Although neither of them intruded on each other's space, they seemed perfectly content together.

At the same time, her employees were spamming messages in the company's WeChat group, where the main topic was regarding Stanley's presence in their building.

"Mr. Batton doesn't plan on leaving today, does he? Ms. Quest is busy working while he's just accompanying her. He loves her that much?"

"I think he's the best husband in the world. None of the wealthy men in Atlantis could do better than him."

"I heard Mr. Batton even gave Ms. Quest a massage. I can't believe it."

"I can't imagine Mr. Batton giving her a massage. He's such a powerful man, but he's so loving privately."

All I want is to

the WeChat group, so she was oblivious all these comments were swirling around the

however, was. She silently read every message, but she didn't want to inform her boss about the

around three o'clock in

gaze landing on her husband

she guessed, as his long, distinct fingers rapidly tapped on his

the leading male

Knock, knock, knock-

attention immediately flew toward the door. "Come

door opened, and Freda walked in hesitantly

presence made her

Inhaling

hurried over

the

"Ms. Quest, the

I and journalist from

Magazine are here."

she'd agreed to an interview with

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