"Cedric, next time I set down the coffee mug, maybe I should place it on his left side, huh? He almost knocked it over with his documents just now. He seemed pretty annoyed about it..." Mrs. Madison would ponder over such minor details for ages.

But now, it seemed the tables had entirely turned.

What goes around comes around, especially in matters of the heart-they're never simple, are they?

"Boss, I reckon Mrs. Madison's willingness to return to Zion City means she's let bygones be bygones concerning this city, and perhaps, concerning you."

Remington's usually stern face softened into a rare, warm smile.

"Your insight's getting sharper."

Cedric, pleasantly surprised by the compliment, felt a ray of sunshine pierce his otherwise stormy days, all thanks to Mrs. Madison's return.

"So, she might not be averse to meeting me, right?"

holding back, not from a lack of desire to

her just as

then ventured, "Given Mrs. Madison has come back, she's probably braced herself for running into you... I

entirely sure, but Remington chose to interpret his assistant's tentative

"Find out where she's

hurried off to gather

only

scattered on the bed. The boss was in front of the mirror, trying on

barely suppressed

up for a royal ball. "Boss, Mrs. Madison

could hardly wait any

chose a blue floral tie, knotting

to see

up, "Ms. Yolanda's caught some bad press, becoming the talk

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