Chapter 5

Tiffany woke up from her dream with a start.

As she opened her eyes, she found herself lying in a hospital bed. The vision of Vincent had vanished.

The elderly lady in the neighboring bed smiled and asked her, "Dear, did you have a nightmare? I saw you gripping the sheets tightly while you slept. What was the dream about?"

As a child, Tiffany had heard that talking about a bad dream prevented it from coming true. So, she replied, "My boss."

The elderly woman, Anna Keller, was surprised. She shook her head and sighed. "Your boss must be frightening."

Just then, the door was pushed open from outside. A tall, slender figure entered.

Tiffany had been about to use the bathroom. She had just slid one foot into her slippers, but when she saw who it was, she nearly fell off the bed.

Vincent was dressed in a white shirt with the collar slightly open. His black trousers showed off his long legs. He was carrying a thermos in one hand, while his black suit jacket was draped over the other. He exuded an air of elegance.

As Tiffany met his gaze, a wave of guilt washed over her. Without realizing it, she clenched her fingers into a fist.

But Vincent walked right past her to Anna's bed. He bent down. "Grandma."

Tiffany looked up. She was surprised to see Anna patting Vincent's head tenderly.

Vincent, who was an imposing man in the office, was now acting like an obedient grandson in front of Anna. It turned out that he was her actual grandson.

Tiffany looked on in surprise as Vincent opened the lid of the thermos and poured some soup to feed Anna.

She had never expected that the usually stern CEO could be so gentle and caring.

Anna waved her hand, saying, "I just had an apple, so I'm quite full."

Turning to Tiffany, she continued, "Dear, you haven't eaten yet, have you? My grandson made some tomato soup. Would you like to try some?"

over at her as well. Seeing that, Tiffany shook her head repeatedly. "No, no, thank you. I'm not

Anna insisted. "I haven't even touched it. You're not going to reject me,

"Of course not."

on. The poor thing; it's been a while, and no one has come to see her. She even had a nightmare about her boss just now.

eyebrow at Tiffany. "Is that so? What's eating at you that you're

There was no way she

if he

need to go to the restroom. I'll be right back." With

smacked Vincent's arm. "Look what

"Grandma,

strict at work, there was no

intimidating. That young

Vincent cut her off before she could say more, feeling a headache coming. "She has a boyfriend, Grandma. Don't get

didn't believe him. "A boyfriend? How do

"Because she's my employee."

"Huh?"

in the room. As she

as she

taped on the back of

hang the bag up. However, she found it difficult and struggled because of her height and limited

her head in a daze as a cool scent hit her nose. At the same time,

head down. She didn't dare make

settled back on the bed, Vincent brought over the thermos and set it

up at him in surprise. When their eyes met, she quickly averted her gaze, her cheeks

amusing. He had seen many women before, but none as bashful as Tiffany. He found her rather entertaining, given

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misunderstandings, he added,

I'll thank Mrs. Lewis Senior later

bed for a moment.

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