Chapter 312 Birthday Dinner Party

That night they had all drunk quite a lot. Faris offered them guest rooms to rest, but they declined, saying they planned to go somewhere else to continue the evening. Seeing their minds were made up, he didn't insist.

Faris personally escorted them out of the club and watched them hail a taxi. After they left, he casually lit a cigarette by the roadside.

Emily walked up behind him. "My dad talks nonsense when he's had too much to drink. Don't take it personally."

Faris turned around, the smoke from his cigarette quickly scattered by the wind.

He smiled. "I don't mind at all. Didn't you notice? He seems quite pleased with me as his son-in-law."

The word "son-in-law" made Emily freeze, staring at him dumbfounded.

Faris smiled with the cigarette between his lips, put his arm around her shoulder, and guided her back toward the club. They happened to run into Yulia, who was leaving work with her colleagues.

Their eyes met briefly, but neither spoke as they passed each other.

Emily looked up at Faris and noticed he showed no reaction. He didn't turn to look back, just kept his cigarette in his mouth, head slightly tilted back, his expression calm. This put her somewhat at ease.

That night, Faris invited her to stay at the club but still didn't touch her, only holding her as they fell asleep.

The amber light filtering through the frosted glass lamp shade cast a soft glow over the entire bed.

"Emily, are you falling in love with me?" Faris asked suddenly, making Emily's heart skip a beat.

Without overthinking, she nestled in his arms and answered honestly, "Yes, I have fallen in love with you."

Faris remained silent for a long time. Emily, her face pressed against his chest, could hear every heartbeat, every breath.

His silence made her uneasy.

"Don't love me. I'm not worth it," he finally said.

Those few words seemed to contain complex emotions she couldn't fully comprehend.

"No, you are worth it," she insisted, holding his waist firmly.

Faris caressed her face and chuckled softly. "Silly girl."

A few days later, Faris arranged a team-building exercise at the club's shooting range, mandatory for all employees.

Rafael was surprised; in all his years working for Faris, he'd never seen him organize anything like this.

Seeming to read Rafael's thoughts, Faris explained, "Management philosophies need to evolve. Get it?"

Rafael nodded, somewhat bewildered. "Got it."

Not only did Faris arrange the training, but he personally supervised at the shooting range. The results were, predictably, dismal.

These employees, focused on their regular duties, had never handled firearms before. Just hitting the target at all was considered an achievement, and most couldn't even manage that.

another entered

lounge area,

looked away, pretending he didn't

their assigned positions with guns already placed

they picked up their weapons, released the

first time handling a gun, the

the command, shots rang out

the instructor stared at Yulia

her head. "No, this is

surprised. "First time and you hit

I?" Yulia stared at the distant target, hardly believing it herself. "I hit

here, you're the only one

prize for

off guard by her practical question, didn't know how to respond. "Yes,

striding toward them from the lounge

stopped in front of her, took the gun from her hand, released the safety, raised it, and

the instructor

skillfully twirled the gun in his palm before handing it back to the

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his words, asked,

out soon enough," Faris replied

prize to be tickets to a boxing match-just for

match she experienced a strange feeling that everything

a segment of her memories. Could she have

enjoy it?"

her lips.

him staring at her, his usual

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his lips into a

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tell the truth.

responded with a casual "Well," then asked with a smile, "So,

you should ask your girlfriend that question. If she thinks

response left Faris speechless, and

pulled up beside them. The window rolled down to reveal

while Mason gave Yulia a meaningful look.

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she declined, saying she would

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