Furthermore, Zachary was only thirty years old. How did that make him old? Serenity mentioned more than once that he was a middle-aged man. Zachary had his power of meditation to thank as Serenity’s words could have stung him to the point of blowing his cover. “My boss isn’t old. He’s not a middle-aged man!” Pulling himself together, Zachary defended himself. Serenity looked at him. “I thought you never met your boss. How do you know he isn’t a middle-aged man? Do you think someone young can run a huge company like York Corporation? Although the business world is not my thing, I know what a big deal York Corporation is in Wiltspoon. York Corporation is neck to neck with that something & Co. in Annenburg.” Zachary replied after what seemed like an imaginary eyeroll, “FC & Co.”Like York Corporation, FC & Co. of Annenburg was a giant in its respective city. Behind FC & Co. was the multi-billionaire Johnson family. The present CEO, Ben Young-Johnson was a year younger than Zach

Josh would be the first to quit and stay as far away as possible if Zachary were interested in men. Problem with his manhood? Zachary had not fallen head over heels for Serenity. Well, he would show her once he took a fancy to her and consummate the marriage! It took a while before Zachary got up and made an abrupt exit to his room. He slammed the door behind him. The loud bang was a reflection of his foul mood. Serenity waited until he closed his bedroom door before getting up. She picked up the paper, crumpled it into a ball, and tossed it into the bin while mumbling under her breath, “It was a good thing I thought it through. Otherwise, I’d have lost to him.” The lesson today was not to make a bet before getting full intel on the opponent. There was a risk of things blowing up in her face. As for her proposal of a wager and her sudden change of heart, Serenity was not concerned at all. It was normal to back out of a deal since they had not signed a contract. While hu

Now things were starting to get interesting. Serenity had no idea that her man nipped another one of her headaches in the bud in those mere minutes.After the spaghetti was cooked to al dente, Serenity plated it together with the tomato sauce base. She also sprinkled diced pork belly and basil on top, but only a dash of chili powder on her plate. It was only a quick sprinkle as Serenity was worried it might be too spicy than she could take. Statistics showed that Wiltspoonians were not fond of the extra pow in their meals. “Mr. York, breakfast’s ready.” Serenity carried her plate out of the kitchen while beckoning Zachary, who was on the swing, to the dinner table. Zachary was without a word, but he left the balcony. Seeing that his breakfast was not served on the dining table, he quietly went into the kitchen and brought out his share. “You can add as much chili powder as you like. My sister loves hot spices, so she put together a bunch of hot flavors to make her own.”

Liberty was downstairs waiting for her sister. She carried her son while a diaper bag and a rucksack hung off each arm. Liberty looked around, failing to notice a new car driving by. More accurately, she was not on the lookout for a four-wheeled vehicle as her sister often rode an e-bike. Serenity pulled up in front of her sister and rolled down the window. “Liberty.” Taken aback at first, Liberty ensued with a smile. “I thought you were riding your bike today.” She knew that her brother-in-law bought her sister a car, but Serenity rarely used it. This was the first time Serenity drove here with the new car. Serenity got out of the car and grabbed the diaper bag from Liberty. She opened the door to the back seat and put the diaper bag in. She asked, “Is everything in there, Liberty? The formula is the most important thing.” “It’s all there.” Liberty handed her son over to her sister. With Serenity carrying Sonny, Liberty drew close to kiss her son on the cheek and urged h

Carrying her nephew, Serenity walked alongside Shawn into the shop. “Oh, Sonny’s here. Come, Sonny. Give me a hug.” Jasmine got up and took Sonny from Serenity’s arm. She sat down and asked Sonny, “Do you want some pastries?” Sonny looked at his aunt. “Give him a piece. Don’t let him have too much or he won’t eat his lunch.” Serenity took the diaper bag from Shawn and put it under the cash register. “My sister decided to look for a job today. She asked me to look after Sonny. She’ll come here in the afternoon.” Jasmine gave Sonny a piece of pastry. Instead of accepting it, Sonny opened his palms and said, “Deety.” Jasmine put down the food and carried him to the kitchenette to wash his dirty hands. She believed Liberty had raised Sonny well. As for the claim about Sonny being naughty, that was just kids being kids. Parents would be worried that something must be wrong with their kid’s head if the child simply sat in a corner all day like a bump on a log. Kids had it