Dawn broke, and Zach, despite a sleepless night, emerged from the bathroom full of energy. He picked a black floral shirt from his wardrobe, one that Madelyn had chosen for him.Initially, Zach had resisted wearing such a flashy shirt, but gradually he found himself wearing it nearly every day, alternating with another of Madelyn's selections.Madelyn had been restless since six in the morning, a sense of unease nudging her to check on Dalton. She found his forehead feverish to the touch. Thankfully, after administering medicine from his special medicine kit, his temperature began to subside."Get dressed, you're coming to the office with me," Zach announced.Madelyn felt groggy. She shook her head and said, "I think I'm sick too."Zach stopped midway through buttoning his shirt and turned toward her, his face lined with worry. He touched her feverish forehead and said, "I'll make my morning meeting quick and come right back. Kai will keep an eye on you."Madelyn leaned back, rel

After Zach left, the Young residence's living room lay in disarray, with expensive items damaged.Kevin, trailing behind Zach, had not seen him lose his cool like this in years. Kevin reflected on the old days, realizing that if it had been back then, Yvonne would have faced dire consequences.The damage inflicted by the bodyguards was a mere trifle for the Young family, yet it sent a clear warning.Kevin thought about Yvonne's miraculous survival from the plane crash and wondered why she was the only one."Won't this provoke the Young family into slandering Jardin Corporation?" Kevin asked Zach.Zach, flicking his cigarette away, replied with a dismissive air, "Since when have I feared the Young family? We're heading to the office."Kevin, understanding Zach's cue, responded, "Yes, Mr. Jardin."Meanwhile, at Jardin Corporation, Cecilia, frustrated, ended a call. Then, Blake approached with coffee and said, "Ms. Samford, your coffee. Is there anything else?"Blake, despite her

Blake's worries about her job had vanished. She realized that working elsewhere could be equally satisfying, and the relentless stress at Jardin Corporation was simply not worth it.In the past, Blake spent her workdays casually scrolling through her phone, but Cecilia's return had changed everything, infusing her work life with unending tension.Blake felt misled by Kevin's empty promises of an important role alongside Cecilia. For days, Kevin had left Blake in suspense, never responding to her messages. And now, having exploited her, he had even blocked her number.At her desk, Blake maintained a cheerful facade, her eyes on her phone screen. Her colleagues, not fully understanding her situation, voiced their envy tinged with sarcasm."Blake, you have it easy here. Aside from tolerating Ms. Stamford, you hardly have to lift a finger.""Yeah, Blake, are you actually considering quitting? Jardin Corporation is a goldmine. You won't find another company like this.""Of course she'

When Blake was in middle school, Liam's novel, At the Horizon's End, had been all the rage. Information about him was scarce, mostly a few interviews on his website. It had been his debut sensation.The book had exploded in popularity, amassing over a million subscribers in weekly magazines when it reached a hundred thousand words, soon followed by a comic adaptation.Liam's novel had been a part of Blake's adolescence, a phenomenon that swept her school. Now, sitting across from her was the author she had idolized as a teenager, and he was her blind date!Blake felt like she was dreaming. She discreetly pinched herself under the table, confirming this was reality.Blake burst with excitement and slid into the seat next to Liam. She whispered, "Liam, can I have your autograph? I promise to keep your secret."Liam, a bit taken aback by Blake's closeness but not uncomfortable, replied, "Sure, I'll sign something for you next time.""No need to wait, how about now?" Blake suggested.

After a two-and-a-half-hour movie, Blake and Liam ended up in a packed elevator. Blake winced as someone accidentally stepped on her foot. Liam quickly guided her to a less crowded spot, asking, "You okay?""Yeah, I'm fine.""Hang in there, just a little longer.""Okay." Blake found solace behind Liam, their hands finding each other's. She glanced up at him, her heart fluttering.When they finally reached the ground floor, Liam did not let go of her hand, his brow furrowed slightly. Blake had noticed him closing his eyes now and then during the movie."Is everything alright? You don't look too good," Blake expressed her concern.Liam looked a bit worn out, and shook his head, "I'm okay. Let me take you home."Blake recalled a text from her mom and asked, "Is it your headache again?"Liam's pained expression reminded Blake of a weary golden retriever, endearing yet pitiful. He gave a weak smile and said, "Just need to take my medicine back at home.""I can't let you suffer like