“Isn't he home yet?” Victoria wondered as she entered the apartment using the lock code. She glanced around but didn't see him anywhere. Then she noticed his laptop on the table and realized he must be home.With a smile, she walked further inside and spotted the bag sitting on the kitchen counter. Out of curiosity, she went over, opened it, and immediately recognized several of her favorite desserts.“He actually remembered these?”She grinned with a happy face, slowly took out the boxes and arranged them on the counter before taking a quick picture with her phone. After checking the photo, she posted it on her social media with a simple caption.#CaringBoyfriend Victoria smiled at her post before putting her phone aside. She opened one of the boxes and took a bite, enjoying the dessert while she waited for Brandon to come back.She had barely finished the first piece when she heard the bedroom door open.Brandon stepped out after his shower, drying his damp hair with a towel. He s

“Are you hungry?” Jake asked, trying to draw Lyra's attention.“No,” Lyra answered quietly, without taking her eyes from the floor.“Do you want me to order something anyway? I can order the dishes you like from your favourite restaurant,” Jake offered, but she gave him the same response.“No.”Jake sat beside her and placed an arm around her shoulders. “You'll feel better eventually. You just need some time, please don't think too much.” Lyra remained silent, barely reacting to his presence.Across the room, Emma watched them with a satisfied expression. “At least Jake is here for you. You need someone who actually cares about you, rather than being cold towards him, be grateful that he is trying to be by your side at your toughest phase unlike the coward who ran away.” Lyra didn't respond to that either, and Emma eventually sighed before turning toward the hallway. “I'll go unpack. Honey, come with me.”Eliot picked up his luggage and followed her, but before leaving, he glanced a

“It's been a while, Frederick. How have you been?”Frederick smiled as Arthur Sterling settled into the chair across from him. “I've been well. What about you Arthur?”“I can't complain. Business has kept me busy, although these days I spend more time watching the markets than actually working.” Frederick poured tea into both cups and placed one in front of Arthur. “That's what happens when you have too much money and not enough patience.”Arthur chuckled at those words. “You haven't changed.”“Neither have you.”Their conversation continued naturally, moving between business, stocks, and the current market. They discussed several companies whose shares had recently dropped, the risks of investing in rapidly expanding businesses, and the pressure smaller companies were facing from larger competitors.Eventually, the conversation moved toward politics and its effect on the business world.“Politics has always found a way into business,” Arthur remarked while taking a sip of his tea. “

“Cold Face, we're going shopping today.”Brandon glanced at Victoria as she drove. “For what? I don't understand why you love shopping so much. I can't even remember how many times I've heard you talk about shopping this week.”“Come on, you can't complain about something like that. Shopping is a woman's birthright, and besides, I'm not shopping for myself this time,” Victoria replied with a playful smile.Brandon rolled his eyes. “Then who are you shopping for?”“I already told you about my parents' anniversary. I need to buy their gifts, and you're coming with me.”“I thought you already had something prepared,” he remarked, to which she replied with a bright smile. “I do, but I want to buy a few more things. Besides, you're supposed to choose something for them too.”Brandon leaned back in his seat. “I can do that.”Victoria glanced at him with a small smile. “You're taking this surprisingly seriously.”“They've treated me well. I should at least choose something myself.”For a sho

“Mom, Dad, are you sure everything is ready?” Victoria asked as she stood near the entrance, watching the staff move between the tables.Laura gestured to a maid to adjust the flowers on one of the tables before turning toward her daughter with a satisfied smile. “Everything is ready, dear. Stop worrying and enjoy the evening. It is our anniversary, after all.”Victoria glanced around the hall again. The Ashford family had invited close friends, business associates, relatives, and a few elderly families who had known David and Laura for years. The gathering was elegant without feeling like a business event, and David had personally made sure there was no unnecessary guest to ruin the harmony.“I know, but Dad has been running around since morning,” Victoria replied with a small smile. “If he keeps working like this, he'll forget that today is supposed to be about the two of you.”David, who had just walked over after speaking with one of the guests, lifted an eyebrow. “I heard that, y