“Don’t take anything they say to heart. Don’t believe their nonsense. If you can’t trust me, what makes you think you can trust them?” Trenton nodded his head. He trusted Camryn. “Camryn, I won’t fall for their lies again.” Camryn gave a nod and said, “You’re the kindest, most righteous person in the family. You stick to your true self, and you don't let anyone else, not even your parents, dictate your beliefs. You are your own person."Paige often told Trenton to bond more with Carrie because they were siblings while Camryn was just his half-sister. Trenton did not listen to his mother. He had always been fond of Camryn and could not help but cling to her, no matter what others thought.“Can you tell me what happened while I was in school, Camryn?” Trenton knew Camryn was harsh, but not to the point of being unsympathetic. Camryn initially did not take much action against her aunts, Brenda and Amy. If they had not fought for the inheritance, she would have turned a bli
Carrie would soon be forgotten by the world. Once she finished serving her sentence, it would be hard for her to make a comeback. Camryn did not plan on letting her half-sister get away with the multiple setups; returning the favor, an eye for an eye. She thought she was being kind by not doing worse to Carrie.While Trenton and Camryn were talking, Callum was cooking in the kitchen. Trenton inhaled the delicious aroma and said, “I’m impressed with Callum’s cooking, Camryn. The food smells so good. I’m starving."Camryn grinned. “He makes delicious food. Nana is a social elite like no other. She has a different approach in raising kids. Callum, his brothers, and his cousins all can cook, thanks to her.“Nana forced her grandsons into the kitchen so she could have any food she wanted. But really, she was teaching them to be independent. No one knows how long wealth will last in the family, so it’s best to learn some skills. “At least they can be independent enough to take care
Trenton said, “Why do I get the feeling that you’re calling me a glutton for eating just about anything.” “I didn’t call you that. You said it yourself. You’re not a fussy eater, are you?” Trenton was speechless. He was not picky with his food but Callum made it sound like he was a glutton. Trenton believed he did not look like one. “Callum, teach me how to cook.” “I am available to teach you whenever. It depends on whether you have time. You’re busy with college.” Callum reminded Trenton that he had to make time available to learn. Trenton replied, “Please teach me when I’m back for the summer holidays.” “Alright. I will teach you whatever you want to learn so long as I know the recipe. I won’t hold anything back.” Callum was happy to share his knowledge with Trenton especially when he was eager to bond as in-laws. No one becomes a master chef overnight. It took time, effort, and dedication to learn culinary arts.Grandma May had taught the York boys since they we
Callum had always been considerate of his fiancée. Before Camryn regained her vision, he had always been attentive to her when they ate together. Camryn loved eating fish, even with the bones. Callum would remove the bones from the fish for her, so she could enjoy the meal without any risk of choking.His attentiveness had become a habit. Callum served Camryn a generous portion of his cooking, and Camryn did the same for Trenton. She said, "Try Callum’s food. It’s good enough to rival a Michelin-star chef."Trenton enjoyed a hearty meal. He was so full that he had to lean against the wall for support.He then collapsed onto the sofa and rubbed his round belly. Callum cleared the table and washed the dishes before walking out of the kitchen. Seeing that Trenton looked stuffed, Callum approached him and said amusedly, “It’s not like you won’t get food for the next few days. Why did you eat so much?” “I couldn’t resist your food, Callum. You put love into your cooking. I couldn
Kevin and Hayden were the only ones left in the private dining room. Hayden tried to pull her hand away, but Kevin had a good hold of her. He would not let her go. “How long are you going to keep up with the act, Kevin?” Kevin lay on the table, refusing to release Hayden’s arm. “Come on. Let’s drink! One more!” Hayden scowled at him. She took a while to calm herself. Whether Kevin was faking his intoxication or not, she had to take him back to his hotel across from Jensburg Hotel. Hayden gave in and got up, then helped the drunk man out of the room. She planned to take him back to Fortress Hotel. Several minutes later, Hayden helped Kevin to a bed and laid him down. He finally let go of her hand. Since Kevin dozed off right away, Hayden believed that he must be drunk for real. Hayden bent over to remove his shoes and socks. She repositioned his sleeping posture and tucked him in before sitting by the bed to watch him. While watching him, Hayden gave him a squee
Hayden’s parents and brother were supportive of Kevin’s pursuit of her. They encouraged and helped him along the way.In fact, Hayden could not stand Kevin in the beginning but had now accepted him into his life. His unyielding pursuit finally wore her down. “Our relationship is not affected by whether or not I live my life as a woman. You know that I am a woman. If you cared what other people think, you would have left me a long time ago. Who cares what people think? The most important thing is that we are happy together.“The most I can promise you is that if we do get married, I will marry you in a wedding dress. I will be a woman that day. It is basically telling the world that you are a straight man.”After much thought, Hayden smiled. “I wonder if people will think that you make me dress up as a woman.” Kevin would be speechless to hear the comment if he was not asleep. It was possible since people thought Kevin and Hayden held the insertive and receptive roles, respec
Hayden looked callously at Celine before leaving. Her team of bodyguards worked together. Some of them stopped Celine from getting close while the rest escorted Hayden to leave. The scene was a spectacle, drawing a crowd of onlookers who gathered outside the hotel to watch the drama unfold.The hotel guests and staff had seen it all before, but they could not help but be drawn to a good juicy drama.The staff members of Fortress Hotel were proud that their boss managed to beat all his competition. They believed Hayden was meant to be with their boss. They were gleeful. “Mr. Queen! Mr. Queen! Don’t leave! I just want to have a word with you. Just a quick moment.” Celine struggled to break free from Hayden’s security detail. She tried to catch up to Hayden, but she was no match for the bodyguards. Her smile faded. She watched Hayden’s receding figure and yelled, “Mr. Queen, I just want to accompany you to attend Mr. York’s wedding.” Hayden was attending the wedding in Wil
Belinda’s secretary informed Caroline through the call, “Madam Fisher wants to see you, Ms. Fisher. She said to drop whatever you are doing and come to her immediately.” “Got it.” Caroline put down the phone, got up, walked around the desk, and strode out of her office. She was now the COO of Fisher Enterprise. Caroline was the successor to Fisher Enterprise, no matter what other people said. She was destined to take over the family business and the household.At least, that was the image Caroline projected.Secretly, Caroline was trying to pass Fisher Enterprise on to her aunt’s descendants as the company rightfully belonged to them. However, neither Audrey nor Liberty gave her a response. Carline guessed that the lack of response must be because Audrey was waiting for Zachary and Serenity’s wedding to be over. It was always calm before the storm. Caroline hoped that she could bond with Audrey and that Liberty and Serenity would see her as their aunt.She soon arri
Immediately, someone brought a large cup of water for Dylan. Imogen took the cup and handed it to him, urging him to drink. Dylan accepted the cup and drank it all in one go, which eased the spiciness in his mouth a little. “Imogen, your cousin said I need to finish these peppers, but I haven’t even eaten half yet.” Dylan looked at the basket of peppers and saw that he had not eaten even half of them. He had never eaten this much spice in his life. Right now, his throat felt like it was on fire, and his voice was hoarse. The intense heat was affecting him badly.If this had happened in Wiltspoon where the climate was warmer, after eating so many peppers, his throat would have been terribly inflamed, and he probably would have an upset stomach and a serious case of indigestion. Then, he would be stuck in the toilet for half a day.However, since it was cold in Huntington, eating a little chili every day was not a problem, though not as much as Dylan had just eaten. His stomach
“Did you need me for something, Layla?” Imogen, despite being in a rush to stop Dylan from continuing to eat the chili peppers, asked Layla.“Of course, I came to talk to you about work,” Layla replied.“But the discussion might take a while. Are you going to discuss work with me first, or go downstairs to stop Dylan from eating more peppers first?”Imogen hesitated for a moment but decided to stop Dylan first. Layla guessed that her cousin would choose Dylan and sighed inwardly. Imogen was already wrapped around Dylan's finger. However, Dylan had not entirely escaped Imogen’s influence either. Though he had not fallen in love with Imogen herself, he had fallen for her alter ego, who was still her cousin in the end.Fortunately, the woman Dylan loved was her cousin's alias. If he had chosen another woman, Layla would never have allowed her cousin to take him back. The Doyle ladies did not settle for second place.“Layla, give me about ten minutes.”“Alright, I’ll wait for you
It was already so spicy, there was no way it could get worse. Thus, following his family's advice, he began grabbing huge handfuls of chili peppers and stuffed them into his mouth. The heat made his eyes water, and it felt like his mouth was swelling from the spice. Imogen also saw the comments and watched as Dylan continued to eat the peppers in large mouthfuls. She turned off the livestream, not wanting to keep watching. However, her heart was in such a mess that she could not focus on her work. A few minutes later, she tossed her pen aside, pushed her chair away from the table as she stood up, and walked out quickly. She ran into Layla as soon as she left the office.“Layla,” Imogen called out. “You heading out?” To be honest, Layla knew the answer without asking. “He’s eaten quite a lot of chili peppers already. He doesn’t usually eat spicy food. And eating so much at once will harm his stomach.” Imogen still felt sorry for Dylan. Layla smiled, “If you're worried
The security guard brought out a basket and handed it to Dylan.Dylan took the basket and poured the bag of chili peppers into it. Next, following the live broadcast team’s instructions, he walked in front of the camera and said, “Last year, I unintentionally hurt Imogen’s pride. It was my fault, and I apologize to her.“Imogen doesn’t have time to deal with me, but Ms. Layla Doyle said that as long as I eat chili peppers on this livestream, she’ll allow me to come here every day to wait for Imogen. I’m afraid of spicy food and usually don’t eat anything spicy at all.“But for the sake of seeing Imogen and having a chance to get her forgiveness, I’m willing to accept Ms. Layla’s challenge and eat these chili peppers.”The live broadcast team was at a loss for words.Layla had not prepared a script for Dylan, but he went ahead and explained the backstory. Was that okay?Someone secretly messaged Layla to ask for her opinion. Her reply was to allow Dylan to say whatever he wanted a
Isabella had invited him to sit at the dining table and eat with them, but Austin refused. He said he was the chef, so he could just have his breakfast in the kitchen.He always remembered his position as Isabella's personal chef and did not let the fact that the others saw him in a more favorable light now go to his head and cross the line. His adherence to his principles and awareness of his position only made Isabella respect him more.Though he was one of the extremely affluent Yorks, after accepting the job as her private chef, he completely discarded his identity as a rich heir and earnestly took on the role of her personal chef.By the time Austin finished his breakfast, Isabella and the two young boys had also finished eating. He came out to clear the table.Phillip slid off his chair and said to Louis, “Isa’s passing by my preschool today. She said she’ll take me there.”He was showing off. Sure enough, Louis looked enviously at his sister. Isabella did not even glance
Austin placed the two breakfast portions on the dining table and then walked over to Isabella, who was still reading the newspaper. “Ms. Isabella, breakfast is ready.”“I’m coming, I’m coming.” Louis’s voice came from the stairs. Then, they saw him quickly running down the stairs with his schoolbag in one hand.“Louis!” Isabella called out.Louis immediately stopped, then picked up his schoolbag to carry it on his back before slowly descending the stairs step-by-step, no longer daring to run.The two boys really did have very similar personalities.“Good morning, Isa. Good morning, Austin.”Louis walked over to Isabella’s side and respectfully greeted them.“If I ever see you running down the stairs again, I’ll punish you by making you miss a week of eating Austin’s meals.”“Isa, a week is too long!” Louis instinctively tried to negotiate.“You still dare to bargain with me, huh? That shows you don’t want to change. In that case, I’ll make it a whole month.”Louis was speec
“Isa, Austin promised me that he would make cartoon-shaped snacks for us this Saturday. You won’t mind, right? I’ve already told my classmates, and they’re all coming to our house!”The little boy was also concerned about his image. He was afraid his serious eldest cousin would refuse, and if that happened, he would be so embarrassed. After all, after Austin promised him, the other kids at preschool treated him so well. They all wanted to try the cartoon-shaped snacks Austin made. However, since Austin was Isabella’s private chef, if Isabella did not agree, there would be nothing even Austin could do about it.Isabella lightly pinched Phillip’s cheek. “Since Austin’s promised, he’ll keep his word. I’ll be resting at home this weekend and won’t stop you, but don’t make a racket here. Go do it at your own house. I need to rest.”“Thanks, Isa! I’ll tell my friends not to disturb your rest. Isa, has Louis not woken up yet?”With Isa’s promise, Phillip’s little face lit up with a smil
Upon hearing that Phillip might be coming, Louis moved much faster.Isabella did not wait for her brother. She said, “Head downstairs by yourself later, and make sure to check your schoolbag to see if you’ve packed your books and water bottle.”She would not help her brother check those things. Every day, she made sure her brother checked everything himself because it was his responsibility. If their parents or employees tried to help, she would scold them.Now, their parents no longer dared to help Louis with things he could do himself. They let her take charge of him. Her parents had Louis when they were in their forties, and he was their only son. If they were the ones raising him, Isabella was sure her brother would have been spoiled beyond reason.“I know, Isa,” Louis replied, already starting to brush his teeth.After leaving her brother’s room, Isabella headed downstairs. As soon as she reached the first floor, she saw Phillip running in with his little schoolbag on his
Isabella patiently said, “No, you can’t. If you sleep for ten more minutes, time will be too tight, and we’ll hit the worst of rush hour when everyone’s heading to school or work. There’ll be too much traffic and you’ll be late. You mustn’t be late.” If her brother was constantly late, he would get used to it and start liking to sleep in. Isabella would not let him develop such a bad habit.“Isa, I won’t be late. Every day when I arrive at school, there are still plenty of classmates who haven’t arrived. I can just tell the driver to speed up.”“Absolutely not! It’s not safe to drive too fast. It doesn’t matter if the other students are late, but you can’t be late. Get up now, or I’m going to get angry.”Louis pouted.Amused, Isabella pinched his lips, saying, “Come on, get up. In two more days, it will be the weekend, and you’ll get another two days off.”“This holiday was too short.”Under his sister’s urging, Louis reluctantly sat up. “It feels like we just got let out for w