"How is that our problem?" Mary retorted. "It was Leopold who was unreasonable when he failed to manage Anthony. We were just preparing in advance to avoid being sabotaged by the Stirling family. What's wrong with that?""Landon should have understood our position," Mary continued to fume. "If the Stirlings had really abandoned him wouldnât we have helped him?""Do we have to wait until our family is dragged down and left with nothing before weâre satisfied? Landon doesnât understand, does he?" Mary said, her face contorted with frustration. "Whether he understands or not is his own business. This time, he must handle our affairs," Connor asserted firmly."Yes," Mary agreed.Connor began investigating Emmaâs background, but Emma had no idea about what was unfolding. She was simply enjoying her recent happiness. Everything, from her career to her family, was going remarkably well. With the busy store, a cute child at home, and a considerate husband, Emma was experiencing for the
Phoebeâs words made the customers smile. Indeed, the store had always been involved in charity. A store that engaged in charitable work and had such a conscientious owner could not possibly mistreat her parents.Barbara had not anticipated that the managerâs words would shift the gaze of those around her. She sighed heavily and choked up, âThen... please tell her... that Mom and Dad miss her a lotâŠâBarbara left in a hurry, without even taking the cake Phoebe offered. Her eyes were red as she walked briskly out of the store.Phoebe struggled to maintain her smile, but on the inside, she cursed Barbara. It was so typical of someone to make it seem like Emma had done something wrong.Phoebe kept her face neutral despite her inner turmoil. She casually made her way to a corner of the store where no customers could see and quickly pulled out her phone to call Emma.Emma had just changed her clothes and was sitting down at the dining table. When she saw the call from Phoebe, sh
Landon nodded. âWhen the owner of a company is alienated from everyone, how can the companyâs products be trusted?âFor the sake of the companyâs reputation, Stirling Group should probably consider replacing its leader,â Landon said calmly despite the situation. He knew without a doubt that it was the work of his relatives.Emma bit her lip in frustration. âThat foolish woman!âWho were they when compared to the Stirlings? People like herself had no business meddling in such conflicts. Frankly, they were not even worth her time.âIâll go with you tomorrow,â Landon offered.Emma looked at Landon. âIâm sorry to trouble you.âLandon smiled. âYouâre still apologizing? Itâs my fault for involving you.âEmma saw Landonâs smile and pressed her lips together. âIf they donât consider us family, then we shouldnât consider them as family either.ââItâs best to love oneself.âEmma spoke with utmost seriousness. She used to feel immense sympathy for her mother. Knowing that her father wa
Emma felt immensely relieved as she walked outside. She was grateful for her rationality, which prevented her from letting her emotions run wild. She understood her position and knew that some feelings, while intense, were not meant to be acted upon.When Emma returned to the dining table, Asher looked up at her in confusion. âMommy, arenât you going out?ââNot anymore,â Emma replied with a smile. âDaddy solved the problem, so I donât need to go anymore.âAsherâs eyes widened in delight as he turned to look at Landon. âYouâre amazing, Daddy!âLandon chuckled and ruffled Asherâs hair. âBecause Dad worked hard at eating his meals and studying when he was young, heâs able to do great things now.âHe glanced at Emma, proud of his new approach to teaching Asher, hoping for her approval.Emma was taken aback. Was Landon seeking praise from her? How could someone as accomplished as Landon want her approval?Landonâs smile deepened at Emmaâs astonished reaction.Unaware of the exch
Landon smiled. He picked up a piece of egg with his fork and gently raised it to Emma's mouth. âEat this while Asher is still asleep.âEmma was momentarily stunned and felt tears welling up in her eyes. She had seen scenes like that on TVâparents cooking in the kitchen while their children ran up to them. The parent would lovingly scoop out a special treat from the pot, quickly cool it, and quietly place it in the child's mouth. They would share a knowing smile, savoring their private moment together.Emma had always envied that natural, intimate bond and the effortless affection the couple shared. She had never experienced it herself until she became a mother. She then found herself unexpectedly immersed in that very feeling.Overcome with emotion, she did not think twice about the formality of the situation. Without hesitation, she took a bite of the egg. The taste was incredibly delightful, more than she could have imagined. The sense of happiness she felt enveloped her com
When Emma arrived at her parents' house, she immediately heard Barbaraâs biting remark, âOh, isnât this my wealthy daughter?âEmma did not want to bandy words with Barbara and got straight to the point, âWhat did they offer you to make you come here and cause trouble for me?âBarbaraâs eyes widened in outrage. âWhat nonsense are you talking about?âYou donât visit all year, and now you come back here to make unfounded accusations?â Barbara said indignantly. âHow did I end up raising such an ungrateful child?âEmma knew Barbaraâs nature all too well. Even if Barbara denied it, Emma would not believe her. âYour denial is pointless.âIâm just warning you. Do you really think theyâre giving you benefits out of the kindness of their hearts?â Emmaâs voice was cold. âThey may be throwing out my husband and me today, but they can just as easily do the same to you tomorrow. Crushing you would take nothing more than a snap of the fingers.âYouâd have given up everything for empty promi
âGo ask a lawyer,â Barbara said confidently. âYour husband is rich, isnât he? His company must have lawyers. Go check if you can get out of supporting me.âEmma had long been accustomed to Barbaraâs way of speaking. Just as her mother understood her, she understood her mother equally well.âExtortion and blackmail carry criminal charges, you know. So when youâre in prison, even if I wanted to support you, I wouldnât be able to!â Emmaâs words pierced Barbara deeply. She stared at Emma in disbelief.Barbara had never expected Emma to speak to her that way. âHave you gone mad?â Barbara asked.âItâs you whoâs mad!â Emma coldly stared at Barbara. âIâm warning you to stay out of this matter, or youâll face consequences you canât handle!â Emmaâs voice was icy.âWhat consequences?â Barbara roared. âTheyâve offered me two million dollars. What have you given me? Youâve been more trouble than cattle. At least cattle can be slaughtered for meat at the end of the year. What good have yo
Barbara was shaking with anger. "So, this is how you treat your mother, huh?âIf you have any guts, why donât you show them outside? You're just like your fatherâalways taking it out on your own family!â Barbara scolded, her words flowing effortlessly.Emma had heard those same words countless times over the past 20 years of her life. She could recall every shift in tone and every emphasis on each word as if they were etched into her memory.However, this time, something was different. Emma realized her heart no longer hurt and she was not even angry. It was as if, in that instant, she had unlocked a door, freeing herself from a dark, suffocating space where she had been trapped for so long. She felt completely liberated.The suffocating pressure that used to overwhelm her was gone. The fear and uncertainty that once gripped her were no more. For the first time, she looked carefully at her mother, who was yelling at her with all her might.Emma observed every detailâher motherâs f
âOf course, marriage is about mutual benefit. You treat me well, and I treat you well in return. You help me shoulder life's pressures, and I offer you support. Thatâs what fosters a stable marriage,â Emma stated matter-of-factly.âIt wonât work if one side keeps giving while the other takes without giving anything in return.âAnd sometimes, it may seem like one side isnât contributing, but there are always invisible sacrifices being made.âOtherwise, how could any marriage last?â Landon wrapped his arms around Emma and sighed softly. âYou know, what I love most about you is your clear understanding of things.âYou give me a sense of security,â Landon said candidly. He knew Emma was not the type to overthink things as she was a very reasonable person.âYou see, Asher has grown so optimistic and cheerful because of you. Being with you makes me feel incredibly at ease. Thatâs something money canât buy.âEmma thought seriously for a moment. âIf you need comfort, I feel like ther
Emma froze, her curiosity piqued. âWhat did you learn?âShe was not surprised that Asher had absorbed her lessons as that was her goal in teaching him. But what had Landon learned? âI learned a lot,â Landon replied with a smile. âFor example, your attention to detail and patience, your tolerance for others, and your ability to handle situations calmlyââEmma laughed, breaking his train of thought. âStop, stop, stop! If you keep going, I might start believing I'm some kind of superhero! Iâd be even better than you!â âThen I'd really be lacking in self-awareness if I think that,â Landon said as he wrapped his arms around her. âYou genuinely possess many admirable qualitiesâexactly what I need.ââAlright, alright... what you need,â Emma replied casually.Landon gently tapped her shoulder. âAre you brushing me off?âEmma pouted. âYou hit meâŠâLandon hurriedly rubbed her shoulder. âDid it hurt?âHe had not even used enough force to swat a fly but hearing Emma say it made him do
People loved to take advantage of a good deal, and after consulting the owner, the manager anticipated such behavior from the customers when he proposed the solution. Besides, both the owner and the manager possessed a broader vision. They understood that they could not let a small financial loss tarnish their restaurant's reputation.The way they handled the incident turned into a great advertising opportunity. Those diners who experienced the situation firsthand became loyal customers. They now had a favorable impression of the restaurant and would be the first to recommend it for future gatherings or family outings. No amount of traditional advertising could rival the power of genuine recommendations from friends and family.Both the restaurant owner and manager knew how to effectively navigate a business crisis. What could have been a damaging situation had transformed into positive publicity due to their prompt action.âLet Daddy explain the specifics of the business
The restaurant manager politely apologized and thanked them before clearing all the food from the table. Emma smiled. "I really like this restaurant."Landon nodded, recognizing that this was a business that understood customer service. Just then, Emma spotted Asherâs confused expression. "Those dishes we had earlier might have been touched by that lady."If someone used a spoon that others had already used to scoop food for me, would you be pleased by that?" Asher shook his head vigorously. "Not at all!""Exactly! So, the food that might have come into contact with that lady's saliva was removed and destroyed by the restaurant staff," Emma continued. Asher looked concerned at Emmaâs words. "That's such a waste!" "It is, but there's no other option," Emma sighed lightly. "If someone were to get sick from eating that food, it would be much worse. That was a terrible mistake that the lady made. "So the restaurant staff wants to make sure that the mistake was dealt with the
Asher nodded energetically. âYes!ââExactly! So, making mistakes isnât scary, and not knowing things isnât scary either. The key is to admit it boldly,â Emma explained.âWhen we make a mistake, we correct it. If we donât know something, and it doesnât affect others, we donât have to learn it if we donât want to.âBut if it impacts others, we need to learn from it,â she continued.âJust like that lady earlier, she needed to learn not to use shared tongs to serve food. But for something like not wanting to do someoneâs makeup, thatâs okay, she doesnât have to learn that.âShared tongs are necessary for everyone, and they canât be replaced. If you donât want to do someoneâs makeup, they can find someone else to help. That service can be substituted.âAsher listened intently and nodded his head. âI understand now, Mommy!âLandon watched the entire exchange and silently marveled at Emmaâs approach. She had a knack for using examples from Asherâs own experiences to explain things, m
Asher beamed up at Emma, a sense of pride shining on his face.Emma finally gathered her emotions and turned to Asher. âMommy makes mistakes too, Ash.âAsherâs smile faltered as confusion washed over him. âHuh?âEmma chuckled softly and ruffled his hair. âItâs not just Mommy who makes mistakes, Daddy does too.ââReally?â Asher exclaimed as he turned to look at Landon. His face was filled with disbelief.Landon smiled, though he was unsure where Emma was going with the conversation. Nevertheless, he cooperated without hesitation. âThatâs right. Daddy makes mistakes too.âAsherâs mouth hung open in surprise, clearly shocked to learn that his impressive parents could also err.âNot just your parents,â Emma continued with a smile, âeven people who are more capable than us make mistakes.ââWhy?â Asher asked, furrowing his brows in confusion. âIf everyone makes mistakes, then why do we even learn?ââBecause we work hard to make fewer mistakes and try our best not to cause trouble
âWhat disruption? Youâre just bullying your customers because your business is big!â The middle-aged woman exploded in anger. âDonât think Iâm easy to push around. Iâm calling the police!âThe restaurant manager nodded calmly. âPlease do. Since your actions have caused damage to our establishment, we will also hold you accountable for those damages.ââDamages? What damages?â the woman shouted, stomping her feet in frustration.Unfazed, the manager responded evenly, âBecause of your actions, we now need to remove and replace all the food at the serving stations. Youâll be responsible for covering those losses.âAnd if any customers request refunds because of this, weâll refund them in full. If they ask for compensation, weâll provide that too. All of these expenses will be your responsibility.âThe woman nearly exploded at the managerâs words. âYouâre deluded!âCome on, son, weâre leaving!â She yanked her sonâs arm, pulling him toward the exit.But the restaurant staff was not ab
Since Asher had decided to eat one piece of cake himself, he chose fewer cakes, worried that he would not be able to finish them.âLook at that! Heâs already learning how to make his own choices,â Emma thought proudly.Emma followed Asherâs lead, picking up the cakes he wanted. Just as they were about to leave, Asher suddenly grabbed her sleeve.Puzzled, Emma looked down and asked, âWhat is it, sweetie?ââTheyâre using tongs to feed each other,â Asher said, frowning in displeasure.Emma glanced over and saw a middle-aged woman holding a pair of tongs, about to feed a cake to her son. The boy, around eight or nine, reached out to take the cake with his hand, but the woman pulled the tongs back and scolded him, âDonât use your hands! Just open your mouth.âEmma felt her face flush in disbelief. âWhat are they thinking?â she protested quietly.The woman did not want her son to use his hands, claiming it was dirty, yet she was about to feed him with the tongs that everyone used to
Landon smiled. âI like eating too. Our whole family does. But what I enjoy most is eating with all of you.âAsher quickly agreed, âIâm always happy when I eat with Mommy and Daddy.âThe family of three arrived at the buffet. Thankfully, Emma had already reserved a spot using her phone while they were still on the road.They headed straight to a small private room, ordered their food through the app, and waited for the server to bring it.âMommyâŠâ Asher called as he tugged at Emmaâs shirt. âI want some cake.âEmma laughed and put on her sunglasses. âLetâs go get some cake.âAsher beamed with excitement. âOkay!â With one hand he held Emmaâs hand tightly, while he swung the other one back and forth enthusiastically. He hurried along, and his wide, gleaming eyes searched eagerly for the cake display ahead.âMommy, over there!â He spotted the table filled with cakes in an instant.Even though he was thrilled to see the cakes, Asher did not let go of Emmaâs hand or rush ahead.