Over the next three days, every housework in the mansion was completed swiftly and properly. Sue was efficient with every task as if she was constantly charged, even occasionally helping Lulu with Star while cooking.Watching as Sue worked around the living room, Lulu eventually could not resist asking, "Don't you feel tired? You'll wear yourself out if you do this every day, and your family needs you too. You can actually have two days off every week, but with the same pay."As a fellow woman, she certainly could empathize with Sue.Aside from her job as a domestic helper, she would always ask for a couple hours' leave every day to care for her husband back home, cooking and preparing everything he would need. She would also be assisting him with personal hygiene, as well as taking him for regular checkups—machine assistance only helped that much."I'm fine—I should do this much when you're paying me so generously." Sue smiled earnestly as she scratched her head, chagrined. "Being
Even as spoke, Vivian began to make a friendly gesture to take Sue's hands, but she hesitated and withdrew when she saw Sue's tanned, callus-filled skin.As for Sue, she did not say a word since she was keen to see what Vivian was up to—she had lived long enough to learn to judge a person's character by now.Soon, as Vivian took her to an expensive cafe for breakfast, Sue texted Lulu to tell her that Vivian was meeting her in private. Still, she would have to wait for Vivian to tell her what she was up to."How has work been? Are you getting used to my home?" Vivian said as she pushed a coffee and a slice of cake toward Sue.Though she appeared caring, Sue sharply noticed her wording: she had used my home, and not Mr. Slate's home.She was no one to him, and it was curious why she would speak as if she belonged.So it seemed that she was a woman who intended to rise to the top by marrying rich.In the past, Sue would have felt guilty for judging a person so shallowly. However, i
So, Vivian was trying to put her on her payroll? Sue had been working for a good family before and certainly never experienced this.However, there was one thing she knew—to never take what was not hers.Even if she did, she would eventually pay the consequences and be left worse off than now.That was why she must never fall to temptation, not to mention that Mr. Slate was paying her well!Moreover, it was all thanks to Wendy fighting for her. There was no way she would work against Wendy!And having worked at Monsoon for a while, she knew how much rich families pay their maids. Three grand per month was already good, and Mr. Slate paid her three and a half! If anything, even the maids in Monsoon would be jealous of her, and it was all the more reason for her to say no!"I'm afraid I can't do it," she told Vivian, thickening her accent to make her seem even more ignorant. "Us bumpkins only know things like housework. I really can't do what you've asked me to."Vivian frowned, a
Slate Industries was just outbid in a project tender by just ten grand, and not even the cleaners would believe there was not a mole.However, no one could tell who it was—the company's auditors had not the faintest clue.Either way, the outcome points to one cause: Whoever the mole was, they were high in rank.Otherwise, they would not have access to the company's sensitive files, down to the bid amount.A man strode into the meeting room amid the tense atmosphere."Mr. Slate, the board's threatening to sell their shares," Ken Dawson told Zachary, whispering into the latter's ear.Ken was dressed casually and sticking out like a sore thumb compared to the other sharply dressed professionals in the room. It certainly reflected his easy-going nature, but he was assuredly on Zachary's side.And to Zachary, things just got worse—if those shareholders really sold their shares, their share prices would dip.They already lost a project, and if their stock market performance were affe
Panic showed on Sue's face, and she turned toward Zachary as she hung up. He was still patting Star on the back as he nodded assuringly at Sue. "You may leave if it's urgent. I'll have my chauffeur drive you home."He knew about Sue's family's circumstances and therefore offered a generous salary while helping her family as much as she could, as long as she showed loyalty."Thank you so much, Mr. Slate! You're such a good man!" Sue exclaimed, using plain words since she was too down-to-earth to offer flattery. She hurried toward the front door, almost tripping over herself. "Slow down," Lulu said with a smile, and she nodded.Once Sue left, Zachary said, "I'm curious as to how you'd managed to earn such praise from Mrs. Lambert."Lulu noticed that Star had just fallen asleep in Zachary's arms and took her out of his hands—the proximity between them making his heart skip a beat just then. "I'm just putting to use what I've learned. She was just exaggerating," Lulu said, putt
Lulu then added, "Also, I'm being paid very generously—there's no need to pay me more."She would not take more money from Zachary, not to mention that she was not short on money.In fact, being allowed to work here for Zachary was something money could not buy.Moreover, she could spend a month with Star in Zachary's absence.Zachary nodded, "Thank you very much."Lulu rose to her feet and nodded as well. "It's nothing—it's my job. I'll be carrying my phone constantly, and I'll go bring my effects over if there's nothing else now."Zachary nodded, reclining against the couch once Lulu left, since it was one concern resolved.Lulu took some medicine and went to bed after reaching home—she was still too weak to stay up for too long.She was feeling muddled when she remembered that she should watch some videos online for a weaning diet, and she was getting up just as her phone rang."Irene?" she answered—it was around noon in Franconia. -Irene was sitting at a cafe with her
Irene's heart sank as she remembered Lulu's current appearance—she certainly would not be able to recognize Lulu either.However, personalities do not change easily unlike appearances.If Zachary felt nothing, it was either him being too stupid, or he never loved her."Anyway, just watch out—Zachary's not that easily tricked," she warned Lulu.Lulu was lying in bed, staring at the ceiling as she sighed. "I know. I'll be more careful for Star's sake."She was willing to do anything as long as she could stay in Zachary's house, taking care of Star as they grew up.After hanging up, Lulu fell asleep, but her dreams were troubling as she would often remember her torment during those hellish days. She therefore woke up early, quickly gathering all the stuff she would need before heading to Zachary's mansion.Zachary was just leaving the nursery when she arrived. "Good morning. Star woke up once last night. She's now asleep again after I changed her diapers."Lulu hurried inside to
Sue fought back her tears and told her son to stay, and call her if anything came up.When she arrived, Lulu gave her a large black bag. "I'm lending you this money. There's fifty grand there to pay for whatever you need right now."Lulu then took out an IOU and a pen, passing both to Sue.She signed it without hesitation—she would never let her husband die under her watch."Don't worry," she told Lulu. "I'll definitely find a way to repay you."Lulu clapped an assuring hand on her shoulder—everyone would always have a time of need.She could also tell that Sue had her own principles and therefore drafted the IOU earlier so that Sue would accept the loan."Go. I'll talk to Mr. Slate about your situation," she said with a smile.Overwhelmed, Sue gave Lulu a hug before hurrying away.After she left, Lulu withdrew $400,000 from the card Zachary gave her before.Zachary was just resting his eyes when he got a text notification and was soon frowning.Was Lulu or Star in trouble?
Soon after the wedding, Mr. Fowler proposed for Stan to work at his company to get used to the work over there.He was worried as he did not have much time left, and it would not do if he was gone before the proper arrangements were made.Still, Stan returned to Franconia with Isaac and his family, sorting out things at work and finishing every task he had on hand.While Isaac used to have a lot of free time with Stan around, he was just slightly busier after Stan left. After all, no company should operate in a way that losing a single person would stall all their operations.And after a week, Stan sorted out all the remaining tasks he had in Franconia and returned to Zidonia to start work at the Fowlers' family business.While Stan had property in Zidonia too, he moved into the Fowlers' mansion, but not as a live-in son-in-law. He was simply aware of Mr. Fowler's illness, and Rea wanted to spend more time with her parents.And as the son-in-law, he was obliged to do that much.
Despite feeling wistful, Mr. Fowler eventually passed Rea's hand to Stan. "I hope you will both cherish each other from now on."Rea told him, "We will."Thereafter, it was the usual proceedings of a wedding, with exchange of rings and vows, the wedding speech, and the luncheon!Though everything went smoothly, Mrs. Fowler could not help shedding tears.She was pleased that her daughter was finally getting married, especially since she was looking forward to this.But now that Rea really did marry, she was worried that her life might get difficult and unhappy.Such was the worrisome nature of mothers.-Later, Stan led Rea to Isaac's table.They were all acquainted, but Stan introduced everyone once again to reacquaint them with Rea.After all, she was no longer Zachary's friend's cousin now, but Stan's wife.Erin was grinning from ear to ear. "Congratulations.""Thank you." Rea smiled in return."Congrats," Baby said, imitating the adults.Rea reached out to stroke his c
Zachary said, "I heard you sealed the deal with Rea Fowler, and her family is preparing for your wedding."Stan smiled. "I'm the look of success—getting a girl couldn't be simpler. See? I'm getting married already.""Well, I guess we're all taken now," Erin said.Tommy poked his head up just then. "Congratulations, Uncle Stan.""Thank you." Stan chuckled, patting his head."Also, I heard that you're marrying into the Fowler family?" Zachary asked.Everyone turned to stare at Stan in shock, but it was understandable.Stan was not that modest that he would have to go that far—he had money and was successful enough to afford a wife.Still, Zachary—who knew the Fowlers—suggested, "To be fair, they do need someone to take care of the family business…"-Either way, it meant that Irene's family would be delaying their return trip to Franconia.After all, none of them had expected to attend Stan's wedding so soon after Zachary's.Stan himself did not expect that either, as he had
"What's the problem? We've already slept together," Rea said as she put her clothes on.She frowned as Stan was still on the bed and not moving. "What, are you going to stay in my bed forever?""What am I supposed to wear?" Stan shrugged. "You haven't brought my clothes here.""I'll get it for you."Rea remembered his suitcase then and hurried downstairs to bring it up."Wear whatever you like. I'll be waiting downstairs," she said and hurried away.Stan got out of bed and put on a suit—it was only right to dress formally when it came to discussing marriage.After cleaning up and heading downstairs, he found Rea sandwiched by her parents.Stan had no idea if she had already mentioned it, but both Mr. and Mrs. Fowler were both staring at him, leaving him further tense.Clearing his throat, Stan began, "Excuse me, but—""Yes, we agree to you marrying our daughter.""You mean marrying into our family," Rea corrected them.Everyone else was staring at her before asking all at o
If Rea asked her parents now, they would only get sad, and life would become difficult for everyoneWhat should she do to make them happy?Right, she could get married! Her parents would definitely be pleased. As for the choice of bridegroom, did she not have one readily available here?If Stan could pretend to be her boyfriend, he could definitely be her husband too.They could fake their marriage if they had to!Putting the medical file back where she found it, she wobbled up to her feet and left the room.Stan had yet to step out of the bathroom when she returned, so she sat on the bed and waited.After a while, Stan stepped out with a towel around his waist and paused when he saw Rea sitting there. "Where are my clothes?" He asked, presuming that Rea had forgotten since there was nothing on the bed or the table. "My suitcase is still in your car trunk."Rea turned toward him. "Let's get married."Stan was left speechless for a moment and soon chuckled, "Did you forge
Mrs. Fowler smacked her daughter, but while Rea thought she was angry, she said instead, "Just do your best."Rea's mind was blown—were her parents bewitched? They were completely different from before! A long time ago, her parents had used to tell her that she did not have to marry as long as she was happy.But later on, they had persistently sent her on blind dates… and now, they were telling her to seduce a man?Touching her mother's forehead, Rea asked, "Are you sick?"Mrs. Fowler slapped her hand off. "Your dad and I are leaving now.""Yeah." Mr. Fowler nodded. "The chauffeur is waiting."Rea walked them to the door and watched as their car left before returning inside.She did not go upstairs since Stan was asleep, and she would be bored—she was the type who just could not sit still.However, it was inappropriate if she left since that would leave nobody home.In her boredom, she thought of pranking Stan. She headed upstairs to find him asleep, and soundly at that.Ca
Unable to argue against her parents, Rea said, "Fine, fine. Whatever you say."Mrs. Fowler smiled. "Then help Stan upstairs to get some rest.""Which room?" Rea asked.Mrs. Fowler realized with a start and quickly said, "Oh, there's no bedding in the guest room… So let him stay in your room."Rea was left staring at her in shock. "When did you get so open-minded? Letting a man stay in your daughter's room?"Mrs. Fowler shrugged. "What can he do when he's drunk?""Haven't you heard of drunken fumbles?" Rea asked.Both Mr. and Mrs. Fowler shook their heads at the same time. "Nope."Rea was left totally speechless—this was just outrageous!She would think that Stan was actually their son, if it was not for the fact that they were not acquainted before.They were not like this before either—even if they were urging her to get married, they were not throwing her at a man like this!Mr. Fowler then said, "If anything happens, we'll demand that he takes responsibility and marries y
"I get it," Stan replied quietly. "I wouldn't have been upset even if you didn't explain yourself. But since you did, I forgive you."Rea's brow creased as she pursed her lips. "See? I knew it. We really shouldn't be too nice to you."While Stan was speechless, Mrs. Fowler was enthusiastically putting food on Stan's plate. "This is our family's favorite dish. Try it."Stan nodded after a bite. "It's good."Mrs. Fowler smiled, while Mr. Fowler poured him a glass of wine. "Can you hold your liquor?"Stan smiled. "More or less.""You're being humble now." Mr. Fowler smiled at him. "You're definitely a good drinker.""A little."Rea had enough right then. "Dad, Stan has work to do, and he has to return to Franconia tomorrow. You're going to make things difficult for him."Mr. Fowler smiled awkwardly. "Right…" "You think?" Rea huffed, snatching his wine away. "Everyone only gets to have one glass."Mr. Fowler glared at Rea. "Party pooper."Rea shrugged. "I'm doing this for your
Rea turned her head aside. "Then what's your hobby?"Stan did a double take and remembered his life… which was work and more work.It had been years since he took leave, and he would not get to goof off the last few days if it had not been for Zachary's wedding.Hobby? He certainly did not have anything like that.Now that he thought about it, his life was boring and monotonous, and he did not have anyone very close.That was why he wanted a kind, understanding wife to care and offer him company while he took care of her needs.When he looked up at Rea, he clearly felt that she was not for him—he needed someone to take care of him, but with her, he would be busy taking care of her instead."You're looking at me weirdly," Rea suddenly said."How so?" Stan asked.Rea moved closer, looking him in the eyes and asking solemnly, "Don't tell me—you've fallen for me?""You don't just suffer from a flawed personality—you're narcissistic too."Stan pursed his lips and checked the tim