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As the workday came to an end, Justin didn’t stay late for overtime like usual. With Alex around, he had no intention of working extra hours. After checking Alex’s assignments, he scooped him up and took the exclusive elevator straight down, leaving the office without delay. Many employees from other departments had yet to see the rumored "little prince," but those in the executive office had already stolen a few curious glances. Whispers and knowing smiles spread through the floor: “The boss is surprisingly hands-on as a dad—rich, powerful, and now, even great with kids? Unreal.”*William drove them to the supermarket first. Since Alex was spending the night at Justin’s place, he needed kids' toiletries—so they made a quick stop to pick them up. “Uncle Justin, let’s go that way,” Alex said, casually leading him toward the snack aisle after they finished shopping. Justin raised an eyebrow but went along with it. It reminded him of Haley—she loved snacks to

“Ah! Mom, what was that for?” Helen pouted, rubbing her forehead, looking utterly wronged. When Zac first came to her house, he didn’t stay over either. Was it really necessary for her mom to call her out like that? Besides, even Mr. and Mrs. White hadn’t said anything. “Ugh, I’m exhausted. I’m heading to bed.” Helen had no energy left to ask about Justin and Alex. She grabbed Zac’s hand and hurried upstairs. Seeing this, Haley immediately followed suit, not wanting to stick around for more of her mom’s nagging. Evelyn sighed. “Not a single one of you lets me have a moment of peace.” *Lying in bed, Haley stared at her phone, regretting sending Alex away. Had she been too impulsive? But watching how close Alex and Justin had gotten—closer than he was with her—made her unreasonably frustrated. She was the one who gave birth to him! Why was he bonding so quickly with Justin? They had only met a few times! How much time had they really spent together? Was it jus

“This wasn’t me!” Tom stumbled back, shaking his head furiously. His voice trembled with panic as he stared at the surveillance footage. The video was undeniable—it showed him letting Emma in, chatting briefly before stepping out, and then Emma stealing the confidential proposal. “Tom,” the team leader’s voice was cold, “the company is giving you a way out. Resign voluntarily. It’s in your best interest.” A resignation meant no termination record. He could still find another job. “It wasn’t me! It was her! Emma stole the proposal, so why am I the one getting punished? Just because she’s the boss’s woman, she gets to walk free?” His frustration boiled over, forgetting the strange attachment he once had for Emma. Tom’s anger clouded his judgment, pushing aside lingering feelings he once had for Emma. She was the one who stole the files. She was the one who carried out the act. So why wasn’t she being held accountable? How was it fair that he was the only one fo

That evening, at the Walker family dinner table, Justin sat in his usual spot at the far end, quietly adding food to Alex’s plate while the rest of the family chatted. “Have you set a date for the wedding?” Evelyn asked. “We have,” Zac replied. “October 1st—it’s a really good day.” “Good. Then we need to start making preparations.” “Are weddings in Haven State different from the ones in Merika State?”“Yeah, pretty different,” Zac explained. “Even within Haven State, traditions vary. Here, weddings usually take place in the afternoon. The bride and groom get ready separately in the morning, then meet for the ceremony around noon or later. After the vows, there’s a cocktail hour, followed by a formal reception with dinner, speeches, and dancing. Guests usually stay late into the night.”Having attended plenty of weddings, Zac summarized it as best as he could.“Noon?” Helen raised an eyebrow. “So I’ll still have to wake up at the crack of dawn?”“More like early morning,

After dinner, the Walker family gathered in the living room to go over wedding details. The venue options had already been sent over, and Helen quickly settled on an outdoor ceremony. She chose a lush hillside lawn overlooking the ocean, with the reception held indoors. A beach wedding was out of the question. She didn’t want to deal with sand getting everywhere, especially in heels. With the venue decided, the next steps were choosing a wedding dress and scheduling the photoshoot. Transportation was the least of their worries—both families had more than enough luxury cars. But deciding who would be in the wedding party, especially the send-off and pick-up groups, was proving trickier. The White family had plenty of relatives to fill spots, but the Walkers were another story. Given their background, their circle was small. Evelyn had been an orphan taken in by her former organization, meaning there were no extended family members to rely on. “So it looks like the whole