“I bought that mansion a long time ago, together with this one. It’s been empty this whole time. The renovations and interior layout are very much like this one. What do you guys think?” asked Jeremy. For a moment, Xyla didn’t know how to answer. Because of one minor oversight, many things now had to change. Since Five Batton had said that he would reside in the country permanently, her father would definitely arrange for a house for them to live together. If she kept living at her maternal home like an unmarried young lady, it would be most inappropriate. “It’s okay, Dad. Don’t I have a duplex building under my name in the city center? My husband and I can stay there instead…” she said. She couldn’t possibly agree to stay next door. If she did, that would mean having to spend every single day with Five Batton. If they didn’t stay together, her father would definitely find out. Hence, it was better to say that they would live in the city center. That place was far from home, far

“On purpose?” Stanley took a draw of the cigarette, slowly puffed out smoke, then looked calmly at her. It really was troublesome when a woman was too smart. “Were you hoping for a chance to get a raise, so you didn’t reject my father on purpose?” asked Xyla. Stanley frowned slightly. “No.” What was that assumption? “Then, that means you just want to be with me, don’t you?” Xyla wasn’t giving up on pressing the earlier question. Stanley kept quiet. Stubbing out the cigarette with one hand, he tossed it into a nearby trash can. His movements were swift, precise, and utterly captivating. His gaze gently traveled across her face. “What do you think?” Staring at his calm expression, Xyla gradually removed the suspicions inside her heart. She must have been thinking too much. Judging from all their time spent together, right up until this very moment, Xyla felt that Five Batton was not a person who hungered for money. It was like he thought money was crap. They had not bee

“So, the dishes I made the other day were sweet?” exclaimed Xyla in disbelief. If that was true, that would mean that everything she cooked had been inedible. “Yeah,” replied Stanley softly. That sweet dinner had left a deep impression on him. “It wasn’t edible at all, was it? I’m sorry.” “It was delicious,” Stanley answered casually. “How could it be delicious? I used sugar instead of salt!”Although Xyla had never eaten dishes that only tasted sweet, she could imagine just how disgusting it tasted. “I like sweet things,” he said. Xyla felt warm inside. While Five Batton looked apathetic on the outside, he was quite a warm person on the inside. He knew how to comfort and care for others. “Alright, stop saying things you don’t mean. Be honest, you tossed away all the dishes that day, didn’t you?” “I didn’t,” he answered. Xyla was stunned. “Did… did you finish them?” she probed. “Yeah.” Xyla immediately gave him a big thumbs up. “Amazing.”Pointing his chiseled

“Zack must have told you what needs to be said, right?” asked Wilson, sounding grave. “Yeah,” Stanley answered calmly, showing no emotional disturbance in his tone. “There’s something important that I forgot to ask Zack to pass on to you, so I’ll say it now. If there’s something you don’t understand while spending time with my daughter-in-law, remember to ask me. No one’s better at love than I am.”His tone was filled with confidence, like a certain dopey Mr. President. Stanley slowly huffed out a mouthful of smoke. “… Got it.” “You stupid brat. I always thought you were gay, and was even mentally prepared for you to bring Zack home and announce your relationship with him,” said Wilson. He was not shy to speak his mind. Stanley held his forehead in defeat. In his heart, he wondered how could such a straight man like him be gay?When Zack, who was standing beside Stanley, heard what Wilson said, his lips started twitching as he reconsidered his life choices. Exactly what was

Upon entering, Xyla led Stanley upstairs and pushed open the door of the first bedroom. It was just as extravagant as the first floor. French windows occupied an entire wall of the room. And there were many other glorious features, such as a large open balcony, a comfortable king-size bed, a large closet that occupied another wall, a high-end desktop, and more. The bedsheet and pillow covers were a dark blue color—this color coordination made the room feel grander and classier. “How is it? Do you like it? I picked out the bed covers for you last night. They’re all new. If you don’t like the colors, you can switch it out. There are many other sets in the closet. I moved the computer over from next door. It has the best specs configuration. If you like to play games, it’ll definitely give you a whole new gaming experience,” said Xyla. “Yeah, I like it,” said Stanley faintly. He could tell that she had put a lot of effort into decorating the room. “That’s good then. That’s the t