Jerome walked out of the mansion with a heavy heart. He knew he would be in danger, and Eleanor might also be in danger. He would have to tighten security around her. He quickly drove to his mansion and saw his wife happily chatting with the maid.“Jasmine, you know what it is. The man almost scared me to death."“So what did you do after you found out he was your neighbor?" Jasmine asked.“Well, what else could I have done? He helped walk me to my room." Eleanor responded, narrating what happened between her and Nathan.“Ahem, ahem,” Jerome cleared his throat, having stood there listening to them while the women were busy chatting.“Sir," Jasmine said respectfully.“You are here," Eleanor said with a bright smile.“Mm, how have you been doing?" Jerome kissed her forehead. Jasmine was used to this.“Thanks to Jasmine, my day has been interesting.... At the Caddel mansion…Old Master Caddel sat on the bed glancing through some graphic paper. Old Lady Caddel sat beside him applying fac

“Grandmother, I am sorry. There are many chefs at the mansion. I thought there was no need."“You thought there was no need?" The old lady picked up a spoon and took a bite of the BBQ Ribs; it glistened with a sweet and tangy sauce. The meat was tender and juicy, falling off the bone with a touch. The sauce had a hint of spice balanced by the sweetness of the brown sugar. The ribs were served with a side of creamy coleslaw and baked beans.The old lady couldn't resist the sweet taste of the ribs and took a second piece. As the BBQ Ribs touched her tongue, she experienced a burst of flavor. The smoky sweetness of the sauce was complemented by the tender, juicy meat. The spices added a bit of heat but not so much that it overwhelmed the other flavors. You could taste the subtle notes of garlic and onion, as well as the richness of the barbecue sauce. The texture was perfect, not too chewy and not too soft. As she chewed, the flavors melded together, creating a symphony of taste. It was

“Honey, I'm sorry. Can you please open the door?" the old man pleaded, but there was silence."Honey, I brought you some food. Open the door," he said again, using his last card. He had already guessed this might happen, so he left a piece of meat, dividing it into two so his wife wouldn't know it was just a piece.When Mrs. Caddel heard her husband leave her some food, she quickly stood up from the bed and opened the door without hesitation. "Where is the food?""So if not for the food, you wouldn't have opened the door?" the old man inquired with a helpless tone."Are you giving the food or not?" She wasn't ready for any emotional games.Mr. Caddel sighed deeply and gave her two pieces of meat. "Thank you, honey," her mood suddenly changed. Her angry expression turned playful.She scrutinized the meat and said, "Why are these ribs smaller than the ones you gave me in the kitchen?""It's because some were bigger," the old man blurted. Only after the words were out did he realize he h

“Miss Rosca, I really underestimated you," Lambon said with admiration in his eyes. This is the kind of woman he wants. He will get her at all costs.Rosca saw the greediness in his eyes and scoffed. 'You want to marry me, huh, dream on,' she thought to herself.They traded blows, each trying to get the upper hand. Lambo's brute force was no match for Rosca's speed and agility. She ducked and dodged his attacks, landing blows of her own. Lambon grunted in pain, but he kept coming. He threw a wild haymaker that Rosca barely managed to avoid. The fight was getting desperate. Rosca knew she had to end it soon, or she'd tire out.With a quick feint, she caught Lambon off guard and landed a solid hit to his jaw. He staggered back, dazed. Rosca took the opportunity to end it. With a well-placed kick, she sent Lambon sprawling to the ground."Son, you can't lose this battle! " Mrs. Lambon shouted. It will be a disgrace if his son loses a fight to a woman."See, I told you my daughter would w

It is getting late, and the old master has still not returned. The butler began to worry. He picked up his phone and was about to call when he saw the message the driver sent him. He tried to call the chauffeur, but his phone was switched off.“Oh no, there is a fire on the mountain," he started panicking. He quickly dialed Jerome's number.“Butler, is everything alright?" he said."Young master, I just saw the chauffeur's message. He said the old master might be in danger.” His tone was trembling."Where did he say he was going?” Jerome clenched his fist.“His best friend Isaac called him. He went with the chauffeur.”"Have you called the chauffeur?”"Yes, I can't reach him.”"Try to see if you can reach the chauffeur. Make sure grandmother doesn't know about it. In case she asks, just tell her there is an emergency, and father is traveling to his hometown. He will call her once he gets there. I will use every means to reach him before tomorrow.”"Ok sir, I will do exactly that.”"Je