Riley Hawthorne bit her lip and said, "Brother, am I being foolish? I know he doesn’t like me, yet I can’t let go." Caden Hawthorne looked at Riley, seemingly sensing her low spirits, and asked, "What’s wrong? Still upset about Zachary Sutton?" Riley remained silent, just lowering her head. Seeing her , Caden spoke seriously, "Riley, you and Zachary are not suited for each other. Matters of the heart shouldn’t be forced. You have to learn to let go. You’re the eldest daughter of the Hawthorne Family, you deserve someone better." "Brother, why are you saying this too?" Riley couldn’t understand why she and Zachary weren’t right for each other. Just then, Vivian Lynch also woke up, her pregnant belly in tow, and came to the dining room. She smelled the aroma wafting from the kitchen and couldn’t help but walk over. When she saw Caden and Riley in the kitchen, she wore a surprised expression. "What are you two talking about?" Vivian asked. Caden walked over, helped Vivian sit down, and said, "We were talking about you, the happy mom-to-be. Come and try the breakfast I made." Then, the servant brought out the eggs Caden had fried and the cooked seafood porridge, placing them on the dining table. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs novel·fire.net Vivian looked at the breakfast in front of her, feeling deeply moved inside. "Honey, did you make all this?" Caden bent down, nodding with a smile, "The first breakfast I’ve made for my dear wife; I’m not sure if it suits your taste, try it!" Hearing this, Vivian smiled happily, "Well, then I must try it." She took a sip of the porridge, finding it delicious and free of any fishy taste, with just the right amount of seafood flavor and slight sweetness. The eggs were also perfectly fried, crispy outside and tender inside. "How is it?" Caden looked at Vivian expectantly. Vivian generously gave a thumbs up, "Honey, the breakfast you made is really tasty." Caden laughed and said, "As long as you like it, I’ll make it for you often in the future." "Sure, I once made you a bowl of egg noodles, and now you’ve made me a breakfast, we’re even." Vivian smiled lightly. Hearing this, Caden recalled when Vivian first came to the Hawthorne Family; she did make him a bowl of egg noodles. He remembered Vivian eagerly asking him then how he found it. Thinking about it now, Caden couldn’t help but chuckle; indeed, what goes around comes around. Who would’ve thought that he, the dignified head of the Hawthorne Family, would bend over backwards for his pregnant wife, cooking for her, washing her feet, and accompanying her to prenatal check-ups. "Oh, you two are being lovey-dovey again? Spare a thought for someone whose confession just failed, will you?" Riley watched Caden and Vivian’s interaction, and though she spoke with mock jealousy, she was genuinely happy for them inside. Especially seeing her brother and sister-in-law’s relationship improve, as their biggest fan, she was overjoyed. Vivian was amused by Riley’s words and laughed, "Alright, Riley, don’t be sad. You’re so wonderful, you’ll definitely meet someone better in the future." Caden also looked at Riley and said, "That’s right, Riley. You have to believe that your happiness will come sooner or later. For now, focus all your energy on work and become a better version of yourself." Riley nodded, "I understand, brother, sister-in-law. I’ll work hard to adjust myself." Everett Group, Aethelgard branch. In the office, Silas Everett looked at the resume in his hand while his assistant reported the situation to him. "President Everett, this Stella Fletcher is Vivian Lynch’s best friend. The two of them are very close. It’s said that after Vivian had a falling out with the Lynch Family that raised her, she stayed at Stella’s place for a while." Hearing this, Silas pushed up his glasses, looking at the profile in his hand with a mischievous smile, "Interesting." Then he put down the resume and told his assistant, "Go notify her boss to transfer her to the branch as a secretary." Upon hearing this, the male assistant looked surprised, "President Everett, you..." Silas turned and glared at him, "What? Do you have any objections to my decision?" Even though the male assistant couldn’t understand why Silas wanted to transfer a small employee to the branch and even promote her to be a secretary, he didn’t want to interfere with the boss’s decision, so he quickly shook his head, "No, no." Filled with doubt, the male assistant still immediately followed Silas’s instructions to inform Stella’s boss. Stella’s boss was also extremely surprised to receive the notice. He never expected that the inconspicuous employee in his company could attract the favor of the Everett Group’s branch leader. Not daring to delay, he quickly found Stella and delivered the news to her. When Stella heard the news, she widened her eyes, full of disbelief, "Boss, what are you saying? They’re transferring me to the Everett branch as a secretary? How is that possible?" Her boss smiled warmly and said, "Stella, this is real. You’re really lucky, make sure to seize this opportunity. Don’t forget your old boss when you succeed! Make sure to put in a good word for me in front of President Everett by then." Stella was filled with doubt and unease. She couldn’t understand why such a good thing would fall on her lap. At this moment, the female colleagues beside her cast envious looks, while others were full of disdain and suspicion. "Stella, you’re amazing! President Everett has only been here for a short time, and he’s already letting you go to the Everett Group branch to develop." "Yeah! If you succeed, don’t forget about us old colleagues!" "Hmph, President Everett’s only been here a few days, and you’ve latched on already." "Stella Fletcher, don’t tell me President Everett’s taken an interest in you?" Facing the doubts, Stella immediately retorted, "You’re overthinking it. I’m just an ordinary employee; how could President Everett take an interest in me?" "Stop pretending. You’re going to be the director’s secretary at the Everett branch and still say you haven’t tried to seduce President Everett?" "Please mind your words; not everyone is as dirty-minded as you are." Stella replied angrily. "Alright, stop arguing." At this moment, the boss spoke up to stop them. Then, with a flattering smile, he said to Stella, "Stella, quickly pack up and report this afternoon! Don’t keep President Everett waiting." Although Stella was full of doubt and unwillingness, she couldn’t disobey her superior’s orders. She quietly returned to her desk and started packing up. Her colleagues around her were still whispering, all kinds of guesses and gossip continuously reaching Stella’s ears. She tried her best to ignore those voices and focused on her packing. Just then, her phone rang, and seeing it was Vivian calling, she answered, "Hi, Vivian." "Stella, are you free this afternoon? Want to have tea together?" "Vivian, I’m sorry! This afternoon I have to report to the Everett Group branch."