The next day, New Year’s Day. Talia returned to The Rhodes Family. This text is hosted at novel※fire.net Lillian and Shawn Rhodes were at home. As soon as Talia entered the door, Lillian greeted her with a smile, "Talia, you’re back! We’re just about to eat, go wash your hands first." Talia had a hangover last night and didn’t wake up until eleven in the morning. She quickly took a shower, changed clothes, and drove home, just in time for lunch. Jasmine came running in little leather shoes, clinging to Talia’s leg, "Sis!" Talia smiled and pulled a thick red envelope from her bag, handing it to Jasmine, "Happy New Year’s Day, Jasmine." The young girl smiled sweetly, took the red envelope, and gave Talia a smacking kiss on the cheek. Shawn Rhodes handed over a bag, "Your New Year’s gift, open it and see." Talia took it, curious, and opened it. Inside was a key and a property certificate. Shawn Rhodes spoke calmly, "Talia, this apartment is very close to your office, convenient for work. You young people like to celebrate New Year’s . This is your New Year’s gift from Dad, the car was chosen by Aunt Lillian, it’s in the garage, you can take a look after eating." Talia’s eyes warmed, a wave of warmth flowed through her heart, "Thank you, Dad. Thank you, Aunt." Their intentions, she accepted. After the meal, Talia casually flipped through her phone and noticed a friend request on WeChat. Her heart suddenly tightened. She instinctively held her breath and clicked, disappointment spreading. Ethan Grant’s WeChat had long been blocked and deleted by her, so he couldn’t add Talia, and he used a different account. Originally, Talia couldn’t tell who it was, but he wrote an additional message. [Did you and Adrian break up?] [I always said men are the same, but you didn’t believe it. Talia, come back to me.] Seeing these two messages, Talia felt as if she’d swallowed a fly, uncomfortable. She didn’t approve, directly rejecting the messages from this person. The car Shawn Rhodes gifted was a white Rolls-Royce Phantom, and Talia left the blue Bentley Adrian had given in The Rhodes Family’s underground garage to gather dust and drove the new car. The house was in a high-end neighborhood near the law firm, a prime location where every inch of land was worth gold. It was a well-decorated large flat of over two hundred square meters, complete with appliances and designed in a creamy style she liked. Talia called the nanny, Rose Palmer, at Whispering Waves Garden, asking her to throw away everything in the villa that belonged to her. The nanny, answering the phone, agreed verbally but sneaked a glance at the person sitting on the sofa. After hanging up, Rose Palmer cautiously spoke, "President Jennings, Miss Rhodes asked me to throw away her belongings..." The man’s voice was weary, "Don’t throw anything away, keep it safe, and keep her room clean daily. She will return someday." "Should I..." Rose Palmer hesitated, unsure of how to continue. She had been hired by Adrian Jennings to cook for Talia Rhodes. Now that Talia wasn’t here, who would she cook for? Was she going to be out of a job? Adrian Jennings paused and then said, "She moved into a new house, and I don’t know if the nanny there cooks to her taste." Fifteen minutes later. Talia received another call from Rose Palmer. "Miss Rhodes, President Jennings fired me, I don’t have a job now, do you need a cook there?" Talia was stunned, quickly realizing. Initially, Adrian Jennings hired Rose Palmer just to cook for her. Now that she had moved away, Adrian dismissing the nanny made sense. Seeing Rose Palmer would always remind Talia of Adrian’s efforts to find the Sterling Family’s nanny to learn cooking and hiring Rose Palmer specifically to cook for her. In the past, Adrian Jennings truly cared about her. Talia originally intended to refuse, but thinking of the nanny without a job and income, she couldn’t say no. "Aunt Rose, I do need a cook here, I’ll send you the address. Please let me know when you can come over." Rose Palmer chuckled, "I’m free now. Are you at home, should I come over now?" "That’s fine, come over." After the call, Rose Palmer said to Adrian Jennings, "President, Miss Rhodes agreed." "Hmm, she often forgets to eat when busy. That place is very close to the office, you need to deliver lunch to the law firm during weekdays. I will pay you, don’t refuse the wages from Talia, and don’t tell her I’m the one asking you to go." Rose Palmer’s eyes lit up at the thought of earning a double salary, repeatedly assuring, "Okay, okay, President Jennings, I will take good care of Miss Rhodes." After New Year, Adrian Jennings was insanely busy at the company. He dared not stop; even a second of free time would uncontrollably bring Talia’s face to mind. In the CEO’s office, Adrian Jennings sat at the computer, busy with work. Ryan Quinn sat on the sofa, looking at Adrian with a complex gaze, "Adrian, I don’t know if I should say something." Adrian didn’t lift his eyelids, his tone indifferent, "Then don’t say it." Ryan Quinn’s mouth opened and closed, "It’s about Talia, aren’t you sure you don’t want to hear it?" Adrian’s typing hand paused, lifting his head from the computer screen, "What is it?" Ryan Quinn internally noted: I knew it, if it’s about Talia, he cannot ignore it. But this matter, how to address it, once said, he might not be happy again. "Cough, cough..." Ryan Quinn strategically coughed, "Yvonne has been saying she wants to introduce boy college students to Talia these days..." Looking at Adrian Jennings’ face, which indeed darkened. Adrian gritted his teeth, his face sullen, "Boy college students?" "Yes." Ryan Quinn swallowed, contemplating how to say it tactfully. Adrian’s lips pressed tightly, his dark eyes exuding coldness: "What boy college students?" "Quite a few, like a six-foot tall with eight-pack abs, a 6’3" sports student, and even innocent puppies and fierce wolves, a whole bunch of random ones..." Adrian’s face grew darker and darker, and Ryan Quinn dared not continue talking. Ryan Quinn was so nervous he couldn’t find a place for his hands; he took a sip of water, "You know Yvonne, she likes to do all these flamboyant things, I already scolded her for you." The "I scolded her for you" from Ryan Quinn was actually a fabrication. The truth was when talking about those guys, like small puppies and wolves, Ryan Quinn’s irritation rose inexplicably, and snarked at Yvonne, who retaliated with a pinch that was still sore. "What did she say?" Adrian asked coldly. "Huh? What?" Ryan Quinn was clueless. "Your sister wants to introduce men to Talia, how did Talia respond?" Ryan Quinn’s expression turned odd, hesitantly beginning, "You... really want to know?" "Then don’t get mad at what I say." Ryan Quinn cautiously replied, "Yvonne said that on New Year’s Eve, Talia agreed to it." Ryan Quinn’s mouth reacted faster than his brain, blurting out, "Agreed to introduce her to men." As soon as the words landed. With a "Bang—" sound. The ceramic teacup from Adrian Jennings’ desk hit the floor. Fortunately, the office floor was carpeted, so the cup didn’t break.