The cabin is nestled on a small hillside, built along a waterfall, with everyone’s computers and personal items inside, so the bodyguards provide 24-hour protection. The cement ground in the yard features advanced barbecue equipment. The food on the grill is already sizzling, emitting a tantalizing aroma as two ladies patiently grill and season it. There are grilled meats, eggplant, bell peppers, tofu, as well as squid and corn... In the stove below, there are foil-wrapped sweet potatoes. A few designers who didn’t go down to play in the water are sampling the barbecue. "Hmm, this tastes good. You can add more garlic to this; it tastes amazing!" "The last time I went out for a barbecue was three years ago. It smells so good. I love this feeling. Thanks, auntie." "You’re welcome. Eat as much as you like if you enjoy it." "It’s super delicious! Quickly, try this eggplant! It’s so soft!" "Eat as much as you like if you like it. We brought plenty of food." Next to the cabin, there are a few stone steps leading down to a pavilion near the stream, where a female designer is sitting on a swing with a laptop, swaying gently. Listening to the sound of the flowing water, her mind begins to sketch out images, and she is the first to find inspiration. So she starts drawing and designing. Soon, voices come from afar— "We’ve found some wild vegetables! I heard these are called duck’s foot leaves, and they’re particularly tasty when fried with eggs!" "Let’s use it for soup for dinner. We can eat meat for lunch and have something lighter in the afternoon." "Wow! This barbecue smells amazing!" someone exclaims, mouth watering, heading quickly towards the grill. "Quick, have a taste! It really smells good, and the garlic flavor is fantastic." The yard is filled with a scene of happiness and joy. Aethel Falls, known as a natural oxygen bar, provides a place where everyone can release their work stress, and Mia Lane hasn’t been urging anyone to work. Enjoy yourselves first, relax your mind, and inspiration will come naturally. In the city, Finn Morgan and Hailey Hale didn’t work overtime and returned to their apartment. Finn Morgan washed his hands and started cooking noodles in the kitchen, while Hailey Hale sat at the dining table, continuing to binge-watch dramas. It wasn’t until Finn Morgan came out with two bowls of noodles, placing one in front of her and setting down a pair of chopsticks. Only then did she look up, "Thanks." She picked up the chopsticks and was about to eat. Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on novelꜰire.net "Aren’t you going to wash your hands first? Is the drama that important?" Finn Morgan, a particularly cleanliness-loving man, couldn’t stand it anymore. She hurriedly put down her chopsticks, "Sorry, I forgot." She paused the show and got up to wash her hands. Finn Morgan stood at the dining table, coldly staring at the cheeky face of Anton Miller on her phone. Why do young girls nowadays have such a taste? He obviously seems unreliable. "I have to admit, this drama is really well-made. It has such a bewitching magic power that you can’t stop watching," Hailey Hale said as she returned from washing her hands. She sat back in the dining chair, put her headphones on, ate noodles, and continued watching the drama, occasionally giggling. Finn Morgan didn’t respond, eating his noodles as if nothing else mattered, not feeling great recently but unsure why. After dinner, he went to his study, feeling uneasy. Hailey Hale took a shower and continued binge-watching dramas in bed. She used to prepare a cup of milk for him before; now she’s so engrossed in her shows that she even skips bathroom breaks. Early the next morning. Barbara Sutton wanders around a bakery, looking to pick out breakfast when a red Bentley pulls up outside. Monica Usher gets out and walks towards the bakery. With work being quite intense lately, she tends to get hungry by the afternoon, so she plans to buy some bread for the office.