Yorick stood there, his mind buzzing with anger.


    "Ste!" he shouted furiously.


    Wasn''t that what she''d wanted? During this period, didn''t her antics aim to force him to cave? However, now she...


    "You must think it through, those men can never marry you. Do you want to live your life in ruin?"


    "I''d rather live in ruin than not live at all. You should worry more about Urs, the sickly one. See if she can keep clinging to life."


    Yorick remained silent.


    "A really dimwit, indeed!" Ste snapped before storming off, and as if thinking of something, she added, "And for the record, I''ll never marry you. You''re not what I want."


    If that didn''t get the message across, nothing would.


    Yorick watched her leave, his whole body shaking with rage.


    Orion stepped up behind him, "Sir?"


    Yorick''s breath was shallow, "Do you think...she wants to marry the owner of the Wave Residence?"


    Orion hesitated, unsure how to respond.


    Ste had moved into that neighborhood, and if it came to marriage, it wouldn''t be difficult. After all, moving in that ce was feat few could achieve.


    Seeing Orion silent, Yorick continued, "Ha, Wave Residence''s owner wouldy an eye on her?"


    Even though Ste was the Larkin family''s real daughter, Yorick assumed the identity of the man behind Wave Residence was anything but simple.


    Who would it be? Could he be that man with Ste in the office earlier? Multiple thoughts tangled his mind even further.


    "Let''s get you home to change," Orion suggested, noting Yorick''s disheveled state, soaked and with foul scent; he couldn''t help but wonder how bad Ste''s temper was.


    ...


    Ste, meanwhile, returned to her office.


    Tabitha, upon spotting her, rushed to inform her, "Boss, I brought him a cup of coffee."


    "Okay."


    Ste nodded as she entered her office, while Tabitha stayed with a few colleagues at the door, a picture of curiosity.


    The staff whispered excitedly


    among themselves,paring the


    no veliket


    handsome visitor''s allure to Mr Quacy''s, noting the former''s


    imposing presence.


    Inside the office, Ste found Ronald sipping the coffee with a look of disdain. The taste clearly didn''t meet his standards.


    Hearing her approach, Ronald nced up at her, his gaze deep and pulling.


    Ste felt drawn into those depths as she softly called him "bro."


    Ronald set his coffee aside, pulling her into an embrace that left Ste clinging to him, which was witnessed by Tabitha and other colleagues, who peeked from the window blinds outside, their breath hitching.


    They were pretty much certain that Ste had indeed chosen this man over Mr. Quarry. This man was breathtakingly attractive, and Mr. Quarry, on the other hand, actually fell for a sickly one.


    Luckily, their boss had such an excellent back-up, or she''d be fretting over the ordeal. Right now, they felt more than relieved for her.


    Let Mr. Quarry be with that frail woman. Their boss deserved someone better!


    Back in the office, Ste clutched Ronald''s neck with fright, her eyes tinged with grievance, "What are you doing?"


    She''d told him multiple times that she was no longer a kid!


    Besides, Ronald''s loss of memory about what happened that night irked her.


    "He wants to marry you?"


    "And you believe that dimwit''s words?" Ste muttered.