Chapter 1982 After A Hangover

The next day, Candice saw Jimothy working at the company. He wore a suit. It sharply contrasted how flustered he had looked when the gangsters were after him. He seemed immaculate with not a hair out of place. Compared to how he used to look, he appeared more like a working man rather than a fresh graduate. “Morning,” Candice greeted him as she passed by. Jimothy responded in a low voice that only the two of them could hear. Candice smiled and left. Jimothy kept staring at her retreating back for no apparent reason. … Ivanka was at home. Perhaps it had been a while since she drank freely and relaxed. She ended up sleeping in. By the time she woke up, it was already 9 a.m.. Michael was preparing breakfast. After washing up, Ivanka went downstairs and saw Michael cooking with an apron on. She could not describe how she felt at the sight of him. It was odd, but she did not hate it. “Morning.” Michael looked at Ivanka. His eyes crinkled as he smiled. Ivanka could not help re