In the early morning, the bright sunlight playfully leapt through the blinds onto Raymond's face.

When Raymond opened his eyes, looking at the time, it was already nine o 'clock!

It was something he had never done before.

Raymond looked sideways and saw no one. The cold temperature told him Vivian had been away for a long time.

He was a little angry, seeing that she hadn't worn herself out yesterday that she had left so early.

As soon as Raymond got out of bed, he raised his eyes and saw the neatly ironed clothes placed on one side.

Hesitating for a moment, he went up and put his clothes on.

The servants at home knew his habit that ironed clothes should not be left here but hung in the dressing room. Could this be...

Thinking of this, the door creaked open.

Vivian came in with a smile on her face, carrying breakfast in her hand.

"You're awake. I saw you slept very soundly in the morning, so I got up early and prepared breakfast for you..."

"Did you iron the clothes?"

"Well, yes. After ironing, I put it on the table for you... I... Did I do something wrong?"

Asked with a little caution, Vivian was afraid she would make Raymond angry. Yesterday's incident made Vivian care a little more about Raymond, and she didn't want him to be angry.

"It's okay, leave it to the servant."

Dressed, Raymond began to enjoy Vivian's craft.

With a fork in her mouth, Vivian's eyes rolled over him.

She's been at home for days and it's not a good thing to be a housewife all the time.

The House of Johnson Group is definitely not going back, and it's a fantasy for her to work for another company as the wife of the president of the House of Steven Group.

So...

"Raymond, I'd like to discuss one thing with you."

Raymond didn't look up and just ate his meal quietly.

Vivian wasn't in a hurry either. She had long heard from the butler that Raymond was a follower of "eating without talking".

It was only because she was afraid that Raymond would leave after eating that she would speak up first.

After a while, Raymond took the towel handed over by the butler, wiped his hands, and looked at Vivian to go on speaking.

"I want to go to work, House of Johnson can't go back, you see... Can I go to your company..." It would be fine to start as a clerk.

"I'm leaving."

Vivian sat blankly at the table, and before she could finish her words Raymond had already left.

Was that his reply to himself?

A surge of anger welled up in Vivian's heart. Even if he didn't agree, at least give her an accurate answer to make her give up. What kind of ambiguity?

He was initially attracted to her experience in energy projects. Is he really going to treat her as a pretty face now?

The reason was temporarily suppressed by impulse, and Vivian took two steps forward to block Raymond's way.

"Answer me first, will you let me work for your company?"

"Do you think it's possible?" Raymond, rarely a definite answer, left Vivian speechless.

Her straight back bent down little by little.

Just now Raymond looked as if he had poured a bucket of ice water over her.

These days she got carried away.

How could a person like Raymond possibly have everything go as she wishes?

They are just a contractual marriage.

Vivian felt as if she had never been so sober. She leaned back on the sofa, lost in thought. But in her heart, she stripped away all the emotions she shouldn't have, bit by bit.

A contractual marriage.

Three rules.

No transgression!

Again, Raymond, who was in a bad mood, came to the office and saw a figure loitering at the office door.

"Mr.Steven, this gentleman has come especially to apologize to you. And say it's yours... Your..."

The little secretary, who had just been scolded by him and had his bonus deducted a few days ago, now seemed increasingly cautious, even speaking with a trill voice.

"Got it, you go out."

With a blank expression on his face, Raymond walked straight into the office, ignoring John who was smiling beside him.

John's smile froze on his face. After much deliberation yesterday, he decided to come and apologize to Raymond in person today.

After all, the project was so tempting that he wouldn't give up even if there was a glimmer of hope.

Seeing Raymond sit down, John snatched the water cup brought in by the secretary and placed it respectfully in front of Raymond.

"Mr.Steven, you see yesterday I was really sorry. Nicole said something unpleasant. Don't take it to heart. And I can assure you that nothing like that has ever happened to my Vivian. She's my daughter and has always been a flamboyant person. If something like this had really happened, it would have been a big fuss and the whole city would have known..."

"The whole city knows? Mr. John is very famous."

Raymond retorted, and one sentence made John's expression even worse.

How could he speak? After all, he was his father-in-law. It was too much.

Thinking this way, but the body involuntarily became more respectful, almost bending the waist.

"So, I beg you, could you please let me continue to participate in that tender project next month? That project is really very important to me, my company..."

"Impossible."

"What did you say! Ah... I mean... Did I offend you somewhere?"

Raymond's unfriendly tone was really infuriating, and John felt a bit angry.

He had never apologized to someone like this before, and this was the first time, and it was to his son-in-law, which made him feel a bit embarrassed.

But when touched by the other's cold gaze, he changed his words.

"I said, sort things out at home before you meet me."

Raymond looked a little impatient.

I hate it most when someone chatters around me. I gave Vivian enough face to keep her here for so long. Otherwise, John would never have had the chance to stand in front of him.

"My wife and daughter, I have punished them very severely. Is there anything else you are not satisfied with? Tell me and I will correct it."

John knew that Raymond was venting his anger on Vivian.

While cursing the ungrateful woman in his heart, he was even more respectful on his face.

"Even if it's not for my face, can't it be for Vivian's face that House of Johnson should attend?"

No matter what it is, I never say it a third time.

Raymond had reached the limit of his patience and raised his head to give the order to leave. "Shall I see you off myself?"

John felt a bit embarrassed when he heard this.

"No, no. Since it's not convenient for you now, I'll go first. Let's talk about it later and I won't disturb your work."

"Let's go."

John smiled, suppressing his impending rage, and stormed out of Raymond's office.

It seems we'll have to think it over.