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    She reasoned with him, further proving to him how magnanimous and kind she was. Kian let out a soft sigh and nted a kiss on her forehead. “Z, you’re too good for this world. Okay, I’ll listen to you…”


    Ste had initially wanted Eileen and Bryan to stay at the Dawson Mansion, but Eileen felt so ufortable the moment she saw the posters with children on them in their room. To put it frankly, if she and Bryan wanted to engage in some “adult activities,” she would either feel too embarrassed with all the eyes on the posters, or Bryan wouldn’t be able to “rise” to the asion.


    Ste, sensing their difort, didn’t push it. She said to Eileen with a smile, “You two can go back, but don’t forget what I told you. Did you see all the children on the posters in your room? They are so cute, right?”


    “Well…” Eileen bit her lip hesitantly, unsure of how to respond. Ste always presented her with dilemmas. First, she had urged her to wait until after the wedding before telling Bryan the truth, and now she was pressuring her to have a baby with Bryan. “Let’s just take things one step at a time now, okay?” Eileen eventually told Ste.


    Hearing that, Ste waved her hand dismissively. “Once you have a child, you won’t have to worry about anything else. A baby can fix everything!”


    Eileen, amused by Ste’s words, was about to ask her why she said that when Bryan came downstairs. Bryan donned his suit jacket, buttoned thest button of his shirt, and strode over. Ste immediately straightened her posture.


    Before Bryan could say anything, she hastily bid him and Eileen goodbye and hurried them out the door. Together, Eileen and Bryan left the Dawson Mansion.


    Bailee had told Eileen toe back tonight to discuss tomorrow’s interview, so Eileen asked Bryan to take her home. Bryan pulled the car to a stop in front of her apartment building. Unexpectedly, he turned off the engine and hopped out of the car with her.


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    “I can go up by myself,” Eileen stood by the car. “Milford said that he wanted to talk to me about high school stuff tonight.” The implication was that she would be very busy tonight, so it wouldn’t be appropriate for Bryan to stay.


    Heading home, Kian said, fishing out a house key from his pocket and jingling it in front of Eileen. Eileen was taken aback for a few seconds. Bryan took her hand and led her inside the apartment building, all the way into the elevator. His slender fingers pressed the buttons for the eighth and ninth floors.


    When they reached the eighth floor, he released her hand and stood blocking the elevator entrance. “Tomorrow night, I’m hosting a cocktail party with Denzel. He’s going to…” he said.


    He was saying that if he attended alone, it would be awkward. Eileen said, “I’m not sure if I can apany you. I’ll have to talk to Bailee to see if I have work that night.”


    “I’ll wait for your response,” Bryan raised his eyebrows and suddenly leaned forward, turning his face slightly. In the cramped elevator, his breath lingered around her. She couldn’t help but nce at the CCTV above her head. Clearing her throat, she gave him a quick peck on the cheek and then hurriedly shoved him out of the elevator, her fingers reaching hastily for the close button.


    But in her haste, itpletely slipped her mind to ask him when he had moved into the apartment below hers.


    When Eileen went to Bailee’s ce, she found Bailee already clearing the dining table, as they had already finished eating. Seeing Eileen enter, Bailee paused in her actions and asked, “Eileen, have you eaten? Milford said you always eat something before youe home thiste, so…”


    Eileen nced at Milford. Unfortunately, she had been in such a rush to get home today that she had declined Bryan’s invitation to have dinner with her. But she decided not to bother Bailee with cooking dinner again and said, “I’ve already eaten. I came back for work.”


    She walked past the dining room without looking sideways, sat down on the sofa in the living room, and took out the study materials from her bag.


    Milford stood up and said considerately, “Bailee, I’ll help you with that.”


    “No, thanks. You’re just a kid,” Bailee replied, declining the offer. But Milford stubbornly helped her clear the table.


    Soon, the table was spotless. Milford went back to his room in Eileen’s ce, while Bailee went into the study with herptop to work with Eileen. They needed to interview over twenty people the next day, all in the morning.


    Tomorrow afternoon, they would finalize and update the curriculum for the software. The new semester would begin the day after tomorrow.


    “These are just the tasks our education needs to tackle. You also have several one-on-one tutoring sessions starting the day after tomorrow. I’ll take you there then.” Bailee did some mental math and then held up five fingers. “Five students in total.”


    Upon hearing that, Eileen’s lips twitched. “Five students are too much, don’t you think?”


    “More than twenty families specifically requested you as their tutor, but I managed to narrow it down to just five. These five families are highly influential in Onnd, so we couldn’t decline,” Bailee exined as she handed Eileen some documents.


    The bigwigs of Onnd dominated half of the business world, with most of the rich and powerful people residing there. Bailee had a keen eye for selecting individuals; each of the five families had their own strengths in different domains.


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