Jonathan looked up and met Miles'' eyes, but he didn''t respond. The only words he had for Miles were "Where''s Rose?", but obviously, he wouldn''t get an answer. Jonathan nced at him briefly and lowered his head. Upon noticing that, Miles continued his work.


    The sky outside gradually dimmed, and the whole building was left with Miles and Jonathan. The two were highly in sync in the sense that they minded their business and focused on their work.


    Two hourster, Miles was ready to leave. As soon as he rose, Jonathan simrly put down the document, grabbed his coat, and walked out of the office.


    The footsteps echoed behind Miles, but he didn''t turn back. Instead, he headed straight to the garage, where he saw Jonathan''s car parked beside his. When Miles entered his vehicle, Jonathan did the same. The two cars lined up on the road with a decent distance between them. It wasn''t until Miles drove into Young Estate that Jonathan stopped following him.


    ording to his information two days ago, Rose wasn''t there. After ncing at the ce, he defeatedly did a U-turn.


    The following three days, Jonathan replicated the scenario from yesterday and did his work in Miles'' office.


    When two of the richest bachelors in Regalia became so "intimate", rarely leaving each other''s side, the employees in the Young Group building began to spread rumors and gossip about their "scandal". On the fifth day, Jonathan arrivedter than usual. At that time, Miles was in a meeting.


    When Jonathan passed the conference room and glimpsed through the ss, he could feel the tension inside despite not hearing a sound. Crossing his arms, he stared absentmindedly at Miles'' grim expression.


    It was already lunchtime when the meeting ended. Coming out of the conference room, Miles received an invitation from Jonathan.


    "Care to join me for a meal?" Miles nced at him without a rejection.


    That day, the cafeteria in Young Group was buzzing with a crowd many of whom came for that duo. "Oh my. They''re so hot!" Not even the delicious food could entice them like this.


    Since the duo spent most of their time in Miles'' office, not everyone had seen them together. Yet, they surprisingly shared a meal that day. "Since when have they be so close?"


    "You newbies might not have heard, but the veterans here all know that Mr. Miles and Mr. Finch used to be best friends until...


    "Other than them, they were also close with Mr. Young Senior''s adopted granddaughter. But since she died, they stopped hanging out." "The adopted granddaughter died? So it''s not Ms. Young, right?"


    "Well, yes and no."


    One of them became confused. "What do you mean?"


    "She was Ms. Young, the eldest


    granddaughter of the family, but et


    we''re not talking about Anastasia. Back then, Mr. Young Senior adored thete Ms. Young very much. "She was also exceptionally talented, so no one truly gave a damn about Anastasia. She was... pretty much invisible. It was only after thete Ms. Young died that Anastasia became who she is now..."


    So that was the story.


    Just as they wanted to hear more about theplication between the Young siblings and Jonathan, they were interrupted by a chilling, cold gaze sent their way. One of them casually looked over and saw Anastasia. His face froze before he frantically got up and fled, not daring to sneak another nce at Miles or Jonathan.