hapter 269


    Gill suddenly lit up with an idea.


    She stuffed the meatball container into Yunice’s hands. “Ms. Saunders, take this and go deliver lunch to Mr. Cooper!”


    Yunice nced toward the direction of the temporary office. That did not sound like a bad idea.


    They were under the same roof, after all. Showing a bit of attentiveness would not hurt.


    Yunice made her way across the construction site toward the office building.


    Most people on–site did not know her identity. Wyatt’s wedding had not made the papers, and news of it had only circted in elite social circles.


    That worked well for Yunice.


    “Yunice!” A voice rose from afar.


    The moment she heard Owen’s voice, a wave of instinctive disgust surged through her.


    He came charging toward her, eyes wide, scanning her up and down. When he confirmed she was unharmed, his expression twisted into fury. “I thought they were all crazy, but you’re really alive! Why didn’t youe home? Don’t you know how worried everyone was?”


    Owen was practically shouting, his voice tearing through the quiet lunch hour.


    Nearby workers and staff all turned to look.


    Yunice gave him a look of cold revulsion. “Come with me.”


    She led him toward a small grove beside the site, away from prying eyes.


    As soon as they stopped, Owen’s temper reignited. Seeing the lunchbox in her hands only fueled his anger, so he smacked it away in one motion. “You still have the appetite to eat?!”


    Yunice stared down at the meatballs rolling across the dirt, her expression losing all patience.


    Owen did not stop. “Why haven’t you contacted anyone in the family? Do you even know Oscar’s back? He’s been fighting with everyone in the house over you! If you’re alive, why hide? Don’t you owe him at least that? You’reing home tonight no matter what!”


    Yunice did not respond, as if the words simply passed by her cars.


    Owen sneered, “Elsie’s really going to give your identity back this time.” Then added, “Oscar’s ready to flip the house over because of this.”


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    9:05 PM ·


    Finished


    Yunice’s eyes flickered slightly. After a few seconds, she said, “Alright.”


    Owen finally breathed a sigh of relief.


    Now that she had Wyatt and Carl backing her, he was honestly afraid she would not even acknowledge him.


    Once he left, Yunice stared at the ruined lunch on the ground, a little regretful.


    Meanwhile, in the temporary office, Wyatt sat with his leather shoes propped on the table. In front of him, a small–time contractor was fawning with ttery. “Mr. Cooper, you can rest assured. If you entrust this project to me, I’ll make sure it’s done perfectly with wless


    execution!”


    Wyatt closed the project file and encouraged the contractor a little.


    The contractor was over the moon. He had no idea what stroke of luck hadnded him this contract. Getting picked by Wyatt was like winning the lottery.


    Instead of leaving, he took out a small gift box and ced it gently on the table. “I heard you recently got married, Mr. Cooper. This is just a little something for your wife. Please don’t mind…”


    Wyatt barely reacted, giving a disinterested nod. As soon as the man left, he casually swept the gift straight into the trash without a second nce.


    Just then, Jordan walked in. Wyatt was about to call Yunice over for lunch.


    “She’s already eaten,” Jordan said. “Gill brought her some meatballs.”


    Hearing that, Wyatt frowned slightly and hung up. But to his surprise, Yunice actually returned the missed call. “Sorry, I was busy just now. Didn’t see your call. Did you need something?”


    Wyatt replied, “Do I need a reason to call you?”


    Yunice paused, then softened her voice. “Have you eaten yet? Gill gave me some meatballs earlier. I was going to bring them to you, but I identally dropped them.”


    Wyatt let out a long breath and leanedzily back in his chair. “Make it up to me next time.”


    “Okay, Yunice replied.


    Jordan lingered in the office, pacing around, pretending to tidy up, just to eavesdrop.


    A good assistant’s top skill? Reading their boss’s true feelings.


    After yesterday’s chaos at the wedding, gossip had been flying left and right. Yet somehow, the couple seemedpletely unfazed.


    9:05 PM


    Finished


    She and Victor sat casually on a rock at the construction site, marking notes on blueprints with pens in hand.


    The Northvale project was set to be thergest hospital in Silverburgh. Theyout of each department required meticulous nning, not just for efficiency, but for life–saving transitions during emergencies.


    Yunice’s medical expertise, paired with Victor’s architectural skills, made them the perfect team. That’s exactly why Carl put the two of them together.


    Victor tapped the paper. “Let me tweak this section a bit.”