Zephyr's car slowly drove into the road in the Bayers' residence.

He held Cordelia's hand all the way and smiled at her. "Don't worry. The Bayers are nice people. You can tell just by looking at Josiah.

"His parents are all warm and kind people. They're honest and open."

Cordelia was curious. "Then how do they adapt to the conspiracies and deceptions in the business world?"

Zephyr stroked her hair. "The best way of survival is to face changes by remaining persistent."

"Oh, so I have to stay persistent to face the changes when I meet your mom later?" Cordelia chortled. "Stay who I am and face her with my most honest self. I think she'll accept me." "Of course."

Zephyr rubbed noses with her. The faint fragrance she had rushed into his nose again. Delirious, his hand grabbed her waist and began to have a mind of its own...

"Don't..." Cordelia nudged him away.

Zephyr smirked and kissed her on the lips instead.

Robert, who heard the noise in front, wanted to raise the board that would separate them, but he accidentally pressed the wrong button and lowered the window instead. As a gust of wind blew in, it ruffled Zephyr's hair. Robert was horrified and quickly raised the window, catching a glimpse of Zephyr's glower from the rearview mirror. Robert grimaced. Due to his nervousness, his foot stepped on the wrong pedal and stomped on the brake.

Zephyr scowled harder.

Robert turned back with a wince. "Sir, we're here."

Zephyr gave him a death glare and stayed silent while Cordelia blushed with a small smile holding his hand. It took her a few tugs to get him out of the car.

The Bayers' residence was unusually merry today. Their guests were elites with high social standing as well. The Bayers were hospitable and liked kids, so playful children were running around and playing at the front of the house.

A big group of kids was chasing around with balloons. A boy around four to five years old was scurrying behind them with a piece of cake. It was obvious that the boy could not catch up and whizzed through the crowd out of distress, coincidentally running into Zephyr, who had just gotten out of the car...

"This boy!" Zephyr was exasperated. The whole piece of cake had slammed right against his suit.

The boy knew that he had done something wrong and stared at both of them adorably. Cordelia did not find it in herself to scold him, so she let him off to play at the side with a stroke on his face. "Fortunately, I didn't wear the one you got me," Zephyr said with a chuckle. "Or I'd beat that boy up good!"

"How old are you to still be petty with kids!?"

Cordelia wiped him down, but there was too much cream-the suit was as good as gone.

Robert quickly took the spare out of the car.

"I'll go get changed first," Zephyr said softly. "Just stay here. Don't wander off. I'll be back very soon!"

Cordelia nodded with a smile.

The Bayers' residence was like a maze, and there were so many guests. Naturally, she was not going anywhere. She recalled the interviewee Janine had mentioned to her, but she did not pay attention when the woman wrote down the address.

Looking at the situation here, it might not end early today.

Cordelia thought about it and pulled her phone out to text Janine.

[Aunt Janine, I'm sorry. I might not be able...]

"Cordelia?" A familiar voice rang from behind her before she could finish typing the text.

Cordelia turned back in surprise.

Janine was dressed to the nines as she walked over with a flute of champagne, looking delightfully surprised.

"Cordelia, why didn't you tell me that you're here!?"

"Aunt Janine?" Cordelia was astonished. "Why are you here?"

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