Yuna asked curiously, "Why was Peter there?""He followed Carl to the dock. He didn't expect us to come. He originally wanted to attack Carl. But he changed his mind after seeing you," Cedric explained slowly. She breathed a sigh of relief. "Fortunately, he caught me. If he caught Carl, something serious would have happened. After all, he was very hostile to him.""It was a narrow escape," he patted her shoulder, "But none of us want to see you get hurt."Yuna smiled slightly. "It's okay now.""Yes." He saw the door open and said, "He's out."She turned and walked forward, only to see that "Stanley's" sleeve on his right arm had been cut away. His arm was wrapped in a bandage. But he looked calm, as if he wasn't injured.When he saw her, he smiled. "I didn't expect you'd still be around.""How could I leave before you treated your wound?" Yuna asked.Cedric said, "Mr. Morgan, thank you for saving Surra just now.""It's not a big deal.""I'd still like to thank you," Yuna ch

Yuna breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. "As long as you like it. But you can tell me what you want next time. I'll ask my housekeeper to prepare the ingredients in advance."Yvan said casually, "It doesn't matter. I'll eat whatever you prepare. I'm not picky."Yuna nodded. She was sitting on the sofa. Although she felt it inappropriate to stare at him while he ate, she couldn't leave.When she observed the way he was eating, she was inexplicably stunned.Although she had eaten with him several times before, she never watched him eat. She wondered why Yvan always came to her mind when she looked at how he ate.What happened? Why did she think Stanley and Yvan were so similar?"Ms. Surra, is there anything on me?"She knew it was rude to stare at him. So, she immediately shook her head. "It's nothing. I feel sorry for not considering that your arm was injured. I should prepare some easy-to-eat food to not trouble you." She thought maybe his injury caused her to have such an

Terry winked at Yuna. He said nothing more and hurried out.She stayed on the spot embarrassedly, not knowing what to do.Yvan yawned. He seemed to be a lot more relaxed. Looking at her awkward expression, he explained gently, "Terry has been with me for many years. That's why he spoke casually. Don't mind him.""I can see he cares about you a lot," Yuna said, smiling slightly. "Only someone who truly cares about you would speak the truth boldly.""I don't care what he said," he waved her over. "Sit down to talk, or I might think you plan to report to me."She nodded and sat on the sofa."Mr. Morgan, if you have time, you need to go for a physical examination. I have a friend who has a similar condition. He doesn't look too good."Upon hearing this, he asked, "Your friend?"She looked away. "I have a friend in Jefton State. I don't know when he started having migraines. The doctor said that he could hardly suppress it even after taking special painkillers. "He could only rely

Terry led them in and avoided talking to Nathaniel.Yuna followed behind while holding Nathaniel's hand. She took the opportunity to bend down and whispered, "When you go in later, don't talk casually anymore, okay?"Nathaniel replied, "What if he speaks to me? Do I have to pretend to be dumb?"She was speechless. And now that they had reached the living room, she couldn't continue to remind him.Yuna saw "Stanley" sitting on the sofa. He watched them approach with a smile."Mr. Morgan, I'm sorry …""You've already explained it. My home isn't a hidden place. Children are welcome to play," Yvan said gently.Nathaniel withdrew his gaze meaningfully. Then, he raised his head and said to her, "Mommy, I already told you he wouldn't mind. You think too much." She smiled dryly and then placed the food on the coffee table. "Mr. Morgan, here are some of your favorite dishes. Eat them while they're hot."After thanking her, he waved to Nathaniel. "Nathaniel, come and sit.""Thank you,

Yuna tapped his forehead. "I know what you're thinking. You don't usually talk that much. "Nathaniel showed a handsome smile. "He's an investor. That's why I took the initiative to say something. Wasn't it great?""You almost scared my socks off. Why did you think of drinking milk so suddenly?""Because I remembered that Natalie drank milk in the afternoon, but I didn't," he explained calmly. "Isn't that mister kind? Mommy, you don't need to be so nervous.""Fortunately, he didn't think much about it.""I can see that the mister likes me very much.""Yes, everyone likes my handsome and smart son," she said lovingly, pinching his cheek."Mommy, will you bring him food for a while?""Yes."He frowned slightly and pretended to be confused. "Does he think of you as his caretaker? Does Uncle Carl know? He'll overthink it if he knows you're doing this."Yuna didn't expect him to think that far.She smiled and said, "Don't worry. Carl has agreed with it. Mr. Morgan's injury is als