Chapter 210

Ever since Amanda Lin moved into the master bedroom, William Johnson had relocated to the guest room.

"William, say something. Are you afraid your parents will blame you for everything?" Olivia Davis pressed relentlessly.

The Davis family knew all too well how biased William's parents were. Right or wrong, they always sided with Alexander Johnson.

From childhood, William had been the one sacrificed.

Most of his time was spent living with his uncle, Henry Johnson.

Later, Alexander effortlessly entered BestTech Group and became CEO within five years.

Meanwhile, William was barred from BestTech and spent years building his career abroad.

If not for Henry's illness requiring overseas treatment—leaving BestTech without leadership—William would never have returned.

William stepped into the guest room, blocking Olivia as she tried to follow. A faint smile curved his lips. "I have a dinner meeting. Need to change."

His voice was gentle, his smile mesmerizing.

Olivia stared, momentarily dazed.

"Take me with you?" she cooed.

William arched a brow, pretending to consider it. "Not this time."

Seizing her hesitation, he closed the door.

Olivia snapped out of it and walked away.

If William wanted to avoid conflict, she didn’t. She longed for chaos—preferably to ruin Alexander's favor and turn that bitch Amanda into public enemy number one.

Emily Smith and Daniel Chen returned from the supermarket, arms laden with fresh groceries.

The moment they entered, Emily nudged Daniel toward the bathroom. "Go shower and rest. I'll cook."

When he emerged, clean and ready to help, she shooed him out.

He pulled her into an embrace. "Emily, I don’t want to spend a single day apart from you."

She laughed softly. "I know! You must be exhausted after your business trip. Go relax—dinner will be ready in an hour."

Daniel released her, hesitating as if he wanted to say more.

Then his phone rang.

His expression darkened at the caller ID. He stepped onto the balcony to answer.

Through the closed kitchen door, Emily caught only a muffled shout.

She glanced toward the balcony but kept chopping vegetables.

Within an hour, four dishes and a soup were ready.

As she set the table, she noticed Daniel still on the balcony, smoking.

Five cigarette butts filled the ashtray.

"Daniel." She approached, frowning.

He spun around, hastily stubbing out the cigarette.

His eyes were bloodshot, his emotions barely contained.

"What’s wrong?" Emily asked gently.

Daniel forced a smile. "Work issues. Got chewed out by my boss."

She didn’t press. Instead, she hugged him. "Mistakes happen. Just learn from them."

Feeling his anguish, she had already forgiven him.

"Emily..." He held her tightly, finally murmuring, "I’ll do better."

"Mm. Let’s eat."

Daniel devoured every bite, clearing his plate.

After dinner, he insisted on washing the dishes.

His phone buzzed on the couch. The screen flashed: "Sophia Song."

Emily’s gaze flickered. She picked it up and carried it toward the kitchen.