Ch. 1221..1230
Chapter 1221: Lyke Zhekova is also a coward_1 “By the time we get there, it’ll be well past mealtime.” Lyke Zhekova said.
Peggy Lewis thought about it and agreed.
The Old Master was getting old and certainly shouldn’t be kept waiting hungry for them.
The Old Master liked peace and quiet, so he chose to live in a villa.
There were few places in the city that could meet the Old Man’s demands.
So, his home was a little far from the city center.
It was farther than going to Peggy’s parents’ house from here.
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“Let’s go to your parents’ house.
I’ll arrange for lunch to be sent there.
You and mother don’t have to do anything,” Lyke Zhekova said.
“We can go to the family mansion at night, which will give my father plenty of time to get ready.
We’ll meet there.”
Peggy Lewis thought this was a good plan.
So, the two of them went to Mrs.
Lewis and Mr.
Lewis’s home.
Lyke Zhekova felt very confident now.
Because he could finally go there as Peggy’s husband, he had the power to do so, and his claim was valid.
On the other hand, Wallace Martin had quickly sent a group email to all of Pingla Group’s employee mailboxes.
Everyone under the Flag of Pingla, including those at Pingla Academy, received the email.
When Cindy Clarke received an email notifying her of the marriage certificate Lyke Zhekova and Peggy Lewis had received, she was speechless.
All students at Pingla Academy were provided with a unified email account by the academy.
It was convenient for announcements about academy events, and competitions.
Pingla Academy’s internal email system was very convenient for mass emails.
This way, students didn’t have to register different email accounts on various platforms, which can be a hassle to keep track of.
Cindy Clarke, at a loss for words, took a screenshot of the email and posted it in the Eighty-Eight Sixty-Four group chat.
Cindy Clarke: “Fourth Uncle, you’re really crazy.”
When everyone saw it…
Samson Zhekova: “I got it too!
Damn, Fourth Uncle, you’re not even sparing our school, huh?”
The staff under the Flag of Pingla getting the email was understandable—it was easier to remember Peggy Lewis that way.
But the students at Pingla Academy aren’t Pingla employees.
They don’t need to remember that!
Lyke Zhekova never imagined that Wallace Martin would even target Pingla Academy.
Initially, he hadn’t even thought to include Pingla Academy.
He had only planned to include the faculty and staff of the academy.
Who would think that Wallace Martin could be so ruthless?
Even so, Lyke Zhekova had to admit, Wallace Martin did a beautiful job!
What a qualified good assistant.
He thought of what he didn’t think of.
One of Cindy Clarke’s classmates, who was sitting next to her, asked while looking puzzled: “Cindy, why did your Fourth Uncle send his wedding announcement to our email?”
Cindy Clarke: “….”
“Just…” Cindy Clarke awkwardly explained, “He wanted to share his joy with everyone.”
Classmate: “….”
They couldn’t feel it.
They didn’t even know him.
Cindy Clarke couldn’t belittle her Fourth Uncle in front of an outsider.
She could only keep smiling.
Peggy Lewis saw the group chat and found it both awkward and funny.
At this point, she had no idea that Wallace Martin had not only informed everyone under the Flag of Pingla, but also the people at Sharp Edge.
With Lyke Zhekova driving, Peggy Lewis was free and was responding to congratulations on her IG stories.
She didn’t notice anything unusual.
It wasn’t until they had lunch at Mrs.
Lewis and Mr.
Lewis’s house and Lyke Zhekova dropped Peggy Lewis off at the company.
When she arrived at Sharp Edge, Peggy Lewis still didn’t notice anything was different.
“I’ll pick you up after work,” Lyke Zhekova told her.
Peggy Lewis was about to get out of the car when Lyke Zhekova called her, “Wait a sec.”
“What’s wrong?” Before Peggy Lewis finished, her vision suddenly went dark.
Lyke Zhekova suddenly leaned in and kissed her.
“This is our first kiss since we got married,” Lyke Zhekova said contentedly.
Peggy Lewis touched her lips, which had just been kissed.
How come kisses feel different after marriage?
When Peggy Lewis looked at Lyke Zhekova, he seemed a little puzzled.
Not knowing what was happening, Peggy Lewis also leaned in, quickly touched Lyke Zhekova’s lips, and pulled away.
Unlike the long kiss Lyke Zhekova had just given her, Peggy Lewis had really only touched her lips to his for a moment before separating.
Before Lyke Zhekova could react, Peggy Lewis quickly got out of the car.
She stood outside the car and waved to Lyke Zhekova: “I’ll see you.”
Lyke Zhekova watched Peggy Lewis turn around and go inside.
Then he drove away.
Just as Peggy Lewis entered the company, she was stunned by the banner hanging on the first floor of the company.
“Congratulations to Mr.
Lyke Zhekova and Ms.
Peggy Lewis on their wedding, wishing you a happy marriage.”
Peggy Lewis: “….”
Who did this!
That’s too exaggerated!
Although she questioned in her heart, deep down she knew who was responsible.
This had Lyke Zhekova written all over it!
Checking the time, she figured that Lyke Zhekova was still on his way to the company.
Not wanting to distract him while driving, Peggy Lewis decided not to call Lyke Zhekova just yet.
She planned to call him in about twenty minutes.
Even though it only took ten minutes to drive between the two companies.
But Peggy Lewis wanted to give Lyke Zhekova a little more time.
“Ms.
Lewis!” Sharp Edge’s boss Mr.
Tanner, along with General Manager Lin and other high-level executives and department heads, stood in a row under the banner.
Seeing Peggy Lewis, Mr.
Tanner quickly led everyone over.
This grand gesture really shocked Peggy Lewis.
“Mr.
Tanner,” Peggy Lewis greeted everyone, not missing anyone, being very polite.
She didn’t become cocky just because she had married Lyke Zhekova.
On the contrary, everyone kept saying, “You’re too polite.”
Peggy Lewis: “….”
“Peggy, we’ve already heard that you and Mr.
Zhekova got your marriage certificate today.” Mr.
Tanner laughed, “Congratulations!
Congratulations!”
“Thank you.” Peggy Lewis said with a smile, “Were you…
waiting for me?”
“Of course!” General Manager Lin laughed, “We heard about your big event.
Of course, we had to come and congratulate you right away.”
They had thought that Lyke Zhekova would bring Peggy Lewis to the company.
Seeing their considerations, they’d figured Lyke Zhekova would be very pleased.
They didn’t expect Lyke Zhekova not to show up.
That was truly disappointing.
What they didn’t know was that Lyke Zhekova was really scared!
He had kept this a secret from Peggy Lewis before telling Sharp Edge.
Although Peggy Lewis’s colleagues will know about it from her IG stories, the executives at Sharp Edge wouldn’t be the first to know, right?
But Lyke Zhekova was very aware of himself and knew that Peggy Lewis would definitely despise him for this.
That’s why he didn’t dare to escort Peggy Lewis into the company.
Even if Peggy Lewis held him accountable afterwards, it would be after the fact.
“You’re all too kind,” Peggy Lewis quickly said, “I really feel bad for making such a fuss.”
Chapter 1222: Even a Verbal Argument Makes Us Happy_1 “You’re being overly polite!” Mr.
Tanner subconsciously wanted to shake hands.
But he felt it inappropriate.
Peggy Lewis was a female subordinate.
If he made any mistake, it could be seen as harassment.
Moreover, Peggy Lewis was now Lyke Zhekova’s wife.
Therefore, he had to be cautious as if handling porcelain.
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Mr.
Tanner even wanted to surround Peggy Lewis with a one-meter radius fence, to avoid any accident, any bump or scratch, any bullying, which would be hard to explain.
Abigail Ackehurst and Clara Evans were watching from the vicinity of Elevator.
They didn’t know when Peggy Lewis would return.
They heard that Mr.
Tanner was leading a group of leaders to display a banner on the first floor.
Clara Evans and Abigail Ackehurst heard for the first time of such a flamboyant occurrence.
So they weren’t here to see Peggy Lewis, they were here to witness a miracle.
After all, they could see Peggy Lewis in the department every day.
Now they were watching Mr.
Tanner with a group of company leaders anticipating Peggy Lewis as though for an inspection.
The two couldn’t help but laugh at this scene.
Peggy Lewis felt extremely embarrassed, and could only whisper, “Mr.
Tanner, I’m here in this Company to work diligently, so… however it was before, it’ll continue to be, regardless of my marriage or the person I’m married to.”
“You really don’t have to be so courteous.
I have no intention of bringing personal matters into work either.” Peggy Lewis explained softly.
“This pomp and circumstance, I really can’t stand.” Peggy Lewis said, “Regardless of what my life is like outside the Company, in the Company, I’m just a small department manager.”
“This way, the pressure on me is high,” Peggy Lewis said quietly.
Mr.
Tanner was just showing his regard for Peggy Lewis.
If Peggy Lewis was uncomfortable with this, then he certainly couldn’t do something that might offend her instead.
So, Mr.
Tanner suggested, “Shall I have the banner taken down?”
Peggy Lewis nodded vigorously, and hastened to say, “Yes, please take it down urgently.”
Mr.
Tanner promptly called to the people behind him, “Quickly remove the banner.
Peggy wants to keep a low profile!”
Peggy Lewis: “…..”
You’re shouting so loudly, it’s not low-key at all.
The crowd was busy getting someone to remove the banner.
Although everyone was bustling around, it was lively, and it looked like a significant event.
But at least the banner was removed, and the scene appeared clearer.
“However, Peggy, despite your low-profile, obtaining a marriage certificate is such a happy event, we can’t not celebrate,” said Mr.
Tanner again.
Peggy Lewis looked at Mr.
Tanner in shock, “At the company?
No…no need.”
Peggy Lewis hurried to say, “We indeed need to celebrate, but it can be done at home with the elders.”
As soon as Peggy Lewis mentioned this, Mr.
Tanner instantly became both respectful and envious.
The ‘elders’ Peggy Lewis was referring to weren’t they the elders of the Zhekova Family?
Thinking about the elders of the Zhekova Family, he usually wouldn’t even get the opportunity to see them.
But now, Peggy Lewis had become a part of their family.
They would celebrate and dine together.
Mr.
Tanner was extremely envious.
“Your family celebration is separate.
This is a different matter,” said Mr.
Tanner, “Be assured, I know you like to maintain a low profile and don’t like to show off, so I’ve only ordered cakes to be delivered to each department for everyone to celebrate together.”
Peggy Lewis: “…..”
In fact, she wasn’t too familiar with colleagues in other departments.
There were many she couldn’t even say the names of.
Yet now they were to celebrate her marriage?
Peggy Lewis felt quite embarrassed.
But this situation was already much better than what she was anticipating.
“The one I’ve ordered for your department is particularly large, it has three layers!” said Mr.
Tanner again.
“…” Peggy Lewis’s mouth twitched, and she quickly said, “Thank you so much, I’m sorry for the inconvenience.”
“Ah!
It’s nothing at all,” Although Mr.
Tanner modestly shook his head, he was actually very pleased with Peggy Lewis’s gratitude.
At this moment, he was beaming.
“You’re being so modest, otherwise, I’d organize a company-wide party like a yearly gala!”Mr.
Tanner cheerfully suggested.
Since Peggy Lewis would not let him do this anyway, he might as well talk big.
It was harmless talk.
Without having to spend real money, of course, the larger claims, the better.
Oral satisfaction brought happiness!
Peggy Lewis: “…..”
Why don’t you suggest sponsoring the wedding too?
Peggy Lewis suspected that Mr.
Tanner was just boasting, but she had to say, “You’re being too courteous.
There are so many colleagues in our company, many of whom I’ve never spoken to and don’t even know me.
Celebrating my wedding specially?
It’s too unreasonable and awkward.”
“I truly understand your good intentions,” Peggy Lewis said.
Mr.
Tanner was waiting for these words, of course, he was also waiting to hear that Lyke Zhekova would also appreciate his good intentions.
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However, Peggy Lewis refrained.
She would not speak on behalf of Lyke Zhekova in a situation where it was clear the other party was acting out of self-interest.
As of now, Mr.
Tanner dared not cross Peggy Lewis.
Even if Peggy Lewis intended to retire in the company and do nothing, Mr.
Tanner would not dare utter a word of objection.
He would instead, hate not being able to offer her a high executive salary.
Seeing that Mr.
Tanner had no intention of leaving, Peggy Lewis had to push onwards and take the initiative to say, “Mr.
Tanner, shall I return to the business department to see the cake you sent?”
Mr.
Tanner, seeing that Peggy Lewis still remembered his cake, was immediately very pleased.
This meant that Peggy Lewis had indeed remembered his best wishes.
“Yes, yes, go check it out.
It should have already arrived,” said Mr.
Tanner, “Don’t wait too long as the cream may melt and then the cake won’t taste good.”
Peggy Lewis hastily left.
Upon approaching the elevator, she saw Abigail Ackehurst and Clara Evans also standing there, and she quickly gave them a signal.
Abigail Ackehurst and Clara Evans immediately waved at her while pressing the elevator button.
Peggy Lewis smiled and explained to Mr.
Tanner, “Those two are colleagues from our department, we can return together.”
After all, this elevator couldn’t fit that many people.
Peggy Lewis quickly joined Abigail Ackehurst and Clara Evans in the elevator.
As there were many people, Mr.
Tanner couldn’t join.
Besides in front of the Employees, Mr.
Tanner still needed to save face, and it wasn’t appropriate to directly flatter Peggy Lewis.
Earlier, Peggy Lewis had purposely whispered to Mr.
Tanner to save him face.
This made Mr.
Tanner admire Peggy Lewis even more.
Despite having such a strong heir like Lyke Zhekova in her corner, she hadn’t become arrogant.
She respected him the same as before.
Mr.
Tanner couldn’t help but sigh.
It was exactly because of this that she could go far.
Once away from Mr.
Tanner and co., Peggy Lewis finally let out a sigh of relief.
As for the other employees in the elevator, they were likely curious and glanced at her.
But this situation was something she had experienced before when Lyke Zhekova came to pick her up, and people misinterpreted it as them dating.
Chapter 1223: You’re Indeed Too Clever for Your Own Good_1 Now, Peggy Lewis is calm.
After reaching the business department floor, she got out of the elevator along with Abigail Ackehurst and Clara Evans.
Upon entering the business department, everyone extended their congratulations to Peggy Lewis.
But everyone just politely gave their blessings.
“Let’s hurry up and cut the cake.
Otherwise, the cream will melt.” said Clara Evans.
Abigail Ackehurst, holding her stomach, said, “I would have skipped lunch if I knew Mr.
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Tanner was sending a cake.”
Sis Anita laughed, “Hahaha, I seem to remember a phrase that young people say?”
Clara Evans said: “The stomach for dining and the dessert after dinner, they’re separate for women.”
Wilbert Evans waved at Elijah Hernandez and Tiffany Wagner and together they brought out the cake.
The three-tiered cake was quite heavy, it wasn’t easy for one person to carry.
Opening the box covering the cake, Peggy Lewis was truly flabbergasted.
Mr.
Tanner ordered such a big cake!
The two business departments couldn’t possibly finish it.
Peggy Lewis took a photo and sent it to Lyke Zhekova, “Gifted by our company’s Mr.
Tanner.”
Lyke Zhekova replied, “Mr.
Tanner?”
“Our company’s boss.” Peggy Lewis replied.
Lyke Zhekova nodded; this was the effect he wanted.
Peggy Lewis asked, “Are you in the company?”
Unaware of the danger closing in, Lyke Zhekova responded, “Just entered the office.”
Peggy Lewis took a deep breath, typing quickly, “Did you let Wallace Martin send an email to our company?”
Lyke Zhekova finally felt guilty and replied in shock, “What?
Wallace Martin also sent an email to your company!
This kid is really presumptive!”
Lyke Zhekova added, “I know you’re low-profile, so I didn’t tell him not to send any more emails to your company.
I just notified the Flag of Pingla.”
Lyke Zhekova thought for a while, making sure he wasn’t lying.
He really hadn’t thought of doing this.
It was Wallace Martin’s idea, and Wallace Martin proposed it.
It had nothing to do with him.
Peggy Lewis: “…”
I don’t believe you!
“The cake was a good idea.” Lyke Zhekova added, “Why hadn’t I thought of it?”
Not only did his own ideas fall short of Wallace Martin’s, but also of the sharp-minded Mr.
Tanner.
That was very unfair.
“I have to order some and send them to each department, so they can share our joy.” Lyke Zhekova proposed.
Peggy Lewis: “…”
“I have to go eat the cake now.” Peggy Lewis spoke helplessly.
Lyke Zhekova was also busy ordering cakes.
Aside from Chinese cuisine, Pingla Group indeed has western restaurants.
Lyke Zhekova directed Wallace Martin to get in touch with the restaurant side and order them to make more cakes.
Unlike Mr.
Tanner’s exaggeration of ordering a three-tiered cake, he simply ordered a 10-inch one for each department.
However, even with that, the quantity was still significant.
It could only be distributed among different western restaurants, with each responsible for a portion.
Otherwise, if a single restaurant was asked to do all the baking, the chefs would have had to bake until midnight.
Especially since Lyke Zhekova’s order was so sudden.
Although western restaurants also make desserts, they usually do it in small portions.
Making this large of a cake was indeed difficult.
Moreover, they also had to attend to diners.
Fortunately, there were enough restaurants.
Each one contributed a little, and they managed to cope.
However, the dessert chefs from all western restaurants couldn’t help but unanimously grumble while preparing the cakes.
Lyke Zhekova sent Wallace Martin the picture of the Marriage Certificate they had taken before.
Wallace Martin: “…”
What the hell?
Has Lyke Zhekova gone mad?
He received his wedding certificate and wants his assistant to keep a copy of the picture?
Previously, he didn’t say that being Lyke Zhekova’s assistant would entail such tasks!
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Could it be that Lyke Zhekova has been single for too long and has now turned degenerate?
Wallace Martin probed, “CEO, this picture…
do you want me to keep it?”
Lyke Zhekova: “…”
“Are you sick!
Get your own certificate!
What do you want with a picture of my marriage certificate!” Lyke Zhekova was surprised.
Perhaps Wallace Martin, being around him for so long, has…
He didn’t notice that!
If it’s really necessary, why not give Wallace Martin a break to rest?
Wallace Martin: “…”
Being Lyke Zhekova’s assistant is truly difficult.
He couldn’t believe he was being accused of being a pervert.
“No, CEO, you misunderstood,” Wallace Martin rushed to explain.
“I was confused as to why you randomly sent me this picture?
What do you want me to do with it?”
“Go print it, enlarge it, put it in a frame, and hang it on my office wall,” Lyke Zhekova instructed.
Wallace Martin: “…”
The older you get, the more outrageous you become!
People usually enlarge wedding photos and hang them on the wall.
You’re enlarging the photo of your marriage certificate and hanging it on the wall instead.
“How big do you want it?” Wallace Martin asked again.
After all, Wallace Martin isn’t the one making a fuss, it’s Lyke Zhekova.
So, it didn’t matter to him.
“This big,” Lyke Zhekova gestured, “like a wedding photo.”
Wallace Martin: “…”
It seems you really got inspiration from wedding photos.
Wallace Martin, having been by Lyke Zhekova’s side for so many years had developed a habit, he couldn’t help but ask, “Will you hang the wedding photos you’ll take with the Mrs.
in the office later?”
“Of course,” Lyke Zhekova replied.
“Not your idea, I’ve thought of it ages ago.”
Wallace Martin: “…”
I’m not trying to compete with you.
There’s nothing to compete about with this kind of thing.
“It’s because we haven’t taken wedding photos yet, so we use the picture of the marriage certificate to substitute for it.
In this way, when anyone comes into my office, just one glance and they’ll know that I’m married,” Lyke Zhekova said.
Wallace Martin: “…”
People already know that.
Not mentioning everyone under the Flag of Pingla, didn’t you just announce it to the whole world on Facebook?
Besides, only a small fraction of people can come to your office.
What’s the use of that?
Wallace Martin grumbled about Lyke Zhekova in his heart.
Lyke Zhekova looked at the wall thoughtfully.
Behind him was a floor-to-ceiling window, so obviously he couldn’t hang a picture there.
“This wall then,” Lyke Zhekova gestured towards the location to the left of the office desk.
“Although you can’t see it right when you walk in, as long as I hint at it, you can still see it when you turn,” Lyke Zhekova analyzed.
Wallace Martin: “…”
You’re really awesome!
He had seen all the fuss made by The Big Eight families in their weddings, but Lyke Zhekova brought a new twist, a new standard.
This was the first time someone enlarged a photo of a marriage certificate and hung it in the office.
“Later on, when the wedding photos are taken, just hang it on the opposite wall,” Lyke Zhekova clearly arranged.
“The photos of the marriage certificate and the wedding photos would directly correspond, echoing each other.
I’m very satisfied with this arrangement!” Lyke Zhekova appreciatively nodded.
“Any visitors would see our wedding photo the moment they sit on the sofa and lift their heads!
It’s quite eye-catching,” Lyke Zhekova was pleased.
Wallace Martin: “…”
You’re truly smart in a terrible way!
“Go take care of it quickly,” Lyke Zhekova waived his hand.
Chapter 1224: Today is a Big Fool_1 “By the time I come to work tomorrow morning, I want to see the photo already hung.” Lyke Zhekova ordered.
“Yes.” Wallace Martin noted and planned to get it done later.
As Lyke Zhekova’s assistant, there’s always so much to do!
“Oh, book an appointment for me with Oliver Young,” Lyke Zhekova said.
Without asking, it was clear that Lyke Zhekova’s intention was for wedding photos with Peggy Lewis.
Because Oliver Young was a photographer.
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He usually worked on cover photos for various fashion magazines.
Performers usually cannot get a booking for a solo shoot with him.
Of course, it was different for Lyke Zhekova.
Wallace Martin noted this as well.
“Alright, go get it done.” Lyke Zhekova was getting increasingly uncomfortable seeing the blank wall in his office, “Fill up the blank space on the wall as soon as possible.”
Wallace Martin: “…”
He really wanted to suggest Lyke Zhekova to take a picture with Peggy Lewis and hang it up temporarily.
Nevertheless, Wallace Martin managed to keep his thoughts to himself.
“I’ll get it done immediately.” Wallace Martin quickly left after he uttered that.
Lyke Zhekova spent the whole afternoon at the company, but his mind wasn’t on his work.
He kept taking out his marriage certificate to cheer himself up.
From now on, he would be in a lawful marriage with Peggy Lewis.
Living together would also be a legitimate relationship.
Starting today, he would be able to share a bedroom with Peggy Lewis!
When Lyke Zhekova realized this point, he could hardly contain himself.
Peggy Lewis hasn’t packed her stuff yet.
Moving her stuff from the room next door would take time, wouldn’t it?
Lyke Zhekova wished he could help pack, but he didn’t dare to.
Seeing as Lyke Zhekova wasn’t focused on his work, he just kept checking out his IG stories and the blessings from his friends.
Then he scrolled through Facebook to see the blessings from netizens.
As expected, he saw photos of the cakes sent by Majestic’s employees on both IG stories and Facebook.
And they were all wishing him and Peggy a happy marriage.
General Manager Webster: “Thanks to CEO @Lyke Zhekova, wishing CEO and his wife a happy marriage.”
Manager Hulo from Marketing Dept.: “CEO @Lyke Zhekova arranged for each department to have a cake to celebrate his marriage with the CEO’s wife.
Happy marriage to our CEO and CEO’s Wife!”
Manager Sanders of Human Resources: “The cake specially delivered by CEO @Lyke Zhekova is shared with every department!
The cake is sweet, just like the relationship between our CEO and his wife, all lovey-dovey!”
Advertisement Department Manager Ford: “Thanks to CEO @Lyke Zhekova for the exquisite cake, made by Rencontre Culinaire under the banner of Pingla Group.
The pastry chefs at Rencontre Culinaire are just amazing, such an exquisite cake, I can’t bear to eat it.
Everyone is welcome to come and taste the same celebratory cake for the CEO’s wedding.”
Looking at these posts on Facebook, Lyke Zhekova thought they were really in line with the style of their respective departments.
The manager of the Human Resources Department was a lady, and her tone showed feminine softness.
On the other hand, the manager of the Advertisement Department didn’t forget to advertise for the restaurant.
Lyke Zhekova painstakingly responded to each of them to show his gratitude.
The netizens saw Lyke Zhekova’s every response.
“Is Fourth Uncle Lyke living on Facebook today?”
“His responses are so timely.”
“Every department gets a big cake, is it all paid for by Fourth Uncle Lyke’s own pocket?”
Although the managers and staff posted on Facebook, they only posted once and didn’t dare answer the netizens’ questions.
It is working hours after all, even if they have time to respond, they dare not.
It will seem too idle, playing on Facebook during working hours.
Especially today, when Lyke Zhekova has been on Facebook all the time, it would be so awkward to be caught by Lyke Zhekova.
Probably even the joy of Lyke Zhekova’s marriage couldn’t save them.
So, although the employees were eager to respond, they did not dare to.
After waiting for so long, Lyke Zhekova ended up not seeing anyone replying to the netizens’ doubts, making him slightly upset.
He called Wallace Martin in again.
Wallace Martin had a hunch that Lyke Zhekova didn’t really have something important to tell him.
As he already knew that Lyke Zhekova has been scrolling through Facebook.
Lyke Zhekova wasn’t working, so what could he possibly want?
“CEO, you called me.” Even though Martin respectfully responded, he could not help but recognize the foolishness in Lyke Zhekova’s behavior today.
No matter what Lyke Zhekova says or commands today, Martin kept reminding himself not to be surprised and hold back his complaints.
Because today, Lyke Zhekova was a big fool.
Lyke Zhekova pointed his fingertip at the mobile phone screen.
As Martin looked, he noticed the screen was still on the Facebook page.
Martin assumed that he probably wouldn’t have much significant work to do today.
Since Lyke Zhekova was not working, it naturally meant that he would also not have much work to do.
“Why don’t these people respond to the netizens’ questions?” Lyke Zhekova asked.
Martin craned his neck over to see.
“What question?
CEO, may I have a look?”
Lyke Zhekova then showed Martin.
Martin understood instantly.
“CEO, they all are busy working, they don’t have time to check Facebook, naturally they can’t answer.” Martin loyally refrained from stating the real reason.
It was a joke.
Whoever answers indicates they’re scrolling through Facebook, not working.
What if they were caught by Lyke Zhekova?
Who would dare to answer!
“Didn’t they just post on Facebook showing off their cakes?” Lyke Zhekova asked.
“They’re not showing off the cakes, they’re sending their wedding blessings to you and the CEO’s wife!” Martin replied, thinking to himself, ‘you’re treating him like a fool and he really is one.’
He was indeed a fool.
“You sent over the cakes to share your joy with everyone, and they posted it to appreciate your kind gesture.
Isn’t it a waste of your kind intentions if they didn’t show it off?
Also, they had to let the netizens know about your kind intentions.
In a way, it made everyone know that you treat everyone in the company well and include everyone during happy occasions.”
“This way, it could convey one of the characteristics of our company culture, promote our company, and attract new applications to our company.” said Martin, “At the same time, it’s another way to express blessings for your marriage, and lets everyone understand that you’re an excellent boss.
Killing three birds with one stone.”
Lyke Zhekova nodded, agreeing with Martin’s reasonable explanation.
Martin sighed in his heart.
No wonder there’s been incidents in ancient times where an emperor was dim-witted and eunuchs wielded power.
Those eunuchs would flatter and sweet-talk the emperor all day long, making him more compliant.
When they encounter a foolish emperor, wouldn’t they hold all the power in their hands?
At this point, Martin suddenly realized something might be wrong.
He’s not a eunuch!
Spit!
Martin gathered his thoughts and continued explaining, “After posting this, everyone went back to concentrate on their work.”
Chapter 1225: Thanks for the invitation, I am in Majestic, just finished eating cake_1 After speaking, Wallace Martin couldn’t help but be moved by his own words.
The people in the company must not know how many problems he had to handle for them every day at Lyke Zhekova’s place!
He really was the company’s savior!
His only fault was that he was too kind; otherwise, he wouldn’t have to bother deflecting all these issues for them.
At this moment, Lyke Zhekova pointed at a comment: “You go reply to this.”
Wallace Martin: “…”
“If I reply personally, it won’t be as effective,” said Lyke Zhekova.
“You can reply on behalf of a Majestic Corp employee.
You can say it’s my own expense to treat everyone.”
“Okay.” Wallace Martin agreed reluctantly, “CEO, could you send me the Facebook post so I can find the comment?”
Lyke Zhekova quickly sent it to him.
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Wallace Martin went back to the comment section, finally found the comment, and quickly replied: “Thank you for inviting me.
I work at Majestic and just finished the cake.
The cakes were indeed bought by our CEO out of his own pocket to distribute to each department, simply so he could share the joy of his marriage with us.”
Wallace Martin finished writing, but did not immediately send it; he first showed it to Lyke Zhekova. “CEO, how does it look?” Wallace Martin asked.
“Is it okay to reply like this?”
Lyke Zhekova glanced at it and nodded: “It’s good, send it.”
Wallace Martin sent the message.
Social media users don’t believe everything.
They even clicked on Wallace Martin’s profile picture, entering his Facebook home page to verify.
The description written there was indeed “Special Assistant to the CEO of Majestic Corp.”
“Wow!
It’s actually true!” they exclaimed.
“And he’s someone close to Fourth Uncle Zhekova!”
Wallace Martin: “…”
Did this netizen’s Chinese language teacher teach gym?
Can’t they communicate well?
How can they consider him as someone close to Lyke Zhekova?
Peggy Lewis is someone close to Lyke Zhekova!
“It’s definitely close being Fourth Uncle Zhekova’s special assistant!”
“I suspect Fourth Uncle Zhekova told him to reply!”
Wallace Martin thought to himself, ‘Brother, you’ve figured out the truth!’
“Given the pace and behavior of the Big Eight families old bachelors getting married, Fourth Uncle Zhekova could certainly have done it.”
Lyke Zhekova: “…”
Wallace Martin hastily added, “CEO, this is a guess by internet users, it’s not my fault!”
This time, Lyke Zhekova saw a user comment: “But it’s indeed obvious that Fourth Uncle Zhekova is happy about the marriage, and we can totally feel it.”
Lyke Zhekova finally saw a comment that satisfied him, so he decided to stop relying on others and reply himself: “If you can tell the truth, say more.”
The netizen did not expect a reply from Lyke Zhekova.
“Ahhh!
I got noticed!
Fourth Uncle Zhekova noticed me!”
“It seems tonight Fourth Uncle Zhekova really did log onto Facebook.”
Wallace Martin: “…”
Lyke Zhekova finally decided to put his phone away and get back to work, but his work efficiency was lower than usual.
He barely made it till the end of work.
With only five minutes till work ended, Lyke Zhekova couldn’t wait, grabbing his car keys and leaving early.
Though he only left five minutes early, he managed to avoid rush hour.
He smoothly arrived in ten minutes below Peggy Lewis’s company building and parked the car on the side of the road.
Contrarily, Peggy Lewis was focused on her job all afternoon, demonstrating high efficiency.
That’s because she’d taken the morning off.
The work from the morning got piled up into the afternoon.
This caused Peggy to be completely engrossed in work throughout the afternoon, with no time to bask in the joy of her new marriage or to feel nervous.
Had it not been for her phone ringing with a Whatsapp notification, she wouldn’t have known it was time to get off work.
She glanced at her Whatsapp.
It was a message from Lyke Zhekova, telling her he was already waiting downstairs.
They’d arranged to go to the family mansion to have dinner with the elders today.
Peggy Lewis couldn’t be late.
She still had some work left to finish up, but she decided to call it a day and take the rest home to finish up later.
Peggy Lewis quickly ran out.
Lyke Zhekova got out of the car to help her: “No need to hurry.”
“I took the morning off, and a lot of work piled up.
I forgot about the time,” Peggy explained.
Lyke Zhekova held the car door open for her to get in.
When Lyke Zhekova got in, he buckled his seatbelt and asked her, “Did you finish everything?”
“There’s a little bit left, and I plan to finish it at home tonight,” said Peggy Lewis.
Lyke Zhekova nodded, but didn’t say anything.
And so, they headed to the family mansion.
Adrian Zhekova and Cindy Clarke, along with their kid, went as well.
The family of Samson Zhekova was there too.
Ethan Zhekova’s family, however, wasn’t there.
Because the Old Madam didn’t inform them at all.
The Old Madam secretly told Samson Zhekova to invite Jayden Zhekova and his wife.
The Old Madam didn’t bother asking Jayden Zhekova and his wife if they were available.
After all, they surely had time.
Maverick Zhekova and Victoria Wheeler came too.
After all, today was the day Peggy Lewis formally became a part of the Zhekova Family, so it was important that she got to know all the family members.
As for Ethan Zhekova’s family, their cold attitude and inability to say anything nice would ruin the atmosphere if they were invited.
The Old Madam and the Old Master discussed it and decided that just letting Peggy know of these three people would be sufficient.
Peggy had gotten a heads up about Ethan’s family from Cindy beforehand.
Therefore, when she heard from Lyke Zhekova that the Old Madam didn’t invite them, Peggy breathed a sigh of relief.
“I’m really lucky then.
Even Cindy had to face them,” said Peggy Lewis.
“That was because it happened to be the New Year, and it couldn’t be helped,” Lyke Zhekova laughed.
“Usually, if there’s something going on, we don’t invite them.
We try to prevent meetings with them as much as possible.
But for the New Year, we can’t avoid them.
Even if the elders don’t want to meet them, they still have to pay a New Year’s visit, and we can’t stop them.”
“For this year’s New Year, you won’t be able to avoid it either and will have to meet them,” Lyke Zhekova said.
“It’s alright, Cindy and I will have each other’s company,” said Peggy Lewis.
“You are much stronger than Cindy.
Ethan’s family has their sights on the family residence so naturally, they see Adrian and Cindy as thorns in their sides.
I’m not really a threat to them.
Even though I may get some of the Zhekova family’s power and property in the future, they might want to compete with me for it.
But that’s in the future.
At least for now, they can’t even keep up with me.
The main firepower is still focused on Adrian and the others.”
Peggy let out a sigh of relief: “Then it’s really hard on Adrian and Cindy.”
“Not hard, they’re not that easy to mess with,” said Lyke Zhekova.
“Cindy is no pushover.”
“Hey!
Don’t badmouth my girlfriend like that.” Peggy quickly slapped Lyke Zhekova’s arm.
“I’m praising her!” Lyke Zhekova quickly explained.
“Only this way can she keep Adrian company and support each other.
If she was weak and useless, our family wouldn’t approve of her.”
“Don’t assume the Zhekova family is so casual about everything, and that we truly don’t care about anything as long as we like each other, irrespective of the other party’s behaviour,” Lyke Zhekova said.
“While the elders do not care about family background, they do care about the other person’s character,” Lyke Zhekova explained with a smile.
Chapter 1226: I Respect Him_1 “The elders certainly won’t approve of someone who’s weak and incapable,” Lyke Zhekova remarked, “They don’t necessarily expect one to accomplish great deeds, but at the very least, they should be able to maintain composure during difficulties and be strong, not just continually dependent on others.”
“Take you and Cindy Clarke, for example, you’re both very independent women.
Even without Adrian or myself, you would still excel in your own fields.”
“Old Madam likes Cindy Clarke not because of Morgan, but for Cindy herself.
Even without Morgan, Old Madam adores Cindy Clarke immensely.
Despite not having a noble lineage, and even having quite a troublesome maternal family…”
“It can be said that Cindy grew up in a tough environment, yet she never faltered.
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Even later when she was schemed against during her hardest moments, she made it through.
A young woman with a child yet she managed to forge her own successful career.”
“Such resilience allows her to turn things around in the face of adversities,” Lyke Zhekova said, “That’s what the elders value the most.”
“And you’ve got it too,” Lyke Zhekova continued, “You come from a blissful family, thus you’re an outgoing, cheerful person who loves to help people without being petty or calculative.
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This is the influence brought by your original family environment.
This is the wonderful foundation laid by your Father-in-law and Mother-in-law.”
“Moreover, at a young age, you could compete for managerial positions, and even though there are still many inequalities against women at workplaces today, you managed to stand out in this environment, which is remarkable,” Lyke Zhekova added with a smile. “The elders never look at what kind of family someone comes from, whether they are rich or poor, happy, or decaying.
They only care about the individual themselves.”
“To be honest, everyone we’ve met in our social circuit comes from good families.
Indeed, Old Madam has tried introducing girlfriends to Adrian and me before.
However, she really hasn’t found many suitable ones.”
“Most capable girls from good families usually have boyfriends.
The single females are not to Old Madam’s liking.
There are few capable and single women who could please Old Madam’s standards.
Once we finally find some, we don’t cooperate.”
“So you’re not afraid of mentioning your past now?” Peggy Lewis dangerously squinted her eyes.
“Nothing like that,” Lyke Zhekova’s tenacious survival instincts sprung into action, “These were girls Old Madam wanted to introduce us to, but were unsuccessful, right?
I hardly even got to meet them.”
“So, you admit that you have met them?” Peggy Lewis hit right at the sensitive point.
“There was no way out of it, right?
Old Madam has too many tricks up her sleeve.
I was indeed tricked into having meals a few times and met a few people.
I’ve forgotten how many and what they even look like.
I don’t remember their names either.
I had no more contact with them after our initial meeting.”
“Of course, I mainly refused Old Madam with various excuses,” Lyke Zhekova quickly clarified that he actively rejected those girls, “After a few tries, Old Madam got tired.”
Also, as he grew older, there were no longer single females around his age available.
“So, I truly have no romantic history,” Lyke Zhekova elaborated.
“I know, I was just pulling your leg,” Peggy Lewis chuckled.
Cindy Clarke had already shared everything with her.
Even if Cindy Clarke didn’t know much about Lyke Zhekova, Adrian knew a lot.
Anything Cindy Clarke didn’t know was easily answered with a quick question to Adrian.
While talking, the two arrived at the family mansion.
Third Old Master Zhekova came to the mansion after lunch since he was free.
He had spent the entire afternoon there.
Lyke managing to get married in a hurry without creating any waiting time for Grandfather made him extremely happy.
He became outgoing and chatted away with the others the whole afternoon.
Cindy Clarke arrived early, too.
Her afternoon class ended early, so she rode in Cleave Roland’s car to pick up the little one from the nursery before heading to the family mansion.
Adrian arrived by himself after finishing work.
Although Samson Zhekova was also under Pingla Academy, he didn’t have as much freedom as Cindy Clarke did.
When Lyke Zhekova and Peggy Lewis arrived, the little one was entertaining the elders with great charm.
Of course, the little one thought he was cheering up the elders, feeling terribly dutiful.
The elders, however, felt like they were amusing the little one.
Supporting their old bodies to play was not easy.
Peggy Lewis’s entry this time felt different.
She abruptly transitioned from being Lyke Zhekova’s girlfriend to his wife.
She felt genuinely integrated into the family, but with some unfamiliarity.
“Ah, Fourth Uncle and Fourth Aunt have arrived?” Cindy Clarke teased as she saw them.
The little one also cleverly chimed in, “Fourth Grandfather, Fourth Grandmother!”
Being called Fourth Aunt by her best friend and Fourth Grandmother by her godson.
Thanks to Cindy Clarke and the little one’s playful banter, Peggy Lewis’s unfamiliar feelings evaporated, leaving her torn between crying and laughing.
“Both of you!” Peggy Lewis exclaimed, teetering between laughter and tears.
“Now that it’s New Year, can I get a red packet from you?” Cindy Clarke quipped with a laugh.
Peggy Lewis: “…”
She forgot about that.
Upon a raise in seniority, she would have to spend money.
“No worries, I’ve got it,” Lyke Zhekova quickly said, “I will take care of Cindy’s red packet.”
“Double count, alright” Cindy reminded, “One from Peggy, and one from you.
None could be less.”
The little one looked up at Lyke Zhekova and Peggy Lewis.
After all, Peggy Lewis normally gave him red packets too.
Even though her seniority had been elevated, it didn’t matter, his red packets wouldn’t increase.
However, the little one gradually looked at Peggy Lewis’s stomach.
“So, if Fourth Grandfather and Fourth Grandmother have a baby, then it’s my uncle right?” The little one blinked, filled with anticipation.
Peggy Lewis subconsciously rubbed her belly.
She and Lyke Zhekova hadn’t…
Just as she listened to the little one say: “Then, wouldn’t my uncle have to give me a red packet?”
“…” Lyke Zhekova tugged the corner of his mouth and asked, “But your nephew would have just been born, and wouldn’t be able to speak yet.
How can he give you a red packet?”
“Fourth Grandfather, you can give it on his behalf.
I’ll remember how much he gave me, and when my uncle grows up, understands things, and can speak, I will tell him how much he owes me in red packets.
I will show him respect!”
Lyke Zhekova: “…”
Peggy Lewis: “…”
Being the little one’s Fourth Grandmother, she found him both troublesome and amusing.
“Alright, hurry over and address them correctly.” Cindy Clarke hurriedly ushered Peggy Lewis into the living room.
She waited at the entrance hall with the little one, making a joke or two to make Peggy Lewis feel more relaxed.
However, the elders were still waiting in the living room.
Indeed, with Cindy Clarke and the little one’s jests, Peggy Lewis could now easily call them “Dad.”
Third Old Master Zhekova was so pleased that he nearly stood up from his wheelchair.
Chapter 1227: Isn’t This What’s Supposed To Happen?
_1 “Good, good, good.” Third Old Master Zhekova said ‘good’ three times, then took out a red envelope, “Here, this is a gift for the newlyweds entering the door.”
Peggy Lewis had never heard of such a tradition, and Third Old Master Zhekova said, “It’s a custom in our family!”
“You’ll get more on your wedding day,” said Third Old Master Zhekova cheerfully.
Peggy Lewis was quite skeptical, thinking that Third Old Master Zhekova was just finding an excuse to give her money.
“Second Uncle, Second Aunt.” Peggy Lewis called out again.
Old Master and Old Madam replied with joy.
Third Old Master Zhekova sighed, “I was already very happy to know that I would see your wedding within this year.
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I didn’t expect to have another daughter-in-law so soon.
Thank you, Peggy.”
“No, no,” Peggy Lewis quickly waved her hand, “I am very happy to marry Lyke.”
“Marrying him in the future and marrying him now mean different things.
It implies your trust in him and in us,” Third Old Master Zhekova said, “Thank you for trusting him and us.
And thank you for tolerating my impulsiveness and agreeing to marry Lyke so soon.”
“Actually, I didn’t find it hard at all.
Whether I get married early or late, it’s all the same to me.
I have never felt anything wrong with marrying Lyke.
As long as it’s him, I feel very secure.”
“Now, you and Cindy have become a legitimate family,” smiled the Old Madam.
Cindy Clarke looked at the large family.
Yes, she and Cindy had truly become family.
Marrying Lyke had such great benefits.
At this point, Adrian Zhekova and Samson Zhekova also came back.
“Oh, did you two arrange to come back together?” Old Madam asked them, seeing the two walk in together.
“Ha, just a coincidence.” Samson Zhekova quickly changed his shoes upon entering and said, “We happened to run into each other at the door.”
The Old Madam looked satisfyingly at the increasingly lively living room.
The more people in the house, the more prosperous it would become.
Some households have many siblings, but why doesn’t their home flourish?
That’s because even though there are many people, their hearts are not together.
If one’s heart is not united and energies are not directed towards a common goal…
If they keep secrets from each other and are always on the defensive…
If the home is only a noun, how can it prosper?
Like this, a family that stays united and works towards a common goal, doesn’t care much about trifles and thinks about each other…
This is when a home truly prosperes.
Samson Zhekova took a sip of water and started to tease Lyke about sending an email to the company informing them that he had got his certificate.
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“It’s fine if you send it to the employee’s work email of our company.
Everyone in our company knows who Fourth Aunt is, it’s indeed necessary.
But why did you send it to the students’ email in our Pingla Academy?” Samson Zhekova asked.
“Isn’t that how it should be?” Third Old Master Zhekova questioned.
Samson Zhekova looked at Third Old Master Zhekova in shock, “Students move on after graduating, they have nothing to do with our house!”
“Who says so.” Third Old Master Zhekova argued, “Among the graduates, aren’t there those who became head chefs in our restaurant?
They ought to know Peggy.”
“Besides, even if they open their own restaurants, knowing who Peggy is, having a familiar face, Peggy would be recognized if she goes to dine there in the future, right?” Third Old Master Zhekova said to Lyke, “You’ve done a good job with this.”
Samson Zhekova gaped, “Is that possible?”
Lyke looked pleased and said, “If you are as capable as I am, you can even send bulk emails to the employees of Dylan and their companies, no problem.”
Samson Zhekova: “…”
“I wouldn’t be that way,” Samson Zhekova replied disdainfully, “Only old bachelors who have just gotten out of their single status can show such unstable signs of sudden wealth.”
“Humph!” Lyke didn’t take his words to heart and released a disdainful snicker.
Just wait and see!
To celebrate their certification of marriage, Cindy Clarke specially baked a cake to bring back from Pingla Academy.
It happened to be made in the academy, where the ingredients were ready at hand and even more abundant than at home.
As a food blogger, Cindy has the most comprehensive ingredients stocked in her home kitchen.
But occasionally there were still some missing ingredients.
Baking in the Pingla Academy gave Cindy a sense of happiness.
Regarding the ingredients, it was only her imagination that was the limit, not the supply of the Pingla Academy.
Sometimes, even the ingredients she needed on a whim could be procured at the Pingla Academy.
“You can all taste the cake today, and if you think the flavor is good, then we will prepare it according to this recipe for the wedding,” Cindy said, “It’s a wedding cake, so of course it will be much bigger than this.
I plan to make a six-layer cake.”
“It also represents good luck and harmony,” Cindy added.
“Considering many elders will attend the wedding, I have replaced all the sugar with xylitol.
They can taste it a little bit to enjoy the atmosphere without any negative impact on their health,” Cindy explained.
“Because today is just for tasting the flavor, I didn’t make a complicated design.” Cindy opened the cake box.
The cake was simply coated with a white animal light cream as a base.
Although it had a simple and basic design, it was definitely beautiful.
The cake was covered with strawberries, blueberries, and other fruits.
Fine white sugar frosting was sprinkled on the fruit.
It looked like it was covered with snow.
This made the little one very happy.
Cindy usually controlled his diet, and he couldn’t have cake often.
Now smelling the sweet aroma of the cake, the little one’s mouth was watering.
“We will have dessert after dinner,” said Cindy, took the cake and handed it to Aunt Evans who put it in the fridge, despite longing glances from the little one.
“Oh, speaking of this, I just remembered something,” the Old Madam said, “Peggy’s wedding cake will be decorated by you, then what about yours?”
“You can’t be the bride and be wearing a wedding gown while also preparing the cake,” Though the Old Madam had tasted Cindy’s cooking, she felt that letting an ordinary pastry chef preparing it wouldn’t be up to par.
“Don’t worry, I am leaving it to Parker Honi and his team,” Cindy said.
“Sounds familiar, was he a participant from Pingla during your contest?” asked the Old Master.
“Yes, I’ve already told them in advance about coming to the wedding,” said Cindy, “Then they all said they’d prepare the cake together.”
At this, the Old Madam was relieved, “They are all excellent chefs, and they are your friends.
They have both culinary skills and good intentions.
The significance of this greatly increases.”
Furthermore, they have a guarantee of good skills.
Their cakes definitely wouldn’t go wrong.
Dinner was made by Aunt Evans.
The little one unusually ate a little less, just to keep some room for the cake.
Chapter 1228: Massive Accident Scene_1 The little guy even wanted to hurry everyone to finish eating faster, eager for the cake to be brought out quickly.
However, due to the etiquette he’d been taught since he was young, he knew it would be impolite.
So he held back with difficulty.
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Finally, dinner was almost over.
Aunt Evans cleared the plates away.
Cindy Clarke then took the cake out of the refrigerator.
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As the cake passed by the little guy, he immediately raised his head and took a deep whiff.
His little nose twitched, trying hard to inhale as much of the cake’s sweet scent as possible.
Adrian Zhekova found it amusing and playfully tapped his nose.
“Look at you, so eager.
It’s not like Cindy has ever deprived you of dessert.”
“But Cindy says that eating too much isn’t good for my health.
She says it’s easy to gain weight and get cavities.
She only lets me eat a small piece once a week.” The little guy imitated the size of the small piece, no larger than a triangular slice from a dessert shop.
“That’s already quite a lot,” the Old Madam remarked.
“Even adults don’t necessarily eat a piece every week.”
“Exactly,” agreed Cindy, placing the cake in the middle of the table.
“In my opinion, even a piece a week is too much for you.”
If it weren’t for the little guy’s pitiful and adorable begging, Cindy wouldn’t have agreed to let him have a piece weekly.
The little guy stared at the cake, swallowing gulps of saliva in anticipation.
Cindy Clarke cut up the cake and distributed it to everyone.
And only then was the last piece given to the little guy.
However, she didn’t cut a smaller piece for him simply because he was a kid.
The little guy scanned the pieces everyone else got and was very pleased to see that they were all roughly the same size.
Swallowing another mouthful of saliva, he treated the cake with reverence, like he was part of a very important unboxing ceremony.
He carefully dug out a small piece of cream with his fork.
Because it was homemade by Cindy, there was significantly more cream than what you would find in any store-bought cake.
The little guy grunted with satisfaction before taking a big bite.
The sweet cream melted smoothly in his mouth, filling it with a rich creamy flavor.
Even though it was sweetened with Xylitol, Cindy didn’t add a lot.
After all, although Xylitol is used as a sugar substitute, eating too much of it is not beneficial either.
A small amount is fine.
Moreover, a lightly sweet taste is much more appealing than an overly sweet one.
So the cream was only slightly sweet, and not too strong.
It didn’t overshadow the natural creamy flavor of the cream.
Considering that there was also fruit to supplement the dessert, a strong sweet taste was unnecessary.
For his first bite, the little guy only ate the cream.
For his second, he pricked a piece of strawberry with his fork, scooped a large chunk of cream, and ate both together.
The strawberry gave the cream a slightly sour touch, creating a sweet and sour taste that was reminiscent of strawberry-flavored milk or strawberry ice cream.
Next, the little guy combined the cream, cake, and the mango and peach pieces mixed with the cream in the middle of the cake all in one go.
Third Old Master Zhekova watched his great-grandson, chuckling at the unique way the little boy savored his dessert.
“Now that’s what I call a budding food critic.
Our little Morgan appreciates the intricate layers in his food, truly reflecting Cindy’s influence.”
Old Master Zhekova joined in with a smile, saying, “Even if he doesn’t follow in Cindy’s footsteps to learn cooking, he should at least have some culinary knowledge to manage our company in the future.”
“Yes, exactly!” The little guy nodded eagerly.
“That’s why I need to eat more delicious food.
It’s not just because I love eating, it’s also for my future work!”
Not a single soul believed his words.
Everyone just ignored his claim, complimenting how tasty the cake was instead.
The little guy was left speechless.
He had just come back not too long ago, right?
Why did he feel like he was about to lose his popularity?
The little guy peeked at Peggy Lewis’s belly.
When his baby uncle was born in the future, would he completely lose his favored position then?
Right, older kids couldn’t compete with little babies for cuteness after all!
When they were young, everything was most adorable.
The reason he was able to win over the Old Madam, to the point she even forgot about his grandmother, was purely because he was cute enough!
But a cuter presence was about to appear in the near future.
This sudden realization filled the little guy with a deep sense of imminent crisis.
At the same time, he started to sympathize with his grandmother’s feelings when he first arrived.
As he thought about this, he cast a sorrowful look in Victoria Wheeler’s direction.
Victoria Wheeler: “…”
At that moment, there seemed to be an unusual connection between her and the little guy.
She instantly understood the meaning behind his gaze.
Immediately, both of them turned their gazes simultaneously on Peggy Lewis’s tummy.
Peggy Lewis: “…”
What on earth was the meaning of Victoria and the little guy’s look?
For some reason, Peggy Lewis felt her nose twitch.
Then, the little guy and Victoria turned their heads together towards the Old Madam.
The Old Madam was ready to take a big bite of her cake, but the intense stares made her feel somewhat uneasy.
“To think that even eating a piece of cake would be no easy task for me,” thought the Old Madam.
With her age, she needed to maintain a balanced diet to supplement all the nutrition her body lacked.
At the same time, she had to be cautious not to have too much sugar or fatty food.
It was precisely because she paid such close attention to these things that she and the Old Master could continue to maintain a good condition even at their age.
But sometimes, the Old Madam wanted to indulge a little.
She sometimes craved for something sweet like cake.
Finally, today seemed like the perfect chance, she only planned to have a few bites.
However, the looks she received from Victoria and the little guy instantly disrupted her good mood.
“Mum.”
“Great Grandmother.”
They both called out simultaneously.
The Old Madam: “…”
“What’s wrong?” she asked, trying to find out what had prompted their simultaneous calling of her.
Victoria Wheeler was the first to voice out, “When Peggy gives birth, aren’t you going to end up loving the baby most?”
Little guy added, “Great Grandmother, when the time comes, will you love baby uncle more or me?”
Immediately, Victoria Wheeler protested, “Wait a minute?
Mother, you told the little guy that you loved him most?”
Everyone: “…”
A huge shocking scene unfolded in front of them.
After years of eluding the question, the Old Madam had finally slipped up!
The Old Madam sighed and momentarily lost the desire to eat her cake.
She put her fork and the cake temporarily back onto the small plate before responding, “By the time your brother is born, your Third Great Grandfather will be there to dote on him.
It’ll be a long time before I get a chance!”
The little guy blinked and asked, “So does that mean, even after my adorable little uncle is born, you’ll still love me the most?”
“Mhmm!” The Old Madam quickly nodded in agreement.
After all, the arrival of his little uncle was still in the future, so for now she could give whatever promises she wanted.
But of course, when the time comes, she would definitely love the adorable little newborn the most.
As she glanced at the little guy, she thought to herself that despite his cuteness, he still couldn’t beat the cuteness of an adorable newborn.
Much to her surprise, upon hearing the Old Madam’s response, Victoria Wheeler instantly grew jealous.
“Mother, didn’t you say that you loved me most?”
Chapter 1229: Lyke Zhekova Is About To Start Hunting_1 Old Madam: “…”
Oh dear, she hadn’t thought this through!
For a moment, Old Madam felt especially weary.
She wanted to just let it all go, to get back to being a tough old woman and abandon her dreams of being a gentle matriarch.
But when she looked at Victoria Wheeler, and then at the little one, she found she couldn’t bear to let either of them get hurt.
She turned to Victoria Wheeler and whispered, “I was comparing Morgan to his yet-to-be-born uncle.
But of all of them, Morgan is my favorite.”
Victoria Wheeler seemed to slightly regain her color and then asked, “And what about me and Morgan?”
Old Madam glanced at Morgan and whispered even quieter, “You…you’re still you.”
Afterward, she looked at the little one, offering a soothing glance.
Peggy Lewis>: “…”
Was this how the Zhekova family usually interacted?
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Peggy looked at Lyke Zhekova.
Lyke shook his head.
Don’t ask him; he didn’t know.
He wasn’t usually coming here that often.
So, Peggy turned to look at Cindy Clarke.
Cindy, with a loving smile, nodded.
Yes, this was how they interacted.
If it were only Victoria Wheeler or Morgan, any one of them alone, everything could have been resolved.
But once they were together, Old Madam was under a tremendous amount of pressure, with no chance for relaxation.
Peggy mused that even Old Madam has it tough.
As for this kind of scene, Well, Cindy had got used to it.
Even though one was her mother-in-law, and the other was her son.
Cindy didn’t feel the least pressure.
All the pressure was on Old Madam.
Cindy, entirely at ease, turned to Peggy, “How is the taste of the cake?”
“It’s delicious,” said Peggy.
Cindy smiled and said, “Alright, I’ll stick to this recipe from now on.”
Old Madam managed to weather this storm, barely making it through.
She didn’t dare to keep them any longer.
She wished she could send them away immediately, to give herself a break.
Unless necessary, she couldn’t bear having Victoria Wheeler and the little one appearing before her eyes at the same time.
Seeing how tired Old Madam looked, Old Master sneered, “If you knew it’d be like this, why bother in the first place?”
“You don’t understand,” Old Madam looked superior, “you can never truly grasp such dilemma.”
“Thank you, but I don’t wish to understand,” stated Old Master, declining the unnecessary enlightenment.
At night, everyone went home.
Lyke and Peggy also returned home.
Now, Lyke’s place had indeed become her home.
She felt a true sense of belonging today.
Reminded of the upcoming event unavoidable tonight, Peggy felt nervous.
But remembering her remaining workload, she, fortunately, managed to calm down her nervousness.
As they walked through the door, Lyke casually asked, “Would you like to take a shower first?”
Hitting the shower then comfortably getting to work came to Peggy’s mind.
“Sure.” Peggy nodded in agreement.
Just as Lyke was wondering why Peggy, who would typically be shy, agreed so readily, he heard her saying, “I can finish the remaining work after a shower.”
Only then did Lyke remember the pending work issue.
Peggy hurriedly took a quick shower, brushed her teeth, changed to her pajamas, and let Lyke go take his bath while she went to the study with her laptop.
Lyke didn’t expect his long-awaited wedding night to turn out this way.
Before going to take his shower, Lyke stopped by the study and asked, “How long do you expect to work?”
Looking at the workload, she estimated she would need around an hour.
But feeling nervous, she purposely postponed it, “Roughly, around one and a half to two hours.”
Lyke nodded and said, “It’s late already, don’t stay up too late.”
Peggy: “…”
Seeing Peggy’s blushing face, Lyke couldn’t help but laugh, “I didn’t mean to…you know…that thing…”.
“Although, I do look forward to it, my main concern is that we returned late tonight, and tomorrow morning you have to go to work.
I’m afraid if you stay up too late, your lack of sleep and insufficient rest may wear you out.”
Upon hearing that, Peggy realized she had misunderstood.
It seemed as if she had portrayed Lyke as a person who could only think of that kind of thing, which made her feel particularly embarrassed.
“I’ll work as fast as I can,” Peggy promised after hearing Lyke’s explanation, immediately abandoning her plan to procrastinate.
Lyke was such a gentleman.
Even at this moment, he was still thinking about her rest needs.
Why would he be impatient for that kind of thing?
Peggy even chastised herself for misconstruing Lyke’s intentions.
This was not fair to him at all.
Lyke gave a gentle smile, “Would you like a cup of coffee?”
“Can I?” Peggy asked excitedly.
“I’m afraid it might affect your sleep, so you can only have a little, not as much as you’d usually have during the daytime,” Lyke replied.
“Alright,” Peggy quickly agreed.
About ten minutes later, Lyke brought her half a cup of coffee.
“This much is all you get.
Just drink a little to stay alert,” Lyke advised.
“Okay,” Peggy nodded, took a small sip and felt instantly refreshed.
“I’ll finish it with the highest efficiency.
Don’t worry,” she always demonstrated a high productivity at work.
“Alright, I am going to go take a shower then,” said Lyke with a smile.
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“Go then,” At this point, Peggy felt genuinely relaxed.
She even innocently thought that maybe Lyke doesn’t have that in his plan for tonight.
With absolutely no pressure, Peggy’s work efficiency was surprisingly high.
It was even higher than when she was working in the company.
Office tasks were always interrupted by phone calls and meetings with colleagues.
Now, peaceful and quiet, she was undisturbed.
The job, initially projecting to take over an hour, was completed in just 50 minutes.
Having accomplished her work, she was relieved.
Peggy stretched her body languorously, picked up the empty coffee cup and walked out of the study.
Lyke was in the living room.
“All done?” Lyke asked.
Efforts were made to hide his anticipation from his eyes.
He had managed to put Peggy at ease; he shouldn’t stir up her nerves again.
Completely unaware of Lyke’s hidden motives, Peggy cheerfully nodded, “Yes, it’s done.
I’m quite efficient.”
As she spoke, she took her coffee cup to the kitchen and put it in the dishwasher intending to wash it with the other dishes the next morning.
As soon as she closed the dishwasher, she turned around, only to bump right into Lyke.
His chest felt considerably firmer than she remembered.
The impact made Peggy’s head spin.
Even her heart started to race.
Before she could make sense of it, she found herself lifted off the ground by Lyke.
Not in a bridal carry.
In an act of harboring her around her waist, Lyke lifted her straight up.
Peggy uttered a gasp, just to be cut off by a kiss from Lyke.
Chapter 1230: His First Regret, Marrying Too Late_1 Peggy Lewis’s face flushed under Lyke Zhekova’s kiss, only able to weakly rest in his arms, unable to muster any strength.
In a daze, she vaguely felt herself being held by Lyke Zhekova, rapidly retreating.
With the small shred of consciousness she had left, Peggy silently thought that everything Lyke had just done must have been to lower her guard and ease her nerves, right?
She honestly felt that living with Lyke simply highlighted her intellectual shortcomings.
Always feeling like an idiot.
That was Peggy’s last coherent thought.
Afterward, she could not think of anything.
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Lyke placed her on the bed, holding her tightly in his arms.
Just as Cindy Clarke had mentioned, Peggy didn’t even have the time to ponder whether she looked attractive, or if what she was wearing was suitable.
Before she even had the chance to react, Lyke had her all befuddled.
The only thing Peggy could remember was that Lyke’s stamina was remarkable.
She didn’t know how long they had been at it, she was completely exhausted, but Lyke still seemed fine.
The sound of Lyke’s heavy breathing was still in her ear, sounding strangely enticing to her.
His breath tickling her ear, neck, and shoulders.
Peggy never knew that such an intimate feeling with a man could be so sensational.
It felt as though she had fused with him into one, inseparable.
It was as if a part of him had delved deep into her body.
Their perfect harmony made Peggy lose control, she held Lyke tightly and started crying.
Lyke had never faced this before.
Seeing Peggy cry made him panic.
Hurriedly, he held her tighter, wiping away her tears.
“What’s wrong?
Why are you crying?”
“Did I do something wrong?” Lyke asked anxiously.
Peggy shook her head.
She looked so fragile in Lyke’s eyes.
“Did I hurt you?” Lyke tried to find fault within himself, “Did…did I act too rash without discussing it with you first?”
“It’s my fault, I shouldn’t have acted like that.” Lyke admitted.
“That’s not it.” Peggy heard Lyke’s increasing misunderstanding and quickly spoke up.
“I don’t know how to put it.” she also had not faced this feeling before, clueless about how to describe it, “It’s not resentment.
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If I had to put it into words, perhaps it’s more akin to being touched?”
Peggy sniffled, at this point, she actually didn’t want to talk anymore.
Firstly, she had no energy.
Secondly, it was due to a certain indescribable feeling that she could only sense.
“Feels just… being with you, it’s great.” Peggy in Lyke’s arms, her cheek nuzzling against the sweat-slick surface of his chest.
Lyke heaved a sigh of relief.
As long as he didn’t do anything wrong, or make Peggy feel uncomfortable, or come to despise him, everything was fine.
“So…” Lyke’s finger lightly glided on Peggy’s shoulder blade, “You aren’t upset?”
Peggy felt lax, even wishing Lyke would stop talking and just continue.
“Upset about what?” she couldn’t think of any reason to be upset at him.
So what was Lyke worried about?
“It’s nothing.” Lyke sighed in relief.
So that means Peggy didn’t have any discontent towards his ploys tonight.
They could resume tomorrow.
Lyke gazed down at Peggy nestled in his arms.
Peggy’s cheeks were flushed a bright pink, even the tip of her nose looked slightly reddish.
Her eyes droopy from fatigue, her lashes wet from her tears.
Unconsciously, Lyke stole a quick, tender kiss on her half-closed eyes.
He could still taste the fading salty tears.
He then landed another kiss on her reddened nose.
“Are you exhausted?” If she wasn’t, he could continue.
Peggy quickly responded: “I’m tired!
I still have to wake up early for work tomorrow.”
Lyke wished he could ask for a leave for Peggy, so she could rest tomorrow.
However, he ended up not saying anything.
If Peggy wanted to, she would ask for it.
If she didn’t bring it up, that meant she didn’t want it.
Lyke then nestled against Peggy: “Alright, let’s sleep then.”
Last night, it all happened so suddenly that before Peggy had the chance to react, she was carried into the bedroom.
So, Peggy’s things were still left unpacked in her room.
For now, they were left untouched.
As long as Peggy was here, everything was fine.
Lyke lay there holding her in his arms contentedly, rubbing his cheek against the top of Peggy’s fluffy head: “Goodnight.”
“Goodnight.” Peggy’s voice steadily softened.
Then her voice gradually faded.
Even the coffee she had last night couldn’t fend off the exhaustion from Lyke’s wear.
She drifted into a deep sleep.
Lyke craned his neck to look at Peggy under the dim moonlight.
He also closed his eyes.
However, his drowsiness had yet to take over.
This was a perfect opportunity to savour the satisfaction of falling asleep with Peggy in his arms.
The silence of the night was only disturbed by the soft, yet long breathes of Peggy in deep sleep.
Lyke couldn’t hide his smile, his mouth curling up at the corners, a smile he couldn’t shake off.
For the first time, he regretted getting married so late.
If he had married at a younger age, it would have been better.
His energy certainly couldn’t compete with what he had a couple of years ago.
Lyke lamented in regret.
If only he had met Peggy two years earlier.
He currently knew Peggy through Cindy.
But if he had met Peggy two years earlier, it wouldn’t have affected Adrian Zhekova’s relationship with Cindy.
It could have even allowed Adrian Zhekova to meet Cindy two years earlier.
Regretfully, Lyke gazed at the beautifully sleeping Peggy.
She had been working at Ruishi for so long yet why hasn’t she thought of expanding the business to Majestic?
If she had developed the business in Majestic earlier, he could have met her sooner.
Like this, with feelings of regret, Lyke drifted into sleep.
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Come morning, Peggy was woken up by the alarm on her mobile phone.
She was accustomed to placing her phone at her bedside, so she could reach for it every morning without opening her eyes.
So like every morning, she reached her arm out to find her phone.
Unexpectedly, her stretching arm felt an underlying strong force, her breath hitched as if something impeded her respiration.
Peggy was still in her sleep, unwilling to open her eyes.
But now, she had to wake up.
Peggy opened her eyes, her eyelids feeling sluggish, she even wanted to rub her eyes.
But her arm couldn’t move, she had to force herself to adjust for a while before finally opening her eyes fully.
To her surprise, what greeted her was a sturdy chest.
Peggy gasped, feeling a breath tickling her forehead, causing a tingling sensation.
Slowly, the memories of the previous night flooded back into her mind.
She was married, they had registered.
Her name was written alongside Lyke’s on the same Household Register.
Moreover, last night she and Lyke…