Chapter 890:
At that, Dylan’s irritation toward Edwin vanished in a heartbeat. A warmth bloomed in his chest, and joy took over every cell in his body.
“He is indeed good with the elderly. My grandmother’s quite fond of him,” Dylan replied softly, his well-sculpted lips curving just slightly.
“I’ve already prepped the ingredients. If there’s anything else you’d like to eat, just say the word and I’ll get it ready. Come, I’ll give you a hand. Chloe and the others should be back any minute now,” Christina offered.
“Alright,” Dylan responded, subtly pulling out his phone and typing a quick message to Edwin.
The moment Edwin heard the exclusive alert tone, his cheerful expression froze, shifting into a faint grimace. Was Dylan sending him back to the office for some emergency?
Edwin frantically prayed that the message from Dylan wasn’t some work emergency demanding his immediate attention. He longed to stay and savor the exquisite cuisine personally crafted by Dylan. After all, top-notch dishes were hard to come by. Having invested so much effort into pleasing Christina, potentially earning the chance to sample Dylan’s cooking, he was reluctant to miss out on such a feast at this point.
Completely down, Edwin retrieved his phone, hoping time might pause and spare him from the looming drudgery.
Yet, one glance at Dylan’s message wiped away the gloom and lit up his face—he nearly leapt with excitement. Unbelievable! Dylan had just tossed in an extra hundred thousand to his bonus!
In such a brief window, he’d earned a total of two hundred thousand in bonuses, making it all feel impossibly surreal. Such lavish treatment from Dylan must have everything to do with Christina.
Edwin grew more convinced that keeping Christina pleased would eventually benefit him. That realization cemented his resolve to keep piling up the efforts.
𝙊𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙚: gⲁ𝓁𝗇𝓞ⱱ𝖊𝗅𝗌﹒𝖼𝖔𝗆
“Edwin, is something wrong? Are you feeling alright?” Bethel asked, puzzled by the whirlwind of emotions dancing across his features. She feared something serious had occurred.
“Oh, everything’s perfect. The company’s rewarding me again, and I feel like I’ve hit the jackpot. It’s making me insanely cheerful.” Edwin beamed at Bethel. “I guess keeping you and Miss Jones, two undeniably kind souls, company is what brought me this windfall.”
From what Edwin had gathered, Christina clearly valued Bethel, so endearing himself to Bethel would surely make Christina happy. And if Christina lit up with joy, Dylan would surely beam—and who knew? Another surprise bonus might show up in an instant.
With that chain of logic, Edwin concluded he was quite observant and doubled his efforts to win Bethel’s goodwill.
In the dining room, the group was dining pleasantly.
“Bethel, do the dishes suit your taste?” Christina inquired warmly, placing a portion of fish on Bethel’s plate.
“This is the most amazing food I’ve ever had. Far better than anything at the Morfort Restaurant!” Bethel praised sincerely.
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