Charles'' case was closed sessfully.


    Although Be and Justin descended from wealth and were verypetent, life was not a feel-good book. Since they were up against a giant like the Iverson Group, it took a lot of time and effort to get rid of Astrid and Charles.


    Nevertheless, they achieved what they set out to do. All their work was worth it.


    Overjoyed, the couple gave Wilma the night off. They nned to cook dinner together to celebrate.Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org.


    "Oh, Young Master, Young Madam, you give me time off work every now and then. I feel bad because you still pay me anyway. I feel like I don''t deserve the wages."


    Wilma stood at the kitchen door and watched Justin slicing and dicing away. Filled with glee, Wilma grinned. "Excellent knife work, Young Master. No one would be able to tell that you could barely take care of yourself before. Look at you now!"


    "Be taught me well." Justin kept chopping vegetables while winking at Be, who was behind the stove.


    "Hey, Chef Justin. How many times do I have to tell you to focus when cutting vegetables?"


    Be kept her eyes on the pot from stewing over. "Do you want to slice all ten fingers?"


    Justin pursed his lips and nced away from Be''s profile to chop vegetables with his undivided attention.


    Wilma put her hand over her mouth tough.


    Only Be could housetrain Justin.


    "We wanted to keep you for dinner, Wilma, but you said you''re going out to dinner with your best friend. Since you are getting together with your friend, we don''t want to keep you."


    Be looked back and smiled at Wilma. "Have fun."


    "I will, Young Madam."


    Wilma happily went out.


    "Huh? Why haven''t I seenn around today?" Be dished the te and asked frustratedly, "Didn''t we talk about having dinner together to celebrate?"


    "Today isn''t the only day he''s missing in action. He hasn''t been around for the past three to four nights."


    Justin carried the dish to the dinner table, not knowing whether tough or cry. "Ever since Ms. Mead stood up for you outside the police station,n has been talking about the incident at least three times a day. I am grateful for Ms. Mead''s help, but l''bget a migraine if I have to listen to it one more time."


    "Oh, I see." Be smiled knowingly without giving anything away.


    "I''ll call him toe back now."


    Justin was about to grab the phone when Be pressed his hand down. "Oh, there''s no need for that. I know wheren went. Just let him be."


    He was too straight to take a hint. "Where did he go?"


    "Hehe... You don''t know him at all, dummy."


    Be fed a spoonful of love to Justin. "Love is in the air forn."


    After sundown,n, all suited up, stood outside the Meads'' old neighborhood. Holding flowers on his left and a gift on his right, he looked at the small but lit window.


    Hesitant,n looked at the beautiful purple hyacinth in his hand and sighed.


    Rachel and Susan had just finished dinner. They made dinner and even baked a cute cake.


    Today was Rachel''s birthday, and Charles was finally jailed. Rachel could not wish for a better gift than seeking justice for herself.


    Just as the mother and daughter were about to cut into the cake, there was a knock on the door.


    Rachel got up to open the door. The olddy from next door, Lexi, stood there.


    "Lexi? You''re out of the hospital? How do you feel? Do you feel better?" Rachel asked concernedly with a smile.


    "I came here to tell you something, Rachel."


    Lexi looked worried and stern.


    "When I came home, I saw a suspicious man in a suit downstairs. He was sneaking around. I don''t feelfortable when I see anyone in a suit around here."