Evelyn shook her head.

“I don't eat dessert or have sweet drinks."

Sheffield ignored her protest.

“Did you know that sweet food can make people happy? You work so Late and I bet you are stressed as hell

Having something sweet will change your mood and you might even be able to work more efficiently.”

"Really? Is there any scientific research to prove that or are these just Dr. Sheffield's wise words?"

Sheffield sighed.

“Allow me to explain. When sugar enters a human body, our brain activates the hormones called dopamine and serotonin. These are also called the happy hormones. They affect the mood and lift your spirits. Is that scientific enough?" With that, he scooped some dessert and placed it near her lips

Evelyn took a bite and asked, “Happy hormones?”

"Yes. It's a kind of chemical reaction that happens in your brain that stimulates feelings like excitement and happiness. Here, have one more bite. It tastes good, doesn't it? That dessert place is very popular."

“What chemical reaction? It's just psychological.”

“Hmm, not exactly. Sweet food really can make people feel good. I agree it is psychological, but your hormones play a vital role as well. Next time when you are upset or anxious, you should grab a sweet snack or an ice cream or some cake. You will feel a little better. And desserts usually look cute, right. That can also improve your mood. Their soft texture, candy color and sweet taste will melt your heart." He winked.

Evelyn rolled her eyes. ‘He can make everything sound so reasonable and logical. It's a waste of talent that he is not a salesman.’ She asked,

“So, according to your theory, I should eat desserts every day.”

“Oh, no. Desserts are good, but you should watch your health too. You need a balanced diet to avoid chronic diseases."

“Fine, whatever. Give me that!" Evelyn grabbed the spoon from him and started gulping down the cake.

Sheffield took a glance at the documents in front of her, picked one up and leafed through it.

"Your father really doesn't worry about wearing you out. He has given you so much work to deal with."

Evelyn shook her head.

"Actually, he has reduced my workload. But there is just too much to take care of in the company. I want to help him."

He closed the file and put it back on the desk.

“It's past eleven o'clock. What time do you plan on finishing work today?"

"A bit Longer. By the way, how did you come up here?" The entrance to their company was strictly guarded during nights. Even the employees of the company were generally forbidden to come back, let alone an outsider like Sheffield.

He smiled mysteriously.

"I have my ways."