Kiera agreed with Julian’s remarks as the two engaged in conversation over their meal, resembling old friends. Their personalities aligned, allowing for easy dialogue. Julian felt a secret joy that the girl destined for him by God was perfectly compatible in every way.

Meanwhile, at the Wiltspoon branch of FC & Co., Remy managed both major and minor company affairs. Appointed by headquarters, he had served as president for many years. After returning from a store visit that afternoon, everyone noticed a drastic shift in Mr. Johnson’s mood. His usually charming and handsome face wore an unusually serious expression. Who could have offended President Johnson? Among the Johnson family, Remy was known for his good temper; he typically greeted people with a warm smile, making them feel at ease. It was uncommon to see him looking stern and serious. Was there a significant issue within the company?

Employees speculated but hesitated to inquire. They worked with heightened seriousness, anxious that any major problems might lead to layoffs. Those who were not diligent might find themselves among the first to be let go. Jobs were scarce these days, and good positions even harder to secure. They valued their employment highly, especially since the benefits at FC & Co. rivaled those of York Corporation. Working at FC & Co. was a coveted opportunity in Wiltspoon.

Upon returning to his office, Remy’s secretary quietly brought him a cup of coffee, retreating without a word. Remy didn’t sip the coffee immediately. Instead, he sat in his black swivel chair for a moment before rising and walking to the floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing at the blue sky and white clouds outside. After

After a while, he returned to his desk and sat down in the black swivel chair. He took out his mobile phone and called his elder brother. When Ben answered, Remy asked in a low voice, “Brother, are you busy?” Ben replied, “Well, I’m quite busy. What’s the matter? Is there a problem over there?” He was concerned, as he had entrusted Remy to manage the affairs of the Wiltspoon branch of FC & Co. As the head of the headquarters, Ben rarely intervened unless Remy encountered issues he couldn’t handle. However, this was uncommon since Remy’s capabilities were on par with Ben’s; he simply didn’t want to assume the role of family leader.

“It’s nothing to do with the company; it’s a personal matter—about my relationship,” Remy clarified. Business matters rarely troubled him; only his future with Elisa weighed heavily on his mind. He worried about the possibility of losing her suddenly. “Did you have a fight with Ms. Stone?” Ben speculated, thinking his brother might be arguing with his girlfriend. “Whose fault is it, yours or Miss Stone’s?” He considered whether he should share his own strategies for appeasing his wife with Remy. “Neither of us is at fault. Brother, near noon today, Patriarch Bucham and his wife visited Elisa’s home with lavish gifts to propose marriage.” Ben was left speechless.