Chapter 79. Home

While holding back a laugh, the housekeeper casually poked his ear with his pinky and looked up at the sky, ignoring Alaric's sharp glare. "Oh, by the way, young master has been wanting sweet osmanthus cake. I'll tell the kitchen to prepare it."

"Uncle!" Alaric sighed tiredly, but before the elevator doors could open, the housekeeper gave him a thumbs-up, offering a silent boost of encouragement.

Mr. Santos witnessed everything and couldn't believe it. He never thought the woman who claimed to be indifferent to wealth and status would choose Alaric—the arrogant heir of a powerful family, one that controlled politics and business. Alaric stood victorious. With Emerald's arrival, Mr. Santos knew he had been defeated.

Despite the relentless fight, Alaric's fierce style and strength prevailed. Mr. Santos had tried every tactic to find a weakness, but all he earned were bruises and wounds. Meanwhile, Alaric remained firm in his determination.

When Emerald awkwardly climb