Chapter 79
Louis’s layers of encryption were effortlessly dismantled by Chester, who even obtained evidence of his forgery.
After Chester handed over the evidence, his software was swiftly restored to normal use. Alexander’s clients, who had been stabilized, were all satisfied. If maintenance proceeded smoothly, continued profits were assured.
Louis had pulled some strings to smooth things over and fled abroad for a few days.
When he returned, William gave him a hard kick, sending him stumbling back. David’s face twisted into a scowl of contempt.
“I thought you said no one could break through your encryption? You’re nothing special!”
William barked.
William lifted his foot to kick again, but David stepped in his way. “Mr. Prescott, he may still
be useful.”
“Useful? Really? Look at me. Lift your head. Do you even have the nerve to face me?”
“This was an accident. I promise it won’t happen again…” Louis stammered, his voice.
trembling.
“If it happens again, find another job. I don’t need useless people. You are only here because I allowed it. Without me, you’re nothing.”
William stormed off. David shot Louis a glance. “Thank Mr. Prescott.”
“Thank you, Mr. Prescott. Thank you for giving me another chance.”
his eyes filled with reluctant shame, his body trembling.
Louis looked up,
After his overwhelming victory, Chester slept for days, savoring the postpartum meals Angelina couldn’t finish and staying by her side throughout the day.
The software’s profits flowed steadily. He reaped the rewards without lifting a finger.
Although the temporary suspension caused a loss of users, the software’s return brought a surge in user activity, the strongest since its initial launch. Angelina paid a steep price for contacting Louis.
Chester seized the moments when they were alone in the house, his teasing becoming bolder and more relentless. Even though she was still recovering, he didn’t let a single opportunity slip by to steal a taste of her sweetness.
Again and again, Angelina reminded herself to stay detached. He belonged to Rosalind. But his
tender moments often made her forget, draining her will to push him away.
Sharing the same bed, their closeness deepened. She found herself growing used to this man.
A few weeks after the birth, Chester hosted a one–month celebration for Catherine at a luxurious country hotel. It was Emily’s idea.”
“We may have fallen on hard times, but we must still hold on to our dignity. The whole family is working now, and while things aren’t as good as before, we can’t let Catherine miss out on what she deserves.”
Emily enlisted Florence’s help to decorate the venue with a traditional theme.
Little Catherine wore a bright red outfit. Her fine hair was tied with small red ribbons that fluttered gently with her movements.
Angelina’s abdomen still had a slight softness that hadn’t fully recovered. She started dieting, eating lightly. Even when faced with a banquet table full of food, she held back.
She kept reminding herself to eat lightly, stay slender, and remain beautiful.
But Chester refused to let her starve. He filled her plate with food, tasting everything first like
a meticulous food tester.
After sampling, he nodded approvingly. “This one’s good.”
“These are good too.”
Before long, Angelina’s plate was piled high. She forgot about her diet and indulged happily. However, their tastes didn’t always align. Whenever she found something she didn’t like, she
handed it to Chester.
“This tastes awful. You eat it.”
“This one too.”
Chester gave her the food he enjoyed, and she returned what she didn’t.
Everyone fussed over Catherine, holding her tiny hands, touching her soft hair, and playing
with her feet.
Alexander, unhesitating as always, took Catherine right out of Emily’s arms. He didn’t know how to hold a baby properly, so Emily guided him on the spot.
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