Jane wasn’t as happy as expected when the assistant came to celebrate the good news. It was all within her expectations.


    “How is Alex feeling?” Jane flipped through her documents and continued to ask.


    “She seems fine, but some staff members have been saying that she’s bing arroganttely.” The assistant had gathered this information from various sources.


    After all, Jane personally rmended Alex, and she was the one who arranged all the variety show appearances. Given Jane’s current status as the boss, these people wouldn’t dare to say much.


    Jane chuckled lightly and shook her head slightly. “Alright, I got it.”


    Patrick pushed the door open and walked in, looking at her affectionately. The assistant tactfully left the room.


    “Are you going to promote her?” The news of Alex’s sudden rise to fame had spread everywhere these days, and it was hard for Patrick to be unaware of it.


    Jane touched her slightly protruding belly and looked at him. “Do you think I’m that foolish?”


    The two exchanged a nce and silently understood each other before heading home together.


    It had been a long time since Jane cooked, so they went to the supermarket to buy some groceries. This time, she wanted to prepare a delicious feast for Patrick.


    To Patrick, it would probably be a table full of experimental dishes.


    “Are you sure you want to do this yourself?” Patrick looked at her wearing an apron, rolling up her sleeves. She seemed determined to make a big impact.


    Jane tugged at his clothes and pulled him outside. “Do I look like I’m joking?”


    And so, she began her preparations with great enthusiasm, while three housekeepers stood by, not knowing whether toe in or go out, constantly seeking Patrick’s instructions.


    “Let’s go and help Jane.”


    “Just stand by the door and she’ll call for you in a moment.”


    As soon as Patrick finished speaking, a cry for help came from the kitchen, “Where’s the soy sauce?”


    “Do we need to add ginger?”


    And a series of questions followed.


    Patrick gave the three housekeepers a nce, signaling them to go and help, while he sat by the side, quietly watching.


    Her busy figure, a picture of peaceful time.


    At that moment, Jane’s phone rang-it was an unfamiliar number.


    Patrick picked it up and answered directly.


    The person on the other end of the phone heard his voice and felt a thump in their heart. After a long pause, they finally spoke, “Is Jane there?”


    “Do you need something?” Patrick’s voice was cold, devoid of any warmth.


    In the eyes of others, he appeared cold to everyone. The warm and tender side of him was reserved for Jane alone.


    “I’m Alex, the artist recently signed by Jane. I have something I’d like to discuss with her.”


    “Come to our house and find her.”


    He didn’t reveal the address.


    Jane hurriedly walked out of the kitchen, covered in sweat, her hands stained with ingredients, looking extremely disheveled.


    “Are you still cooking?” Patrick lovingly embraced her.


    Jane instinctively pushed him away. “I’m too dirty.”


    “I don’t mind!”


    “Well, I do!”


    The two bantered back and forth, not caring about the disdainful looks from others.


    “I’m going to take a shower.” With that, Jane headed upstairs.


    “I’ll go with you.”


    “Alex will be here soon. I didn’t tell her our address. Do you think she can find it?” Patrick casually asked.


    Jane turned around and replied, a smile ying at the corners of her mouth. “She can’t, but Florence can.”


    An hourter, Alex appeared at the front gate, apanied by a housekeeper who led her to the living room inside.


    Jane was already waiting, while Patrick took over the busy role in the kitchen.


    Alex looked somewhat uneasy as she addressed Jane, “Jane.”


    Jane casually pointed to a corner of the couch, “What’s the matter?”


    “I want to be more popr.” Alex was straightforward and direct in her request.


    Jane looked at her thoughtfully, “Aren’t you popr enough already? It’s not easy for anyone to be an A-list celebrity within a week.”


    Clearly, Alex was not satisfied and kept demanding more.


    “That’s not enough. I want to be known by everyone, just like you.” Alex’s gaze asionally shifted towards the kitchen.


    Jane chuckled lightly, having known that this girl was extraordinary, but she didn’t expect her demands to be so excessive. However, Jane wasn’t angry.


    “The resources I can provide you are limited. All the artists under me have one requirement: to stay down-to-earth.” Jane made her intentions clear.


    To be popr, one should rely on their own abilities, not be packaged by others.


    “I understand what you mean.”


    At that moment, Patrick walked out of the kitchen, carrying dishes one by one. Alex was stunned when she saw them.


    “Is this the renowned CEO of Pansy Group? How can he be busy in the kitchen?” Alex’s tone carried a hint of me towards Jane.


    “Why not?” Jane walked up to him, helping him take off the apron. “You’ve worked hard,” she whispered in his ear.


    “Some things are meant for women to do, and others for men. Perhaps our thoughts don’t align. I was still nning to have you stay for dinner, but it seems unnecessary now.” Jane said politely, but she was already angry inside.


    Upon hearing this, Alex quickly exined, “That’s not what I meant. I’m just a little envious, Jane.”


    Jane forced a smile and maintained a polite expression as she nced at her. “Alright, I understand. You can go and do your own thing now.”


    In other words, she was asking her to leave.


    Alex’s eyes were fixated on Patrick, and Jane noticed the whole scene, but she didn’t mention it.


    “Jane, I want to stay for dinner.” Alex made the request on her own and directly sat in her designated seat.


    Jane let out a sigh of relief and looked at her, “Don’t you still have a variety show?”


    “It’s already finished.” Alex didn’t wait for Jane’s approval and started eating directly.


    Thispletely shattered Jane’s good mood.


    Before she could say anything, Patrick pulled out a chair for her. “I’m sorry, but all the dishes today are made for my wife. No one else can touch them.”


    Alex couldn’t bear the embarrassment and had to leave.


    As Alex left, Patrick threw away the chair she had sat on and the tableware she had used, right in front of her, without leaving a single one.


    Now, Alex was thoroughly disappointed and made up her mind. “Since I came here as Alex, I will definitely take back everything that belongs to me. Jane, get ready to cry.”All text ? N?velD(r)a''ma.Org.


    Alex got into a car and drove straight to another vi. From the outside, it looked deste, as if no one had ever lived there.


    She walked in directly and entered the house. Suddenly, all the lights turned on, illuminating herpletely. Even the details of her outfit were clearly visible.


    “This ce is not somewhere you cane just because you want to. Since you’re here, I assume you already know the rules, right?”