Liam Melford stared at his phone screen for twenty minutes straight.

Jenna Roland's photo glowed on the display.

His slender finger hovered over the delete button before he finally locked the screen with a quiet sigh.

Zoe Macmillan stood frozen in the office corner, barely daring to breathe.

She'd never seen her workaholic boss like this before.

The ruthless business titan now resembled a lovestruck teenager.

If the media got wind of this, the internet would crash for days.

Zoe shook her head discreetly.

Her boss's private life wasn't her concern.

As long as it didn't affect work.

......

Outside Per Se restaurant.

Jenna's group finished their meal and approached the hostess stand.

"Your total comes to $9,800," the cashier announced with a practiced smile.

Ethan Roscente immediately reached for his phone to pay.

"Wait!" Jenna grabbed his wrist. "This is my treat."

Her wide eyes brooked no argument.

Ethan reluctantly pocketed his phone. "As you wish."

Jenna paid the bill without hesitation, ushering everyone outside.

The extravagant meal had cost nearly ten grand, but the exquisite dishes justified every penny.

"I'm heading back to the orchard," Jenna announced on the sidewalk.

Ethan watched her car disappear before entering his own vehicle.

Vincent Roland tactfully took the backseat.

As the car pulled toward HM Group headquarters, Ethan's voice cut through the silence.

"Not a word about today." His tone left no room for negotiation.

Vincent stiffened.

If news of the CEO's marriage leaked, corporate chaos would ensue.

"Understood, Mr. Roscente."

......

At the orchard, most fencing had been installed.

Jenna found Vincent Roland adjusting a post.

"Did you eat lunch?" she asked.

He wiped sweat from his brow. "Just had some takeout."

"Let me reimburse you." She pulled out her phone.

"Don't worry about it." He waved her off.

Jenna nodded. "Then I'll cook dinner. Any requests?"

Vincent's face lit up. "We'll eat whatever you make, Ms. Roland!"

She laughed. "Prepare for a feast then."