Harry reached out and switched off the TV with a quick motion.


    At that moment, Lilian walked over, her gaze filled with concern. "Harry, is Jessica asleep?"


    Lilian''s voice softened,ced with sympathy.


    "She cried herself to sleep just now. Honey, Jessica has only one wish-she wants


    to marry Mr. Hawk. Can''t you make that happen for her?"


    Harry''s expression darkened, his voice cold. "What do you mean?"


    "Honey," Lilian pressed, "I know everything. Jessica isn''t even your biological daughter!"


    Harry bit his lip, remaining silent.


    "Jessica has a prestigious background. If you would just reveal who she really is, all the


    obstacles would disappear. She could marry Mr. Hawk," Lilian continued, her voice growing more insistent.


    Harry stood up, his voicemanding. "I don''t want to hear this again! You''d better keep it to yourself."


    With a final warning, Harry headed upstairs.


    Lilian, frustrated, couldn''t let it go. "Why won''t you acknowledge Jessica''s real background, Harry?"


    Harry stood at the top of the stairs, his demeanor calm, almost too serene, but his words carried a weight of emotion. After a long pause, he said, "Jessica''s mother doesn''t want her to return to the Capital."


    It was that woman again!


    Lilian''s eyes shed with a malicious glint. No wonder Wendy, even after being sent to the


    countryside, still emerged a genius. She hade from a truly exceptional line.


    But what did it matter?


    All the glory and attention would eventually be bestowed upon Jessica.


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    Though Harry had firmly rejected Lilian''s suggestion, she knew deep down that he was torn. He did care about Jessica.


    Soon, Jessica''s true background would be revealed.


    Lilian''s lips curled into a sly, knowing smile.


    The next day, Stanley was in his office when he received a call from Cyril, who had just


    returned from his business trip.


    "Stanley, are you free today? Come have lunch with us," Cyril invited.


    Cyril wanted Stanley toe over to the Lincoln family''s residence for a meal.


    Stanley had barely gotten any sleep after staying in the office all night. He rubbed his temples, groaning. "Uncle Cyril, I don''t have time today."


    "That''s too bad. I''ve already invited Bebe and Wendy to join us."


    Wendy was going to the Lincolns'' for dinner, too?


    Stanley changed his mind immediately. "I''ll be there soon.


    Thirty minutester, Stanley arrived at the Lincoln family''s estate. Wendy and Halsey hadn''t arrived yet.


    Cyril adjusted his sses with a yful smirk. "Stanley, didn''t you just say you didn''t have time? Now, here you are."


    Stanley nced around the room as though searching for someone.


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    "Don''t bother looking," Cyril said with a chuckle. "Wendy and Bebe are still on their way."


    Stanley sat down on the couch in the living room, his gaze steady.


    "I''ve heard the news," Cyril continued, amused. "Now, everyone at vendale University knows that Wendy, the ''God of Sleep,'' is actually a genius. No wonder when she fell asleep in my ss, she could still point out my mistake the moment she opened her eyes. Stanley, your wife is quite the hidden gem."


    Cyril still didn''t know that Stanley and Wendy were divorced.


    Stanley remained silent.


    Cyril switched to a different topic. "By the way, Bebe''s birthmark suddenly disappeared. She said Wendy gave her a really bitter candy."


    Stanley''s brows furrowed slightly, his expression thoughtful. "I''m not entirely sure


    about that. I asked Wendy, and she said..."


    "What did she say?"


    She had said she wouldn''t tell him!


    At that moment, Isabel''s cheerful voice rang out. "Ms. Lincoln, you''re back!"


    When Stanley heard that, he figured Wendy and Halsey had arrived.


    He looked up, his gaze shifting toward the door.


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