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He got up, washed his face, and when he heard noises coming from the kitchen, he walked in to find Liliana wearing only lingerie with an apron over it, busily making breakfast.

Greg walked up behind her, wrapped his arms around her slightly plump body, resting his head on her shoulder, and whispered,

“You little tease, getting up early in the morning without even putting on clothes. Are you waiting for me to have breakfast?”

Liliana twisted uncomfortably and hummed, “Stop it, my clothes got dirty. I just threw them in the washing machine, they’re not dry yet.”

But Greg didn’t care about that and started kissing her right away.

A moment later, Liliana put down the spatula, already leaning into his strong arm embrace.

So, with breakfast still not ready, Greg had already enjoyed an early meal before refreshing himself with a shower.

Liliana, propping herself up on wobbly legs, managed to finish preparing breakfast, then struggled into the bathroom and plunged into Greg’s arms for a shower.

After the shower, her clothes had just dried.

Both of them got dressed and returned to the dining room to start eating.

As he ate, Greg asked, “Did you call your subordinates last night?”

“Mhm, I told them to send me a car today.”

“What about the one from yesterday’s accident?”

Liliana replied, “I’ve had the insurance company tow it away.”

Greg inquired, “What exactly happened to you yesterday?”

Hearing him ask about the previous night, Liliana’s face turned sour; she opened her mouth but ultimately let out just a sigh.

“Forget it, you wouldn’t be of any help.”

Liliana shook her head and said, “I still have to thank you. If it weren’t for you last night, that bastard would have succeeded.”

Seeing her reaction, Greg didn’t pry further, simply stating, “If there’s anything you need help with, just tell me. Don’t be polite.”

Liliana flashed a smile, her eyes glistening with slyness as she stared at Greg, “Are you offering to protect me? Why don’t you just marry me and take me home?”

“Forget it, I can’t afford it.”

“No worries, I’m easy to fool – no dowry needed, and I come with a bridal gift.”

With one hand on Greg’s shoulder and eyes filled with allure, Liliana said, “My bridal gift is quite substantial.”

Does your bridal gift include that twenty-year-old son of yours?

Greg mused inwardly, yet outwardly he shook his head without changing his expression and smiled, “Sis, I’m still young, the world out there is vast, and I want to see more of it.”

“Tch, playboy!”

Liliana rolled her eyes at him and turned her head to start tidying up the dishes.

Greg laughed and helped clean up as well.

After finishing, they both left the house together.

In the parking lot, a brand-new Land Rover was parked, appearing rarely used, its tires still with the faint rubber hairs.

Liliana retrieved the keys from above the left front wheel and got into the car. Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly popped her head out and smiled at Greg, “Wait for my call tonight.”

“Uh…”

Before Greg could refuse or agree, the Land Rover had already zoomed off.

“Wait for her call tonight? What the hell? Does this woman want to hook up again?”

Greg was somewhat speechless, but remembering her mention of being single for nearly twenty years, he could understand her feelings.

Last night, they had quite a few rounds of dual cultivation, and the quality was good, so his True Qi surged a great deal.

Greg felt revitalized and happily got into the car, “Dual cultivation really is the most reliable!”

The renovation of Dreamscape Garden was completely finished, except for the outdoor gardens, which would have to wait until summer for planting, but everywhere else looked as good as new.

When Greg Jensen arrived, Joel Edwards was adjusting the stoves with a few chefs, starting the fires for a test run.

This was an essential procedure before a new kitchen was put into use.

Otherwise, come the start of business, finding out that the stoves wouldn’t light or even worse, explode, would be quite the disaster.

“Joel Edwards, long time no see. How’s your taste recovery coming along?”

“Yo, Boss.”

Seeing Greg Jensen, Joel Edwards was even more delighted than seeing his own father; this was the man who had saved his culinary career, so it would be strange if he weren’t affectionate.

Rushing over to Greg Jensen, he grinned, “It’s completely recovered. Sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, salty, nothing’s missing. It’s even better than when I first started learning to cook.

Lucky for me, it was the boss’s miraculous pills that restored my sense of taste. Boss, you are like my second parents. Please allow me to bow to you!”

As he spoke, he was about to kneel to Greg Jensen.

Greg Jensen’s face darkened, and he directly kicked him to the side.

If you’re going to flatter, flatter, but why attempt fraud?

People are not as simple as they used to be!

Greg Jensen shook his head and ignored Joel Edwards, heading straight into the main building.

The majority of the main building had been turned into private rooms, with the top floor turned into the office area.

Kingsley Harrison was holding a meeting with several department managers, and when he saw Greg Jensen come in, he did not interrupt but just nodded slightly in greeting.

Greg Jensen found a chair at random and sat in the corner, listening to the meeting content.

Actually, there wasn’t anything too complicated in the meeting, mainly informing the staff about the opening date, the matters that needed attention, and so on.

Then, Kingsley Harrison delegated the preparation tasks for the opening to the various departments, assigning each one a specific responsibility.

The first day of opening was the company’s face. A mishap at such a time would mean there would be no point in continuing; it would be better to shut down right away.

As the meeting was wrapping up, Kingsley Harrison looked at Greg Jensen, asking with his eyes if he needed to speak and encourage the employees.

Greg Jensen felt it was unnecessary and gently shook his head in refusal.

After the meeting, Kingsley Harrison came over and said with a wry smile, “Boss, you finally came.”

Greg Jensen laughed, “As long as Kingsley is here, it doesn’t matter whether I come or not.”

Kingsley Harrison was slightly moved. From the moment they had first met, Greg Jensen had placed immense trust in him.

To this day, that trust had not wavered one bit.

“Mr. Jensen, rest assured, even if it costs me my life, I will manage Dreamscape Garden well.”

“Dreamscape Garden is in your hands. If you encounter any troubles you can’t resolve, call me. In dealing with issues, you still have to put people first.

Don’t overwork yourself, and take care of your health,” Greg Jensen encouraged, then asked about the opening preparations.

Kingsley Harrison answered fluently, going over the opening day process briefly, before asking, “Mr. Jensen, which guests are we inviting for the opening?”

“I’ve already notified the old friends from Riverhaven County, and as for Jamae City,”

Greg Jensen didn’t know many people in Jamae City, so it was up to Adrian Wright and Spencer Burley.

They would be asked to invite some friends to bolster the event, as well as attract some high-end customers for Dreamscape Garden.

“We definitely have to invite those from the Health Department, and the rest would just be Adrian’s and Spencer’s friends, no need for much else.”

“Alright, so we’re leading with Director Wang from the Health Department, right?”

“Mhm.”

For opening ceremonies like this, the ranking of guests’ identities is very important, as is deciding who to invite and who not to invite.