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Trey Holmes replied with some embarrassment, “Uh, I actually don’t have much, just a suitcase. I left it at the supermarket’s service desk.”

“Hmm, let’s go. We can buy some groceries at the supermarket too.”

Greg didn’t inquire why someone with a Master’s in Management and holding so many certificates was in such a dire situation, not even having a place to live.

After all, social anxiety was enough for most companies to turn her away.

Seeing Greg didn’t press further, Trey breathed a silent sigh of relief.

Arriving at the supermarket, Greg, along with Trey, bought some ingredients, then went to the service desk to retrieve her suitcase, and they headed back to the Emperor View community.

Trey’s suitcase was very large, and seeing her struggle to carry it, Greg casually took it from her.

“Boss, I can handle it myself. I’m your personal assistant; I shouldn’t be having you carry things for me.”

Trey felt a bit embarrassed, having the boss help with tasks on her first day of work felt somewhat inappropriate.

But Greg didn’t mind at all, saying with a smile, “It’s okay, nobody’s perfect. You are not a god; there will always be times when you need help.

“It’s just the two of us in this home now. If you can’t do something, then I have to, right?”

“Thank you, boss.”

The two of them took the elevator to the top floor, where Greg unlocked the door with a fingerprint lock and also recorded Trey’s fingerprint, before leading her inside the apartment.

Upon entering, Trey was again shocked by the spaciousness of the house and quickly assumed her role.

She first brewed a pot of tea for Greg, organized the groceries they had bought, and then began preparing lunch.

It had to be said, Trey’s abilities were indeed impressive—she was organized, efficient, and tidy in her work.

Greg, watching from the side, found the sight quite pleasing to the eye.

In just over an hour, she had prepared four dishes and a soup, arranging them neatly on the dining table.

It was apparent that she included some flair in her presentation, from the plating to the taste, all reminiscent of a professional hotel chef.

Seeing the attractive and flavorful dishes, Greg felt his mood lighten, and he said with a smile, “Let’s sit and eat together.”

“Ah, is that okay?”

“Sit down, we don’t have many rules in this house.”

Greg chuckled and said, “In the future, when we eat at home, there’s no need for such fancy cooking. Take more time to rest.”

“Okay, thank you, boss.”

A smile broke through Trey’s typically rigid expression as she served herself a bowl of rice and sat opposite Greg.

While eating, Greg explained the details of the house.

Trey listened attentively, even jotting down some notes in a small notebook, which left Greg speechless again.

The girl was good in every aspect, but she was just too stiff in her ways.

Of course, this was also a manifestation of her being conscientious about her work.

“The house has four bedrooms. I’m using the master bedroom; you can choose any of the other three.”

“Okay, boss.”

After the meal, Greg poured himself some wine, sat by the window to space out for a while, and then went back to his room for a nap.

After cleaning up, Trey chose a bedroom close to the master bedroom and moved in.

Looking at the clean and orderly room, her tense expression gradually relaxed, and her smile deepened.

Upon waking, she found that Jophia Locke had already arrived and was sitting in the living room drinking tea.

Trey sat next to her, clearly nervous. Interacting with strangers obviously put a great deal of pressure on her.

When Greg appeared, she quickly stood up and said, “Boss, Miss Locke said she’s your fitness coach, so I let her in.”

“Sure, no problem.”

Greg Jensen chuckled, took out ten thousand yuan, and handed it to Trey Holmes, saying, “Here’s some living expenses. See what we need at home and buy some stuff. Let me know when it’s all spent.”

“Okay, boss.”

With a sense of relief, Trey Holmes smiled at Jophia Locke and took the car keys before heading out.

“Let’s go to the gym.”

“Oh, alright.”

At the moment, Jophia Locke was still full of shock, firstly because she hadn’t expected Greg Jensen to buy a new house so quickly, and secondly because she hadn’t imagined the house he bought would be so big.

“Isn’t this house a bit too big? Must have cost a fortune, right?”

“Not much, just over two million.”

Upon hearing this, Jophia Locke inhaled sharply and exclaimed in astonishment, “Over two million isn’t much?”

She had never bought a house before and wasn’t very clear about real estate prices, otherwise, she might have been even more surprised that two million yuan could buy such a nice house.

Greg Jensen smiled and led her to the gym next door.

Seeing the dazzling array of equipment, Jophia Locke’s eyes lit up with joy, and she said, “You’ve got a pretty complete set of equipment here; it looks like you don’t need to buy anything else.”

“So, what are we doing today?” Greg Jensen asked.

Jophia Locke took out two training plans from her bag, handed them to Greg Jensen, and said, “I’m not sure what your fitness goals are, so I made two plans based on what I thought might suit you.

I figured you probably don’t have any needs for strength, so one of them is aimed at bodybuilding. The other is for improving coordination and flexibility.”

Greg Jensen nodded with satisfaction. Jophia Locke had come up with two fitness plans overnight, indicating she had put effort into it.

“Let’s skip bodybuilding; I’m not into bulking up. Let’s work on flexibility instead.”

“Let’s start with a little test. I’ll demonstrate for you first, and you try to follow. I need to know how flexible you are right now.”

As she spoke, Jophia Locke brought her legs together and slowly bent down, wrapping her arms around her bent legs.

Her delicate face pressed against her thighs.

After completing the movement, she straightened up, smiled, and said, “Since you’re a beginner, you definitely can’t do it like me.

But you can try following this move, and stop when it starts to hurt…”

Before she could finish her sentence, her eyes widened in shock.

Because Greg Jensen had managed to perform the same movement instantly, and with even greater amplitude, his head almost reaching past his legs.

Is this guy even human?

His strength rivaling that of world champions and now this level of flexibility too?

Jophia Locke even started to wonder if Greg Jensen had been sent by a rival to mess with her.

“Like this?” Greg Jensen asked.

Jophia Locke nodded dumbfoundedly: “Yeah.”

Greg Jensen asked with a smile: “How’s my flexibility?”

“Uh, very good…”

“So what’s next?”

Jophia Locke really wanted to say “You don’t need any training,” but how could she say such a thing as a personal trainer committed to professional conduct?

After hesitating for a moment, she chose what she deemed the most torturous, “Let’s work on splits. Your flexibility is just so-so, you still need a lot of practice.”

“Okay.”

Greg Jensen saw the panic flash across Jophia Locke’s face, like a hunter who had caught his prey, and he started to laugh happily.

It didn’t matter whether the teacher was good or not; he mainly wanted to practice.