He Clings to Me Every Night

He opened a video saved on his phone and stared intently at the screen without blinking.

A little while later, Daniel Marshall opened Grace Ziegler’s thermal lunch box.

Suddenly, the familiar mouthwatering smell of chive dumplings wafted perfectly, Daniel’s eyes were slightly moistened.

Picking up a chive dumpling, Daniel began to eat it in big bites.

The taste, remarkably similar to his mother’s chive dumplings, twisted Daniel’s heart in an inexplicable pain, and a bitter taste emerged in his heart as well.

After finishing one chive dumpling, Daniel picked up a pair of disposable chopsticks and took some pickles to eat.

Although it lacked a little flavor and wasn’t as tasty as his mother’s pickled vegetables, it was the closest flavor to what he missed in Serene City.

Daniel was aware he had been neglecting his sister recently, deliberately keeping her at a distance. Still, he couldn’t continue this way; he needed to mentor her more, and for the sake of his mother’s peace of mind, he should take better care of his sister.

After some hesitation, Daniel called his executive secretary.

“Isabella, starting from today, I want you to teach Grace how to make coffee and note down important points from the meetings.”

“Yes, Chief Daniel Marshall!”

After hanging up, Isabella, the Chief Secretary, picked up the internal phone directly connected to Grace’s desk and ordered, “Come see me in the pantry.”

With a hint of anticipation, Grace followed the Chief Secretary to the pantry.

Upon hearing that she was to be taught how to make Chief Daniel Marshall’s coffee, Grace was so overwhelmed with joy that she wanted to cry – a laughter almost escaped her, but she managed to hold it back, keeping her real emotions hidden.

The Chief Secretary was preparing to resign—her job was to do as Chief Daniel Marshall instructed.

Although she felt Grace was cunning and sly with many concealed intentions, the Chief Secretary didn’t want to interfere too much.

Chief Daniel Marshall was a discerning man, he must have seen through Grace—what the Chief Secretary couldn’t understand was why he decided to indulge such a young girl.

The Chief Secretary still didn’t believe that Chief Daniel Marshall would be interested in a girl like Grace.

But over time, it was hard to say what this little girl might be thinking. Hopefully, Chief Daniel Marshall would use his wisdom.

…

At noon, everyone left for lunch, but Grace was still in the CEO’s office.

Daniel Marshall came out of his office, went straight to the Executive Secretary’s office, and returned the thermal lunch box to Grace.

“Thank you, the chive dumplings you made were delicious, and so were the pickles.”

A sweet smile appeared on Grace’s face, her expression revealing a hint of shyness, “Chief Daniel Marshall, you’re welcome! It’s me who should thank you for taking care of me and teaching me so much. I’m the one who should be grateful.”

The corner of Daniel’s mouth twitched slightly, forming a shallow smile across his sexy thin lips, “You don’t have to make chive dumplings for me often since they have a strong smell. I’ll ask you to make them when I crave them.”

Grace agreed readily, her soft, affectionate eyes still fixed on Chief Daniel Marshall.

The expression on her face was pure innocence, and her brilliant smile looked harmless.

Daniel’s voice was low and gentle, “Aren’t you going to eat?”

“Chief Daniel Marshall, I’m about to go. How about I treat you to lunch?”

“Thanks, but I’ve already made plans with my wife!”

With these words, Daniel left.

Grace froze in place, feeling a sense of desolation in her heart.

The moment Daniel’s figure disappeared, Grace’s eyes were filled with resentful depths.

She was feeling uncomfortable, an inexplicable anger flaring up within her.

Grace particularly despised Mrs. Olivia Marshall and wished that this woman could disappear immediately.

She prayed earnestly: May this woman not stand in her way!