River washed his hands before returning to eat the pastries.

He was genuinely starving.

In no time, he polished off the entire plate and downed two glasses of water.

Setting the cup aside, he said contentedly, “Now, I’m satisfied.”

“Next time, eat properly before doing anything else. Skipping meals will wreck your stomach. Fixing that isn’t easy.”

Once he was done eating, Rosalie got down to business. “My company does have a project that needs a collaborator right now. If you’re interested in investing, I guarantee we’ll all profit. I won’t let you suffer any losses.”

Serenity was right—even competitors could become collaborators.

After returning home last night, Rosalie had reflected deeply.

Recalling years of rivalry with River and their recent ambiguous tension, she admitted that he was the man she had fallen for.

Serenity had urged her not to let him slip away, warning that she would definitely regret it if she did.

Plus, her grandfather’s relentless nagging of her to get