Married At First Sight By Gu Lingfei

Tinsley finished the last of her snacks and followed Elora out.

"Sis, you're always busy. You must be exhausted. Why don't you take a day off and rest at home? I can handle everything for you," Tinsley suggested, hoping Elora would take the opportunity to spend more time with Tatum.

But Elora shook her head. "Not today. I have an important meeting and need to see two major clients. I'm really fine, don't worry. And from now on, I'm done with alcohol."

Given her position, no one would dare force her to drink at social events. Most people also knew she avoided drinking in public to prevent being taken advantage of. But every now and then, if she was in a good mood, she might have a glass or two.

Hearing this, Tinsley gave up trying to convince her.

After finishing their coffee, the sisters left together. Elora headed back to the company, with Tinsley riding in the car behind her.

As they drove past the gates of their villa community, they spotted Timothy still standing there.

Elora didn't even bother rolling down the window.

had come in person,

Timothy

which was driven by bodyguards, Tinsley glanced outside. Timothy recognized the vehicle immediately. Elora never traveled without security, and her private car was always flanked by escort vehicles. The level of protection she had was far beyond that of Timothy, the eldest son of the Labbe

even acknowledge his father. He had visited several times, only to be turned away each time. Any

interested. Her secretary simply scheduled an appointment, but with the long queue ahead, there

father suggested another approach: starting with

slightly less accomplished than Elora, Tinsley was still a

the family business and had built a

corporate world-someone most small-time bosses couldn't even dream

Tinsley wasn't as cold or

to Elora, but none had

a young, handsome man who spent his days cooking for her. Though working for the Ormond family meant he had a bright future-many top restaurants would gladly take him in