Keegan raised his hand and gestured behind his shoulder. “Been focusing on my back, but it isn’t as defined as it is on the abdomen.”

Stella’s eyes lit up. ’Let me take a look.”

Keegan nodded, his gaze lowered, as he removed the bathrobe from his shoulders, preparing to turn around and reveal the results of his workouts to his wife, when suddenly the study door was twisted open from outside.

Stella’s reflexes acted quicker than her thoughts. She immediately grabbed Keegan, using her body to shield his body.

The door cracked open, and a little head peeked in. Coco, with two pigtails, blinked innocently, “Uncle Keegan, Aunt Stella, Grandma Whitney wants me to ask if you want to eat fish dumplings.”

Stella, still facing away from the door, couldn’t let go. She patted Keegan’s back, prompting him to respond.

Keegan replied, “Well share one portion.”

nodded, glanced at Keegan, and whispered, “Uncle Keegan, are you

from Sunshine Class always flexes his muscles when he sees Ms. Yvonne

you know

be friends with someone, wanting to have offspring. Uncle Keegan, when are you and Aunt Stella

he opened the door and ushered

in the company cafeteria,

a few days now, currently assigned to Group Three of Zone A in the Perfume

things on this side of the cafeteria, just to make sure she eats well. Sonia was introverted, not good at dealing with interpersonal relationships, but she was obedient, wouldn’t cause trouble, could spend the whole day working in the

on this task and, at meal times, would call Kiara Lark from Zone B to get

food, and could eat anything with relish. Kiara joked that when the cafeteria chefs saw Sonia finishing her meal, they would

“Sonia, the registration for the National Perfume Blending Competition is about to start. Do

’You brought me to the company just to help you win this competition, right? Why are you asking me if

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