CHAPTER 92: CHAPTER 92-WIN WIN

Morrison heard her fall silent on the other end, his voice soft and curious.

"Why so quiet?"

"Oh."

Lilian snapped back to reality.

"You should get back to work. Didn’t you say you have a meeting later?"

Morrison chuckled.

"Dummy."

He wasn’t really meeting anyone. That was just an excuse so her parents wouldn’t think it was weird for him to be dressed so formally. But she actually believed him.

Then, lowering his voice to a smooth, tempting murmur, he teased,

"Seriously not coming back to your place tonight?"

Lilian blushed instantly, knowing exactly what he was trying to do.

"No, no, don’t ask me that again."

She hurriedly cut him off, afraid he’d say more,

"Alright, I gotta eat something now. I’m hanging up."

And with that, she ended the call.

Morrison glanced at his phone, smiled softly, then slid into his car and drove away.

This girl really was a tease — having something good but not being able to enjoy it fully was a bitter feeling. But right now, between them, the timing wasn’t right, the circumstances weren’t perfect, and the stars just didn’t align. All they could do was wait.

Still, even though their relationship was secret, it had its own kind of romance... and excitement.

Morrison — who’d always been loud and proud with his past girlfriends, practically throwing a party every time — rarely ever kept things so lowkey. This girl was special enough to make him break his own rules.

Later, he drove back to the Morrison household, where the four of them shared lunch together.

Linda had set the rule: on weekdays, Morrison and Karl could go out and enjoy themselves freely, but on weekends, they had to be home with their parents.

Linda was a mother who understood her kids well. She knew once they got older, they’d naturally want their own space, and might feel there was a generation gap or that their parents’ control was suffocating — especially for boys.

So she’d made sure early on that both sons lived independently and never pried too much into their lives outside.

Of course, except when it came to the big stuff — like their future marriages.

At the dining table, Linda’s conversation inevitably circled back to Lilian.

Karl "kindly" offered,

"Mom, since you like Lilian so much, and since I broke up with her, why don’t you just introduce her to Big Bro?

If she ends up with him, she’s still your daughter-in-law."

As soon as Karl finished, he immediately shot Morrison a hopeful look.

He was doing everything he could to push his brother and Lilian together — definitely hoping for some extra research funding from Big Bro.

Morrison gave him a cold glance but said nothing. Still, that look alone gave away just how pleased he was inside.

But Linda was shocked by Karl’s suggestion and immediately shot it down.

"That’s impossible!"

"Your brother and Lilian are totally not a match. Your brother is just a notorious womanizer. How could such a good girl like Lilian ever like him?"

Linda’s emotions got the better of her, and in her heated words, she forgot the "notorious womanizer" was her own son.

"No way, no way. I can’t let Lilian get hurt."

Karl tried desperately to cough to get his mother’s attention — to remind her she just insulted his brother — but Linda was completely oblivious. So Karl just had to watch helplessly as Morrison’s expression grew darker and darker.

Poor Linda had no idea that Lilian didn’t actually dislike her eldest son. On the contrary, she actually quite liked him.

If she didn’t, she wouldn’t have... you know, given herself to him.

Mr. Mos didn’t react much. He sat quietly at the table, only glancing at Morrison when Karl mentioned introducing Lilian to him, then went right back to eating in silence.

After Linda finished her rant, she felt thirsty and took a sip of soup to soothe her throat.

Then came Morrison’s casual voice,

"Mom, about that jewelry set you liked last time — I was going to buy it for you recently, but the company is investing in a big project, so funds are a bit tight. I think we’ll hold off for now."

Linda almost choked on her soup.

"Not buying it?"

Her eyes filled with disappointment, and Mr. Mo glanced at Morrison again.

Karl was barely holding back laughter, feeling like his brother’s petty little grudge even extended to their own mother. Honestly, being pressured by Morrison into breaking up with Lilian made him feel somewhat balanced.

But he couldn’t blame Morrison entirely. Who wouldn’t be mad when Mom so openly said he didn’t deserve the girl he liked? If he were in Morrison’s shoes, he’d be furious too.

"Funds are tight" my foot. With MOS Corp’s assets, buying a jewelry set wouldn’t even scratch the surface of that project’s budget. It was clearly just Morrison’s silent way of showing he was annoyed and didn’t want to buy it for Linda anymore.

Linda wasn’t materialistic, but she really did like that jewelry. At their age, finding a piece that truly spoke to her was rare.

She hadn’t asked Morrison directly. It was just something she mentioned casually, and Morrison had promised to buy it for her.

And now he was saying he wouldn’t...

Giving her hope just to crush it again — no wonder she was disappointed.

What she didn’t know was that the jewelry was already safely stored in her son’s company vault, bought and waiting for the perfect moment to be gifted to her.

Karl tried to comfort her,

"Mom, once I get stable at work and start earning, I’ll buy it for you. Don’t be sad — you still have your younger son."

Morrison snorted dismissively but continued eating calmly as if nothing happened.

So for the rest of Sunday, Karl stayed at the Mo family home, while Lilian was at Tiffany’s. Using the weekend to spend time with their parents actually felt pretty nice. Work kept them busy during the week, and meeting up with family was rare — weekends were basically the only chance to have a proper meal and catch up together.

That evening, Lilian suggested taking Daniel and Tiffany out to dinner. She didn’t want Tiffany to have to cook, and honestly, after starting work, Lilian hadn’t really invited her parents out to eat. Back when Dave was around, he and Laurent always picked up the tab whenever she tried to treat them.

This time, it was truly her treat, and Daniel and Tiffany happily agreed — they wanted to support her wish to honor her parents.

So the three of them headed out together, with Lilian driving her parents.

The restaurant was Lilian’s choice — a well-known place known for its light but delicious dishes, perfect for older folks like Daniel and Tiffany.

As for how she knew about it? Morrison had taken her there once before.

When they parked and walked up to the entrance, they unexpectedly bumped into Morrison and his family — four of them out for dinner as well. The Mo family was on Morrison’s dime, so he picked the place.

What a coincidence — or maybe just bad luck — that their two groups ended up at the same restaurant. Some might call it fate, others "too many fish in a small pond."

When the two families met at the door, Lilian nearly lost it.

What kind of luck was this? She had hoped to avoid Morrison for the entire day, and yet here she was running into him again at night.

Morrison looked a bit stunned too, but then a sly smile crept into his eyes.

Was this divine intervention?

He had been thinking he wouldn’t see the girl until work the next day, but now, not only did he see her, it looked like the two families might even share a meal together.

A win-win situation, really.

Karl raised his eyebrows in surprise, then leaned back and chuckled like someone watching a show.

Looks like things were about to get interesting.