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    Ste opened her mouth to argue—but couldn’t find anything to say. William really didn’t seem to have any major ws. But that still wasn’t enough of a reason for her to marry him.

    “Sharon, please. I know what I’m doing, okay? You should focus on yourself instead. If you really want to be a matchmaker, maybe you should try getting married first. You’d be the perfect walking advertisement.”

    That left Sharonpletely defeated. She gave up on the idea of pairing Ste with William.

    Honestly, those two were probably better off staying the way they were—two lovable opposites who never ran out of things to argue about.

    After the wine-tasting event, Ste headed back to her dorm and got straight to work, prepping materials for the next day’s project. She kept at itte into the night.

    She was in the middle of a neck massage, trying to shake off some of the tension, when the doorbell suddenly rang. She frowned. Who on earth was calling at four in the morning?

    Cautiously, she walked to the door and called out, “Who is it?”

    William’s voice came from the other side. “It’s me. I saw your light was still on and thought you might want ate-night snack.”

    Ste blinked. Ate-night snack? Since when did he do that?

    She opened the door and saw him standing there, holding several stic bags. “What did you bring?”

    “A bunch of savory breakfast dishes.”

    She was caught off guard. Breakfast? It was only four a.m.

    Before she could say anything else, William had already walked in and started unpacking the bags. A mouthwatering aroma immediately filled the room. Ste had barely touched anything at the wine-tasting earlier, just a few small bites. And now, with all this delicious food in front of her, she suddenly realized—yeah, she was starving.

    The dishes were from a popr spot with ster reviews. Ste ended up eating more than she expected. By the time they finished, it was nearly six. The sky outside had started to lighten.

    “Should we still try to get some sleep?” Ste nced out the window.

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    William went quiet for a second, then said, “You don’t have to go to the institute today. Take a day to rest. Recharge a bit. Be at your best.”

    He started tidying up and was just about to leave when Ste said, “I don’t need a day off. I can still go in.”

    She’d pulled all-nighters for experiments before. One sleepless night wasn’t going to kill her.

    William turned and looked at her. “There’s nothing urgent at theb today. If you push through without sleep, your focus will be shot, and your efficiency will take a hit. Rest today—work better tomorrow.”

    Ste opened her mouth to argue, but he had a point. So she stayed home and rested for the day.

    The next morning, as soon as Ste walked into the research institute, she felt the shift. People were whispering. The moment they noticed her, they fell silent—eyes filled with a weird mix of guilt and curiosity.

    She figured it was probably because of the newpetitor. She didn’t bother with them and just headed to her station.

    She was still changing into herb coat when Elbert walked up. “Sylvia, Mr. Hoffman wants to see you.”

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