Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Ryan noticed my silence and continued speaking. "After all, they chose Matthew to sabotage your position, and now they're regretting it. But they're unwilling to leave and keep staying around.

"I wouldn't mind accommodating them, but I didn't want to intervene. The crucial point is that they're skilled workers and haven't caused any trouble. They're quite hassle-free." Ryan then asked, "What do you think?" Hearing this, I couldn't help but smirk. "Do you think I'm the grudge-holding type? However, I also don't want them to think I'm too forgiving. Regardless, their return to Tanum is a step up," I stated firmly. Ryan didn't hesitate. "Then let's set the standards higher."

I replied, "I can be accommodating, but I can't let them feel like coming back was too easy. I conduct myself professionally. Otherwise, it's unacceptable if they try to undermine me like they did when Matthew was around. "Now, I can let it slide, but they shouldn't think they're invaluable. Matthew indulged them, but I have my limits." I knew Ryan wouldn't object.

"In that case, these people must undergo a simple assessment upon entering and receive necessary training. Don't worry about the trouble. I believe they can handle professional collaborative interior projects in the future. Do you understand?" I asked Ryan. Ryan nodded. "You're aiming to elevate the overall level of our team, but their foundational skills are more than adequate for collaborative interior projects. This way, we can both benefit and manage them effectively."

"Exactly. Even for our own company, we need to establish ranks to recruit technical personnel in the future," I added.

"That's feasible." Ryan fully supported the idea. "This way, we avoid conflicts and maintain order."

"That's right. I've been thinking along those lines. We could even organize some sort of competition, with promotions and demotions based on skills. But the team leaders must strictly oversee everything," I elaborated, feeling more inspired by the idea. As we were discussing enthusiastically, Rose came downstairs. Ryan quickly got up to greet her.

After exchanging greetings with Ryan, Rose said, "Archie will arrive at 5 p.m."

"Oh?" Upon hearing this, I checked the time. "Then let's have dinner together tonight. I'll go pick him up."

"How can that be? You can't drive now. Let Arnold go," Grandma Rose said firmly, expressing her concern.

"No, his arm is still injured, so it's inconvenient for him. I'll just go." I insisted.

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Rose smiled. "That's great. Thank you, Mr. Ryan."

"No trouble at all. Besides, we can have a chat on the way."

We set off for the airport on time without disturbing Atlas, whom I knew was busy with important matters.

During the ride, Ryan glanced at me and tentatively asked, "Grandma Rose said... you can't drive now?"

I blushed suddenly at his question and laughed, nodding. "Yeah. I'm pregnant."

I didn't know why, but I just felt awkward saying the words "I'm pregnant" out loud.

Ryan looked surprised. "Really? It's no wonder Grandma Rose won't let you drive."

"You should hurry up too. You can't keep making Joyce wait for you, right?" I seized the opportunity to urge Ryan.

"Yeah, by the end of the year, or maybe March at the latest," he replied, following my suggestion.

"Why delay till March? The weather

here is so nice, and the house will be ready by the end of the year. It's perfect timing, especially since your parents will also come here for the New Year.

"Everyone will be here, and it's during

at holiday season. You should do it

end of the year," I encouraged Ryan.