Reborn From Ashes novel Chapter 103

"Here, try this pork chop. Otherwise, Jenny will finish it all before you can even blink!" Serena laughed.

"This roasted chicken only has two drumsticks, and they're both for you. Since Jenny isn't here, she must not like it." James deliberately raised his voice, continuing to ignore Jenny.

"Huh?"

"Jenny is still growing… Sleeping can help her grow taller, so let her keep sleeping," Hayden added with a playful smile.

Jenny couldn't sit still any longer. She shot up like a spring, her chest heaving with indignation.

"You, you, you…" she stammered, too angry to find her words. She glared at them all for teasing her.

"Hmph! I'll eat it! I'll eat it all!" she declared, joining them at the table. She ate voraciously, afraid she would miss out.

The other three burst into laughter, unable to hold back. Each of them was genuinely happy.

They loved teasing Jenny like this, and the home was filled with warmth and joy.

Hayden's mood lifted as he looked at the family before him. If only life could stay this way forever.

…

The next day, in the office of Sterling Group, a looming conspiracy was quietly approaching.

"Ms. Sterling, a company has submitted a proposal for collaboration," the tall and elegant secretary said, handing over a document. "It's a contract worth one billion dollars. Please review it."

Julia was dressed professionally and exuded competence as she skillfully flipped through the file.

"This project… looks pretty solid. Which company is it from?" she asked.

"Julia's suggestion is good. This is a good opportunity—a billion dollars! Let's treat it as an investment," he said decisively, approving the collaboration.

Soon, after approval from all relevant departments, the project was officially underway.

…

Morgan was playing with his dog at the Sterling residence. He was in an exceptionally good mood.

He felt confident about his admission to Brighton University and saw no need to return to high school. So he indulged himself, idling at home without a care.

At this moment, Lily approached him with a smile. "Morgan, have you reviewed the guest list? All the wealthy families are confirmed for the birthday party. Is there anyone else you'd like to invite?"

"I've already looked at it. Most of my friends are already on the list as part of those families. But there's one person I'd like to invite—I'm just not sure if Mom and Dad will approve." His tone was cautious, almost nervous.