Tiana Williams often entered a state of deep focus while working. By the time she finished summarizing, analyzing, and writing nearly ten pages, it was already close to three in the morning…
When she was deeply concentrated, she didn't feel tired at all. But once she relaxed, she felt completely exhausted. She tidied up, washed up efficiently, and then went to bed to rest.
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The next morning, Tiana woke up at eight o'clock.
She got up quickly, freshened up, applied light makeup in a simple style, and found a skirt in the walk-in closet to wear.
Her skin was excellent, and she had an aloof and compelling presence, so she didn't need too much makeup enhancement.
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Meanwhile, downstairs in the dining room.
Breakfast had already been laid out on the table. Landon Brooke sat in front of the table with a cup of tea emitting faint steam in his hand. On the side, a thermos was simmering tea, with the flame of the candle beneath flickering weakly, filling the air with a subtle medicinal fragrance.
After taking medicine and sleeping soundly last night, his fever had subsided by midnight. The butler even brought him half a bowl of porridge to drink, so today he seemed much more spirited. The pallor on his handsome face diminished a bit. With his exquisite features and an air of dignified power, he was almost too intimidating to look at directly.
Sitting beside him was a handsome and tall man, with a striking face and peach blossom eyes shining light, a hint of a smile playing around his lips; he exuded the relaxed air of a privileged gentleman. That was his good friend, Diaz Drake.
"What are you doing here?"
Landon lowered his eyes to take a sip of tea and asked indifferently.
"I was chatting with Tom Rosenthal late last night and found out you weren't feeling well, came to check on you…"
Diaz responded casually while pouring himself a cup of tea. He took a sip, and the next second—
'Pfft—'
The tea in his mouth sprayed out, and he furrowed his brows, "Cough cough… What is this stuff? It's so bitter… Is this even fit for human consumption?"
Diaz almost questioned his life choices as he looked at the clear tea, frowning tightly while wiping the corners of his mouth with a napkin.
Landon's unfazed eyes flicked a glance at him, seemingly enjoying his expression, and it appeared his mood was somewhat uplifted—
"Medicinal tea, for nurturing the body, it's meant for those who are half-dead."
Landon spoke in an indifferent tone. Upon hearing him, Diaz's expression suddenly turned solemn and he quickly said, "Don't talk nonsense, Brother Four, your health has improved a lot compared to before. As long as you rest well and take care of yourself, you'll definitely live a long life."
There was a long silence after his words. Without hearing any response from Landon, Diaz took a deep breath and silently gazed at him, a solemnity arising in his eyes as he sighed—
"Brother Four, I can't believe you're actually engaged to Powerful Tiana! Are you out of your mind? What's so good about her? Why make life hard for yourself? Just look at you, with that thin body of yours, can you survive a beating from Powerful Tiana? And she's so cold and boring, without a hint of the gentleness and consideration that a girl should have, just a total workaholic. If you marry her, what happiness could there be? With her stiff expression, she's more affectionate to a globe or a telescope than to you... What are you thinking?"
Tiana Williams had just reached the top of the stairs when she heard a voice from below, very familiar, and she quickly recognized it as Diaz Drake's voice!
Back in the days when they used to hang out together, Diaz was just a little chubby kid, always picking fights with her for no reason, and so each time, she'd simply beat him until he was black and blue, making him cry all the way home to his dad...
So the 'Powerful Tiana' he was talking about now is her?
"Give it up, Brother Four! Break off the engagement, find someone who knows how to care for you, to make your life a bit easier and happier! You need to find someone gentle and beautiful, most importantly, obedient... I have a cousin who's not bad, the one I brought to that get-together last time, remember? Not only is my cousin a master chef but also a violin prodigy, and she has a great personality. She admires you so much, you two would be in perfect harmony. Men should find someone who loves them deeply, adores them..."
"Just look at Powerful Tiana's face that's as stiff as the Academic Affairs Director's, so tight and without a trace of tenderness. Sleeping opposite that face at night, you might dream about being punished by standing... Besides, she only has education and astronomy in her heart, not you! You're not even interested in women, being tied together like that, how awkward, could you really express yourself? Could you feel anything? You need someone pure and compliant, like my cousin, cute and lovable. Those aloof women are tough to handle, let alone Powerful Tiana who is cultivating, probably thinking about when she can ascend and dash through the vast universe."
Diaz truly believed that Landon Brooke and Tiana Williams were a mismatch only old men would think they had a chance. These two are just like two huge chunks of ice; it'd be strange if they could meld!
Landon Brooke, unfazed by Diaz's chatter, continued to sip his tea, head down. But the next second, he suddenly raised his head slightly, with a calm look toward the staircase.
At that moment, Diaz also realized something. He heard a cold and rhythmic sound near his ear—
The sound of high heels walking on the chilly floor.
He instinctively looked up and was momentarily stunned, a hint of undisguised admiration rising in his eyes.
He saw a woman descending the staircase, wearing an elegant black and white gradient chiffon dress, her head full of lush waves cascading down to her waist, a slender figure with perfect curves, her face almost bewitchingly stunning, with exquisite features, black high heels revealing her white and delicate ankles, her long legs, slender and straight, shimmering like autumn water in her radiant eyes, her indifferent lips a commanding crimson, emanating the air of a cold and noble queen...
With such presence, she indeed matched Brother Four's strength. If such a woman entered their business world, she'd probably be a formidable businesswoman as well, too much for the average person to handle, not to mention her terrifying physical skills and astonishing talents...
A worthy titleholder of the Moon Goddess—Powerful Tiana!
With that appearance, she deserved a solid hundred, but when it comes to her disposition, Diaz felt he could only give her thirty, not a point more!
Tiana glanced disdainfully at Diaz, then quickly sat down beside Landon, right across from Diaz.
Landon's deep eyes flickered slightly as he reached out and pulled the teapot beside him closer.
Diaz, however, still couldn't snap out of it, fretting that his earlier words might have been overheard by Powerful Tiana herself.
Considering his past experiences of being disciplined by Powerful Tiana, Diaz couldn't help but sweat for himself internally!
"How do you feel? Has the fever gone down?"
A cold voice came through. When he looked up, Tiana was pouring herself some milk with her eyes lowered, but obviously, the question was directed at Landon.
PS: Second update, seeking support and votes~~~