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"Oh! You're right. There it is. Congratulations, Daisy. You deserve it. Well, it seems that we really should open a bottle of champagne and celebrate tonight!" After listening to Justin, Rain finally realized why this little guy had asked him to look at Daisy's shoulder. There was indeed a new star on her epaulet! He got excited all of a sudden just like Justin.

"Thank you!" Daisy had a small smile on her face. Of course, she was proud of herself, but she wasn't dizzy with success. She worked very hard to get a promotion, and she knew that she deserved it.

"Daisy, congratulations. I'll definitely drink more tonight! Today is a happy day, and we have a lot to celebrate!" To be honest, Tom rarely drank. But today, they finally got a chance to get together, and everyone was just so happy for Daisy getting the promotion she deserved. Then he wouldn't be the spoilsport for sure. He would definitely drink with them.

"Tom, thank you! In fact, I'm really grateful for you. You always helped out when I needed you." Whenever Daisy thought about this, she always felt a bit embarrassed. She often got injured during her training and missions, so every ti she got hurt, she had to bother Tom with her injuries.

"Oh, Daisy! Here we go again. Co on, I already said don't ever thank . It's really nothing. If you keep thanking , I'll feel bad." Tom ran a hand through his ssy hair. He still wasn't used to Daisy's thankful words after all this ti. After all, he grew up with Edward since he was just a little kid. So it was really nothing to treat his friend's wife when she got hurt. Besides, he was a doctor, and it was his responsibility to help patients to heal.

"I think I hear Daisy, right?" Right at this ti, Cynthia walked out from the kitchen. She was in the kitchen because she wanted to see if there was anything she could help with, especially when everyone ca here to spend the holiday. But what she didn't expect was that she was more of a hindrance than a help in the kitchen. She felt a bit embarrassed about herself, so when she heard that Daisy was back, she hurriedly left the kitchen to greet her.

"Yeah, mom, I'm back. Sorry! I didn't get to help with the co

ht? We will definitely take this chance and interrogate him." Edward was indeed the CEO of the FX International Group. He was good at giving instructions. Within just a few minutes, he had already planned everything.

"Boss, umm... I'm not sure if that's such a good idea. I an, what if Leena knows when she gets back. She will definitely start a fight then. Don't tell her that I'm the one who's calling. Wait a minute, why do I suddenly feel that sothing's not right? No, no no no. I don't want to be the one who calls Kevin. You can call him yourself, Edward! I'll just ring up Duke." Just thinking of Leena being mad at him made a chill run down his spine. After all, she was everyone's precious baby girl, you couldn't do anything to her. Instead, all you could do was watch her get mad -- and fall victim to her rciless pranks.

"Damn you're dumb! Just call Duke and have him call Kevin instead. Don't tell you can't think of that. I'm really disappointed at you. That way, you can get them both to co here with just one call. And if Leena ever finds out, she won't bla you." Edward rolled his eyes at Rain, feeling quite helpless. He really didn't know what to do about Rain. He was really thick-headed sotis. Well, now he started to worry about the future of the FX International Group. After all, Rain was the vice-president of his company. If this was how he handled day-to-day affairs, what would his company beco when he was not around?

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