I was flustered but could not bring myself to ask Grace to leave when she was this polite. Besides, she was not the one who asked to stay. After dropping the invitation, Dominic walked into the kitchen. I could tell that he was preparing our meal. Ever since coming back, he had been in charge of cooking every meal, and I was happy and contented with eating the dishes he had made. Somehow, I was surprisingly unhappy this time. Occasionally letting my best friend, Shannon, eat the meal my man had prepared was fine, but I could not say the same for Grace. In fact, I was annoyed that she could taste Dominic's cooking. The more I thought about it, the more frustrated I felt. However, since I was not that close with Grace, it would not be appropriate for me to make a face at her, though that did not apply to my best friend. Instinctively, I glared at Shannon. This is all her fault. She usually isn't so easygoing and soft-hearted! Why did she have to be so nice to Grace? Shannon was still in a daze. Upon noticing my glare, she was slightly startled before letting out an awkward chuckle. I got even more frustrated to see her chuckle like that. How can she still laugh at such a situation? At the same time, I found that something was amiss with Dominic that day. Why didn't he tell me he'd be coming back earlier, and why did he ask them to stay for a meal? This isn't like him. Well, it was too late anyway. I could only swallow back my frustration. After all, I could not just kick Grace out of the house without any solid reason. Dominic was still busy in the kitchen, and the three of us chatted away. Although Grace and I had known each other for a couple of years, we never got close.Besides making small talks when stumbling upon each other, we did not have other topics to chat about. Since we were not on the same wavelength, I did not think we should waste time talking. I would say that we had done the most talking over the years on that day alone. Perhaps I was overthinking, but somehow I felt like Grace was trying to butter me up. At first, I found it rather amusing but remembering that Shannon mentioned Grace wanted to take over “The Wind And Cloud” from me, it made sense. Shannon told me that Grace wanted to persuade me on this, but I could not fathom it. Even if I was handing over this project, the final decision was still with Flash Media, not me. Thus, when our conversation finally came to this topic, I played it off casually. Perhaps because she did not get to hear the answer she wanted, Grace's expression darkened right away. However, there was nothing I could do, for I was just a nobody. There was no way I could influence Flash's decision in this, though even if I could, I would still play dumb. If I had to give a reason, I would say it was because I was not happy with her extending her stay to eat the meal Dominic was preparing for me. Yes, I am that childish. Sue me! Fortunately, Grace knew how to read the room and did not extend her stay after the meal. She just thanked us and left. Noticing that Shannon was still here, Dominic said nothing and made us a fruit platter before returning to the bedroom. I was still a little too full after the meal, and I did not want to move or talk at all. Shannon did not bother to start talking either, busy helping herself with the fruit platter. After going through so many things that afternoon, Shannon and I finally got some time alone. Grace left while Dominic considerately gave us some privacy. I wanted to have a proper talk with her as it had been a long time since we last met. Pondering for a moment, I decided to talk about work first. It was quite urgent at that time. One of the conditions stated on my contract with Flash Media was that the comic had to be released simultaneously with the TV series. Now that the filming was almost wrapping up, and I had to find someone to take over my work at the last minute, it was a pressing matter. After all, every artist had their own style, and it would not be easy for them to adjust to my style within such a short time. I knew Shannon wanted me to let Grace take over my work, but she could tell that I was mad at Grace, so she dared not finalize it yet. Truthfully, I found the whole incident rather hilarious. I was only slightly dissatisfied with Shannon, and my annoyance had amplified because my temper worsened with my pregnancy. It was not my intention to be this emotional. Anyway, since Grace had already left the house, I was no longer mad at her.I found it moving that Shannon was still considering my feelings even when it came to work-related matters. My mood got better at the thought of this. Not hoping to put Shannon in a tough spot anymore, I told her directly that she could make the decision, and I would have no complaints. She had the most skilled artists in her team, so I was confident that she would not let any of them mess up my work. In the end, Shannon told me she would think about it again and let me know her final decision. I agreed with taking time to come up with a decision, so I stopped talking about this. After talking about work, we started chatting about our personal lives. Unavoidably, Shannon began to ask me about my pregnancy, my plans for the future, as well as my relationship with Dominic. I did not even know how to describe my relationship with Dominic. It was messier than tangled yarn.However, since I had already decided to be with him, I could not go back on it, not that I wanted to. Deep down inside my heart, I chose to believe in Dominic, and I was willing to give him the chance to prove himself. We had been in love for so long and had invested so much into our relationship. Perhaps getting pregnant at this timing was a sign from the heavens for us to get back together again. On top of that, I did not want to give up on us. I could not bring myself to do so. I also told Shannon that this was probably my last time doing this. The whole time, Shannon was silent while listening to me talking and talking. Even when I stopped because I was parched, she still did not utter a single word. After a good few minutes, I was eating a slice of apple when Shannon suddenly pulled me into a hug. “Liliana, don't worry. You will always have my support.” I was startled at first but soon returned the hug when her words registered in my mind. Smiling, I said, “Of course, we will always be there for each other. I promise I won't turn a blind eye if you're being bullied too.” Shannon looked at me in disdain. “You don't have to worry about me. Just focus on taking great care of my godson and goddaughter.” The atmosphere was heavy at first, but we were already laughing it off. It lasted for a couple of minutes until Dominic walked out of the bedroom with a dark expression. I was puzzled. Who angered him?