Serenity's first reaction was the thought that Jackson might attack that small restaurant. If he could destroy an up-and-coming company to the point of bankruptcy, there was certainly no limit to what he could do to that small restaurant.

"No..." she stammered. "No, I never thought of it that way."

She did not want to see the small restaurant suffer because of her. Besides, she could tell that Clare was a decent person, and she even had a disabled son to take care of, so Serenity was sure that Clare must have a lot of burdens to bear.

"That's good, then," Jackson smiled. "So just keep on living here and don't worry about anything."

Serenity pursed her lips and said nothing.

Jackson took her hands and placed her palms against his cheeks.

"Since you insist on finding your own job," he said, "I'll give in and let you have your way. But remember, no matter how late you get home, you must wish me good night every day, okay?"

She was slightly stunned, having never expected that he w