Knock, knock! There was a knock on the door. Jonathan opened it to find Daisy standing outside. "Are you heading out?" Daisy asked, noticing his attire. Jonathan nodded: "I have a dinner appointment tonight." Without divulging further details — mere words could hardly encapsulate the complexity of the situation — Jonathan moved on. "Oh, I was about to ask you out for dinner! But if you've made plans, nevermind then." Daisy said, a note of disappointment in her voice. "Right, I'll come by tomorrow morning. We can attend the auction together." Jonathan offered, reminding himself of the crucial evening ahead. He had to help Gladys navigate through her troubles and couldn't afford to drag Daisy into it. "Tomorrow?" Daisy seemed hesitant: "Or, or maybe we shouldn't go?" "Are you busy or you don't want to go?" Jonathan questioned, puzzled. Daisy looked awkward as she gritted her teeth: "I... I find it very upsetting!" The prospect of witnessing her home being auctioned off and sol

Jonathan flashed a reassuring smile at Daisy, saying: "Miss Wang, for you this house might just be an item that brings you some profit. But it holds the entirety of my childhood memories, so its significance is different". "If I have set a price that makes you see no more profit, maybe you could consider doing me a favour and let me have it!" "If Miss Wang is still upset, I can even pay you ten million out of my pocket as compensation!" Jonathan's remarks were more than polite. Of course, he said this because he was afraid that Sloane would lose her temper and go all out, regardless of the price. In that case, he'd rather compromise and add a little more money to end it. Though his account was not short of funds, it did not mean he could be reckless. A few hundred million was manageable, but billions would be a matter of national concern! "Ha ha, alright then, for your sake!" Sloane gave a cold laugh before standing up and storming off. She would only take the ten million com

Nathan was a crownless king of the Northern military region, poised to become the supreme commander. How could his fighter jet have been so effortlessly rigged with explosives? This incident took place over two decades ago, yet certain aspects remain eerily peculiar. There's no doubt a grand conspiracy lurking beneath. And Brian, the patriarch of the Wang family and Nathan's biological father, certainly must be privy to the truth of what transpired. But Jonathan knew he couldn't pry. For doing so would risk exposing his identity. Logically speaking, since Brian was Jonathan's paternal grandfather, he should be forthright with him. Yet Jonathan feared that Nathan's death might have been tied to Brian. It's even possible that he masterminded it. Once interests are at stake, even familial bonds can fray. The Wangs, being a premier family in the nation, meant that kinship ties were always tenuous. "Our generation has heard much of Nathan's legacy. But who could've foreseen the i

After Aubrey ushered them out, he lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and declared: “Jonathan, I won't forget your face!" The implications of such a statement were far from pleasant. Yet, Jonathan, an open-minded man, retained his composed demeanor and responded with a smile: “To be remembered by Master Aubrey is my fortune. But I hope you won't forget to absolve Gladys either." "Humph, even if I wanted to, I couldn't forget!" Charles grumbled coldly. Despite his resentment towards Jonathan, the task was assigned by his grandfather, and he had no choice but to comply. "Good then." Jonathan smiled and began to stride forward, casually saying: “Master Wise, you may return. There's no need to see me off." Jonathan harbored no expectations of Aubrey's kindness when he brought the matter to Grandfather Baldwin. He even anticipated offending Charles. But achieving one's goal without offending anyone was practically impossible. There was only sometimes a solution that pleased all parties

"By the way, you're not that young anymore. How come you don't have a girlfriend?" Daisy asked suddenly, sitting cross-legged on the sofa. A girlfriend? Jonathan frowned, thinking of Adela, even Orla William. He smiled bitterly: “I have a girlfriend, and not just that, I was once married and had a daughter. However, she and I have a pact that lasts a year." "The current girlfriend? I couldn't tell you're quite the ladies' man." Daisy casually responded she didn't expect Jonathan's love life to be so rich, but it wasn't surprising either. Given his circumstances, the last thing he lacked was women, and a long love life was hardly a surprise. Yet what she hadn't expected was that Jonathan even had a daughter. "Well, matters of the heart are hard to predict. She and I...at first, we were like oil and water. But after spending time together and understanding each other, we gradually grew fond of each other. However, as her status grew, I fear everything might change." "Honestly, I