Slap! Britget suddenly slapped Fergus, then acted as if nothing happened: "Sorry, Fergus is drunk and talking nonsense!" The classmates remained silent, understanding Britget's fierce nature. Marrying Britget would surely be a life of suffering. The looks towards Fergus were full of contempt. How could he endure such a personality just for his career? Fergus was furious, wanting to retaliate, but couldn't bring himself to do it, knowing the consequences. "Fergus, are you trying to rebel?" Britget glared at Fergus, her gaze blatant and intimidating. Fergus, feeling humiliated, lowered his hand, trying to appease her: "No, I was just disrespectful because I'm drunk!" Britget finally seemed satisfied, then turned to Jonathan: "Jonathan, we're almost done with dinner, and it's still early. Fergus and I will pay for the meal. Why don't you plan what to do next? How about it?" Nobody asked Jonathan to plan anything, but Britget insisted on it. Fergus had already caused a scene; th

Slap! Before Adela could fully grasp the thought, a loud slap echoed. Everyone turned their attention to them. They saw the right side of David's face suddenly swelling red, with five distinct finger marks extremely clear. Having regained his senses from the pain, David was furious: "Jonathan, you dare to hit me? Do you want to die? Security, security!" Slap, slap! Jonathan delivered two more slaps to David's face, speaking very slowly: "For someone like you, hitting you is already giving you honor. Actually, I'm afraid of dirtying my hand. Speaking only filth, how can Near department store let someone like you be the director of procurement?" Everyone present was terrified. Would he continue to hit David?! Security had rushed in, surrounding them. Adela, a fragile girl, looked utterly panicked. Jonathan was acting too impulsively, how could he behave like this? Now, it would be him who suffered the consequences. Jonathan shielded Adela behind him, glancing at the security gua

"Rolls-Royce?" Jonathan smiled. Amidst everyone’s puzzled gazes, he suddenly took out his phone and called with a resolute voice: "Could you get me a Rolls-Royce immediately? I need one.” Adela instantly formed an incredible guess in her mind: Jonathan was causing trouble again! Just like last time when he asked for an Aston Martin and got it right away! “Hmph, keep pretending. A Rolls-Royce isn’t that easy to buy, and you say ‘buy it now, I need it’, who are you trying to fool?” Iris was completely incredulous. Layla also sneered, not believing Jonathan could purchase the car. To buy a Rolls-Royce, he needed to place an order in advance, and it usually takes half a month just to receive the car. Buying one immediately? That's simply impossible! This Jonathan is definitely faking it! By then, Jonathan had hung up and said nonchalantly: "I’ve ordered the Phantom model. How’s that? If you feel okay with it, please wait for about half an hour, the car will be delivered right away.

"Ha ha ha. Jonathan, we have nothing more to talk about. A man must stand by his word, so if you don't get the contract, be ready to write your resignation! And Adela, she can stay in the company." Hearing Jonathan hadn't secured the contract yet, Edgar immediately showed his true colors, laughing mockingly. His eyes were filled with desire as he looked at Adela. With Jonathan gone, who would protect Adela now? Everyone suddenly heard Jonathan's statement: "But what if Adela managed to secure the contract with Near Department Store?" Everyone was confused. Had Jonathan actually secured the contract or not? "Is this some kind of joke? How could Adela possibly get the contract?" Edgar couldn't believe it. "Show it to Director Raphael." Jonathan instructed Adela. Adela immediately took out the contract documents and placed them before Raphael. She finally understood Jonathan's intention; he wanted her to take the credit for securing this contract, and she was deeply moved. Raphae

Jonathan and Adela frowned, seeing a disheveled man in his thirties approaching, his clothes dirty and unkempt. "People wish for their sons to support them in their old age, yet I have to bend over backward to support my son! Basil, I just gave you five hundred USD last night, and it's gone already?!", Mrs. Jones irritably looked at her son. "Ah, this is Adela, I heard you're working at a big company now. Oh, and this is..." Basil Connor, Mrs. Jones’s son, in his thirties and yet with nothing to his name. His eyes heated up upon seeing Adela, completely ignoring the matter of taking money from Mrs. Jones. Before Adela could speak, Mrs. Jones coldly said: "This is young master Wang, Adela's boyfriend!" Basil Connor's face darkened, casting a rather unfriendly glance at Jonathan. Adela was about to object, but she suddenly understood Mrs. Jones' intention. Basil had always shown interest in her, which she knew. Mrs. Jones said this to make Basil give up entirely. So, she took Jon