Isaac slapped Wilson again. Blood spurted from Wilson's nose as he fell onto the bed."Since it's your territory, everyone here should know you well, Mr. Kenne!" Isaac chuckled.Wilson's hair stood on end when he saw Isaac's smile. He was fearful. "Wh—what do you want? You'd better think thrice before you do anything, Isaac—"Isaac slapped him again."Shut up!"Wilson almost blacked out from the third slap. There was a sudden pain on his scalp as Isaac tugged his hair.Isaac dragged Wilson along by his hair all the way to the living room. He found a piece of cardboard and a pen and thrust them in front of Wilson."Write 'I am Wilson Kenne and I am a son of a bitch.'""Over my dead body! Ouch!" Wilson screamed.Isaac treaded on Wilson's ankle and pressed down harder.Wilson cried out for mercy, "Okay! Okay! I'll write it. Let me go!"Under pressure, Wilson wrote what was asked of him in horrible writing.Then, Isaac made Wilson take the cardboard as he dragged him out.Isaa

Edward judged the situation before him and started laughing. "You're truly amazing, Mr. Kenne! You must've enjoyed the night.""Hah! Yes, indeed." Wilson smiled coldly.Edward snickered as he presented the gift. "You must be tired. Here, I brought you some supplements. These are highly nutritional."Wilson took the gift box and thrust it on the floor. He stared at Edward before asking, "Eddy, did you do it on purpose?""What do you mean?" Edward realized something was not right."Guards! Beat him up!" Wilson bellowed. Five guards entered the room."Mr. Kenne, what is going on? Ouch!"The guards promptly started beating Edward up."Throw him out when you're done. Loser." Wilson spat and lay down on the bed.Half an hour later, Edward limped out of the villa covered in bruises. In the car, he pressed hard on his bleeding nose with one hand as he dialed Randall's number with the other.He was confused. Everything had gone well yesterday, but why was Mr. Kenne acting differently

Allegra’s face drained of all its blood immediately. She staggered backward.The entire crowd started to fuss and talk among themselves. Everyone looked at Allegra in shock; they couldn’t believe that such a pretty woman used to be a janitor.Andrew raised his hand and shouted, “I’m Allegra Booth’s brother, Andrew Booth, and I can confirm that she used to be a janitor. She’s specifically in charge of scrubbing the toilet bowls. She has completely zero knowledge of managing a company! If you work under her, I can promise that this company will no doubt go bankrupt within six months!”The jobseekers threw a louder, hissier fit when they heard that. They were angry, and some of them even got up to leave.After all, those who came looking for a job were degree holders, at the very least. Who in their right mind would want to work for a janitor?Allegra stood on the podium and yelled, “Wait, don’t leave! I’m sure that I can manage this company well. Listen to me first!”Nobody wanted to lis

Serena then glanced at Isaac and asked, “Isaac, do you know what day is the day after tomorrow?”“The day after tomorrow? What’s going on?”“Oh, my god. Did you forget your brain in jail? It’s your seventh wedding anniversary, idiot. I can’t believe you forgot it and needed an outsider like me to remind you.”Isaac was stunned. A lot of things ran through his mind. How could he forget? His anniversary was on August 22.“Before you came back, Ally would cry in her room all day on her wedding anniversary. I’d always have to comfort her every year. That’s why I remember the date so clearly. Now that you’re back, even if she doesn’t believe it, I think you should do something for her,” Serena said seriously.“You’re right. What should I get? She already has a new car. Should I gift her a new house?” Isaac scratched his head. He didn’t know what would be an appropriate gift.Serena rolled her eyes and said, “You’re so materialistic. Don’t you remember what you promised her when you were sti

“Mr. Mandela, when did you arrive? You should have given me a call!”“Mr. Zane, I wanted to make a dinner reservation for The Lily Pad the day after tomorrow with my lovely partner here, but unfortunately, there’s a rat in the way. What should I do?”The manager, Mr. Zane, looked at Emily with a pleased face, and then glanced at Isaac.“I was the one who wanted to book the reservation first. Do you not have a first-come-first-serve policy in place here?” Isaac asked coldly.Seeing that Isaac was very firm in his stance, a difficult smile came over Mr. Zane’s face. “Sir, please hold on for a bit.”Mr. Zane immediately went behind the counter and asked the employees, “Who is this gentleman’s referral? What’s his background like?”“His referral is Mr. Marsh, the chief secretary. We haven’t looked up his background yet, but according to Mr. Mandela, it seems like he just got out of jail, something about being a murderer…” After learning some basic information, Mr. Zane concluded. He walke