Back at Marcus Xu, he left the Magic Entertainment headquarters, feeling a sense of satisfaction after successfully causing chaos for Pablo, Resyter, and the club. He had a busy day ahead, but first, he needed to head back to Margarette’s penthouse.Opting for public transportation, he walked to the nearest bus stop, ready for the commute. As the bus rolled through the bustling city streets, Marcus stared out the window, lost in thought. His mind replayed the day's events and the plans he had set in motion.Suddenly, his attention was drawn to a sight that made him sit up straighter. Two small children were wandering around the sidewalk by themselves. Recognizing the children immediately, Marcus's eyes widened in surprise. It was Jesse Harp-William’s children, Rose and Leilani. They were only four and six years old, far too young to be wandering the busy streets alone.Concerned, he quickly pressed the button to signal the bus to stop. As soon as the doors opened, he dashed out and he

Inside CEO Joe’s car, Marcus sat silently in the backseat, contemplating the sin he had committed, almost ruining a family.Meanwhile, CEO Joe remained silent, driving through the city without saying a word. He had many questions but kept them to himself, assuming this incident was related to the succession war happening in the William family.“You’re not going to scold me?” Marcus asked after a long silence.“Scold you? Why would I? Everything is just a misunderstanding, right?”“Yes, it is,” he nodded. “I’m sorry for bringing so much trouble.”“Oh, no need to apologize. It’s our job anyway,” CEO Joe awkwardly responded, unused to seeing Marcus so down. “You should get a good rest. You have to be on set tomorrow at 3.”“Ah, that’s right. I should focus on my career. The series will premiere soon,” Marcus said, thinking about his series that would air its first episode despite ongoing filming.The producers decided to air it while Marcus's popularity was high. It was risky, but the pr

Marcus checked the contents of the envelope and discovered a complete package for entry into the Hollywood industry. There was a plane ticket, a referral letter from a renowned agent, a recommendation for a top-tier acting school, and the deed to a house in Los Angeles.“What a golden ticket,” he muttered under his breath.Every actor, from aspiring novices to seasoned professionals, dreams of breaking into Hollywood. It was the ultimate destination for those seeking fame and success in the entertainment world.“This is quite the package,” Marcus said, trying to keep his voice steady. His hands trembled slightly as he sifted through the documents.The opportunities laid out before him were beyond anything he had ever imagined. Hollywood wasn't just a dream; it was a lifelong aspiration, a pinnacle that only a fortunate few could ever hope to reach.The offer Jeyster presented was incredibly tempting. He could just drop his job as the son-in-law’s double, but the intention behind the o

In the hospital owned by William Group, where the William family entrusted their health, Philip Cheng hurriedly walked into the elevator after Marcus kicked him out of Margarette’s hospital room. His expression was dark, and the wrinkles on his forehead deepened as he waited for the elevator to reach the highest floor.“Do you have an appointment, sir?” the receptionist asked as soon as he reached the director’s office.“Do I need an appointment?” he responded curtly, his irritation growing when the receptionist failed to recognize him.“Yes, sir. You do need an appointment to meet the director,” the receptionist said politely.“Are you kidding me right now?” he said, slamming his hand on the counter.“What’s going on?” a much older receptionist approached after hearing the commotion and immediately stiffened upon seeing Philip. “Oh gosh, sir Philip Cheng, please come in. The director is inside,” she said, side-eyeing the younger receptionist, who immediately paled upon recognizing Ph

Fermina entered her daughter's room with a contorted expression, irritated after encountering Marcus on her way.“Why is he here?” she demanded, her expression worsening as soon as she recognized the logo on the lab coat of the doctor examining her daughter.“Good afternoon, Madam Fermina,” Philip said, hurrying towards her, surprised by her sudden visit.“Hey! Don't touch her!” Fermina yelled protectively, ignoring Philip. “Call security!”“Please calm down, madam. I called him,” he clarified.“You called him? You called someone from Pilmon Medical? Isn't William Group far superior?” she retorted incredulously.“We had no choice, madam. The director said there’s nothing he can do, so Sir Gregory decided to try Pilmon,” he explained, using Gregory’s name despite making the decision himself.“Saica said that?”“Yes.”“How worse her condition is? Her memories won’t come back?” she said, hurrying to stand beside her sleeping daughter.“Director Saica couldn't tell but of course, we still