With a stern voice, the CEO inquired, “Hope everything is going well with the cooperation with the woman. You shouldn't upset her, okay?" The client's face drained of color as he listened to the CEO's blistering reprimand, his heart sinking with each word. "I-I understand, sir," he stammered, his voice trembling with fear.The CEO's voice crackled with authority through the phone, his tone unwavering as he issued his orders. "You will cease all harassment of Camella immediately," he commanded, his words leaving no room for argument. “You should finalize the cooperation with her. I hope you've not done anything absurd?”The client was speechless as he recalled harassing Camella. Sensing the client's hesitation, the CEO's tone turned steely. "And I expect you to rectify every wrong you've committed," he continued, his voice brooking no dissent. "Failure to do so will result in severe consequences for your position within the company."The client swallowed hard, the weight of the CEO's

As Camella made her way through the bustling corridors of the company, the whispers of her success followed her like a shadow. The news of her sealing the massive deal spread through the office like wildfire, igniting flames of jealousy among her peers.As she headed to her next meeting, Camella couldn't help but overhear the hushed conversation of two colleagues, a male and a female, who were standing just around the corner."I heard Camella closed that big deal with the client today," the male colleague whispered to the female, a tinge of envy evident in his voice."Yeah, I can't believe it. How did she manage to pull it off?" the female colleague responded, her tone tinged with skepticism."I don't know, but it's definitely raising eyebrows around here," the male colleague replied, his voice filled with intrigue.Camella paused for a moment, feeling a pang of discomfort at the thought of being the subject of their gossip. However, she brushed it off and continued on her way, determ

Camella shot Gabriel an icy glare as he approached, her displeasure evident in her tense demeanor. "What are you doing here?" she demanded, her voice laced with thinly veiled frustration.Gabriel shifted uncomfortably under her gaze, his expression sheepish as he struggled to come up with a plausible explanation. "I... uh... I'm here to... uh... recover my unpaid salary from the head of the security department," he stammered, his lie falling flat in the face of Camella's incredulity.Camella's eyes narrowed at his feeble excuse, her patience wearing thin. "That's disappointing," she snapped, her tone laced with disappointment. "You should just forget about it."As Gabriel recoiled at her harsh words, Camella couldn't help but feel a pang of regret at the way their conversation had unfolded. Deep down, she knew that their relationship was strained enough without adding further tension to the mix.His facade of reluctance faltered under Camella's gentle reassurance, his expression softe

The General Manager, keenly observing the reactions of most people and sensing the unease in the room, sought to alleviate any discomfort. "Please, everyone," he began, "understand that Mr. Wells values his privacy and prefers not to engage in direct interactions. Hence, the mask."Mark, seizing the opportunity to impress the new shareholder, quickly jumped in. "Absolutely," he affirmed, his tone authoritative. "Let's all respect Mr. Wells' preferences and focus on the agenda."Addressing Gabriel directly, albeit unknowingly, Mark continued, "Mr. Wells, we want you to feel at ease here. If there's anything we can do to accommodate your needs, please don't hesitate to let us know." Gabriel, hidden behind his disguise, simply nodded in acknowledgment, observing the dynamics of the room with keen interest. Despite Mark's attempts to curry favor, Gabriel remained guarded, wary of revealing his true identity just yet.As the General Manager respectfully invited Mr. Wells to address the ro

Gabriel arrived at Baigh company with Jessie in tow, both of them wearing bright smiles. "Hey, Camella," he greeted Camella as they met in her office."Hi, Mom!" Jessie exclaimed, practically bouncing with excitement. "Look at all the cool clothes Dad got me!"Camella couldn't help but smile at her daughter's enthusiasm, but she also couldn't ignore the pang of concern in her chest. "They're very nice, sweetheart," she said, examining the clothes. Leaning into Gabriel, she spoke softly, her voice tinged with concern. "Gabriel, you need to be careful not to spoil her with knock-offs," she murmured, her eyes flicking towards Jessie. "We don't want her to become too focused on material things."Gabriel, not one to dwell on small details, simply nodded in agreement, his expression thoughtful as he absorbed Camella's advice. "You're right, Camella. I'll make sure to remember that next time," he promised, his voice steady and reassuring.Jessie's excitement remained palpable as she nodded e