At six o'clock in the morning, I find myself preparing for my meeting at New Leaf Corporation since I received an email saying we have something to discuss. Although is it not something major, we still need to gather and talk about it so it will not become a trouble for us later. And as a responsible shareholder, of course I will attend it.While preparing, I finally give myself some time to check my system again. It's been a while I checked the statuses listed in it since I am too focused with the development of Magnus X. I only have a few minutes to open it so the system can do a run check on our app to make sure it will not fail. And besides, I also noticed that the system is not giving me any tasks lately. It's not like I am complaining about that. It's just become a bit disturbing for me since the system used to be like a non-stop program that keeps showing me things that can also affect the outcome of a certain scenario.While brushing my teeth, I first check my profile status.

Ugh...I can't help but groan while stretching my legs on the sofa. I just arrived in my house after attending that meeting. And right now, I am still thinking about the things that happened and I heard in the meeting earlier.This is really Hansel Renver's fault. If not because of him, I should be having a relaxing afternoon right now. He is really one of the biggest bane of an existence in my life.That smug bastard is always so confident, controlled, and insufferably charming to those too blind to see his rotting attitude behind his mask. Or maybe they already know it but still keeping a blind eye since they need his connection?Do I sound jealous? Well, a little bit. I will not deny that. I know to myself that I also want theckind of charisma that attracts everyone's attention wherever you go.But I am not that jealous to involved myself in any petty competition. I already have my own path in life and I believe that it will lead me to success. Anyway, Hansel Renver is still a bast

Mrs. Stewart who is still composed in her seat is watching our exchange with a quiet but observant expression. Soon, she gives me a knowing look and speaks carefully."If you are thinking how to do that, I can handle the legal proof of your relationship with Mr. Harold." Mrs. Stewart smoothly said while her fingers are lightly tapping against the surface of her desk. "If you decide to accept this proposition, then I can make it sure that everything is airtight."When I did not speak, she smoothly continues."Documents, birth records, even a DNA test if necessary... Name it. I can prepare all of it." she confidently said. "And with that, no one will be able to question the legitimacy of your claim."I close my eyes and exhale slowly. I can feel Mr. Harold's eyes on me too. Once again, I lean back in my chair and starts massaging my temple."I will not deny that it's an interesting proposition." I admitted. "But don't you think it is also a plan that comes with significant risks?"When

I stepped out of the building with an unreadable expression on my face. I make sure that the pace I'm taking is steady as I go and walk towards the parking lot. The chilly air quickly greets me when the sliding door opens and it makes me shiver in cold. While tightening the coat around my body, I turn around to look at the building one more time.Evan is already waiting for me outside. He is playing a game in his phone while resting on a bench near the car. The moment Evan sees me, he quickly stops playing with his phone and approaches me."Hi, Sir Chandler!" Evan greeted me. "Did something happened inside?"I merely shrugs my shoulder as a reply before I walk towards the car."It's nothing." I said. "Don't worry. I'll you later.""O-Oh. Okay, Sir Chandler."Then he quickly opens the car door so I can go inside of it. While Evan is starting the engine, I look through the window again and stares at the building for the last time. I cannot see if someone is looking at me since the windo

The atmosphere in the restaurant suddenly shifts the moment Danica Zedd, my former mother-in-law lays her eyes on me.The air of superiority around her is radiating a lot and it is almost suffocating. She is standing tall in front of us to show-off the clothes she is wearing. Danica is wearing an expensive designer dress and the pearl jewelry around her neck is practically screaming wealth. The moment she recognizes me, Danica's lips curls in an expression that shows pure disdain and disgust. She keeps looking at me as if just the sight of me has ruined her appetite already."Well, well, well..." Danica drawls in a voice that is loud enough to draw attention from nearby tables. Look at that. I can't believe my eyes. Is that really you, Chandler?" I calmly look at her but did not said anything. Seeing this, Danica clicks her tongue and shakes her head. Then she soon feign disappointment on her face. "My gosh... A poor man like you in a place like this? Did you trick the staff into le