In the heart of the grand Edward estate, Calliope took each step with deliberation, approaching Ethan with grace and intensity. With a pronounced clink, she flung a necklace onto the table before him, the glint of the silver chain catching the dim candlelight.Every word dripped with icy resolve: "If the appraiser arrives and exposes your deceit before everyone, you will lose all face!""Do not presume that my position prevents me from giving you one last chance." she said, her eyes cold."On one knee, pour tea for the three of us, apologize sincerely, and perhaps I, Calliope, may overlook this slight.""And if not?"She was cut off by Ethan, who swiftly rose from his chair, standing tall at 1.88 meters, towering a head above Calliope, instantly diminishing her commanding presence."What will you do then?" he asked, his voice dripping with disdain.His sudden assertiveness left Calliope momentarily stunned, her words caught in her throat."Enough!" Interrupted Londyn, unable to sit qu
From the moment Toshan Bailey was imprisoned, the realm of New Hanbok was riddled with a tapestry of intricate events both grand and minute. Whispers and hushed plans were in the making among the prominent families. Most notably, the illustrious houses of Bailey and Byner found themselves intertwined in these whispered tales. Alas, both houses mourned the loss of their sons, taken from them in the span of a single, fateful night. On this sun-drenched afternoon, a clandestine meeting led by the Byner lineage was orchestrated with a clear target - the house of Edwards, or to put it more pointedly, young Ethan himself. The Byner patriarch, the father of Edsel Steve, finally put down the phone after only a brief conversation. Philip Bailey, standing tall in front of him, could no longer mask his impatience, his voice dripping with disdain: "This lowborn scoundrel, my family, the Baileys, can dispose of him in the blink of an eye! You summoned me here today for this trifling matter?"
She had previously heard from Londyn and Basil, complaints that even though they shared a room, this man seldom cast a glance in Londyn’s direction. That revelation had stunned her immensely. After all, Londyn was the famously beautiful CEO of New Hanbok. Merely her presence on the streets guaranteed an almost 99.98% chance of turning heads! Today, Scarlet couldn't believe it! While she did admit that her beauty couldn't rival that of Londyn, she was nonetheless the campus hot girl, endowed with an exquisite physique! In a murmur to herself, she vowed that the man would be defeated the moment he dared to sneak a glance at her collar. Ha ha~ Once inside Londyn's Maserati, as soon as Scarlet announced the destination, the car soared like an arrow. Throughout the drive, the car’s speed was exhilaratingly high. Scarlet felt increasingly tense, but she never missed an opportunity to stealthily observe the man beside her. Yet, from beginning to end, he simply drove with an icy deta
At this, Scarlet took a sharp intake of breath. She thought that Ethan was indeed fearless, but now he was doomed. Although he was her bodyguard for the day, he was still the husband of her close friend. How could she allow him to brawl like this? If something untoward happened to him, how would she explain it to Londyn? So she hurriedly grabbed Ethan's arm and screamed: "We need to run now!" Victoria also frowned, readying herself for a swift departure. Ethan cast a fleeting smile and remarked: "Are you certain you must flee?" No sooner had he spoken than Scarlet felt a sudden void in her grasp. Turning around, she was taken aback to realize that Ethan had already maneuvered his way amidst the crowd. In but a brief moment, he had subdued them all! Victoria and Scarlet stood, utterly astounded, their eyes wide and jaws agape. "Whoever hired him as a bodyguard knew what they were doing... He fights so skillfully…" Victoria stammered. Scarlet, too consumed with shock to respo
“In summary, negotiate all you want about compensation or anything else. I can pay or show respect, but absolutely don't lay a finger on the ones in the truck!” “Understood?” Recognition dawned on Victoria; this was Mr. Thompson's private car. Who was Mr. Thompson? He was the undisputed king of New Hanbok, able to shake its very foundations with a mere stomp! Yet Ethan's demeanor remained relaxed, his reply absent as he chuckled. Quickly, the occupants of the pickup entered the club. Few in number, perhaps five or six, but each of them was robust, carrying themselves with an undeniable aura of fierce authority. Compared to the muscular guards they dwarfed in stature and presence. At a glance, Ethan recognized the leader, the very man who had delivered a package to the Edwards' residence earlier. Obviously, his true identity wasn't that of a mere delivery man. Seeing the newcomers, Sis Verity straightened, regaining her composure as she warmly greeted: "Mr. Matthew.” The man
Despite the hurdles, matters eventually concluded. Mr. Matthew's men had beaten Andrew and sis Verity to an inch of their lives and usurped sis Verity's club management rights. Andrew was discarded in a narrow alleyway, managing with great difficulty to phone the Bailey family's head, Philip. Sis Verity was one of his few lifelines, given that he worked for the Bailey family. Naturally, after such a setback, he had to report to them. He held onto the hope that the Bailey family might intervene on his behalf. He relayed the entire series of events to Philip as soon as the call connected. However, much to his dismay, Philip's furious rebuke came swift and merciless! "Who told you to mess with Ethan now?" "From this point on, you have nothing to do with our Bailey family. Get lost!" Infuriated, Philip abruptly hangs up the phone and blocks the number. Just yesterday, he had been in negotiations with the Han and Jones families, agreeing to not lay a finger on Ethan until they had
As his son claimed he was being bullied, the man hurriedly marched over. After hearing his son's story, he scanned London and sneered: "Little one, who's filling your head with nonsense?" "This smart spider is the newest thing, nothing in the world is better." "You kids have been fooled!" With the ringleader's father backing him, the other kids quickly shifted their allegiance back to the ringleader. Facing an adult, London felt simultaneously intimidated and afraid. Her eyes glistening with tears, she stammered: "I wasn't lying...!" In this very moment, Ethan approached, inquiring: "London, what's the matter? What happened?" "Father!" Upon seeing Ethan, London, as if finding sanctuary in a storm, quickly ran towards him. At that point, a teacher approached, admonishing: "Why are you two still arguing?" The teacher, trying to suppress a smile upon seeing the two parents, half-jokingly commented: "These children are adamant that their toys are superior. Now that the parents ar
"Indeed, these New Single families never seem content." "Excluding the Edwards and Baileys, none seem inclined to kneel and beg for forgiveness. They're probably scheming something foolish." Ethan smirked: "Half of the month-long deadline has passed. The Bailey's fortunes have dwindled significantly." Hearing this, a pang of realization struck Samuel. Yes, the Bailey family's future no longer shined bright. After hanging up the phone, Ethan checked his watch. It was past the usual time she would leave work. Of course, she's been let go. Why would she have a work schedule anymore? He wondered where she might be when, at that moment, his phone buzzed. Picking it up, he found a message from Londyn: "Pick up London from home. No need to wait for me after work; I need some solitude." The simplicity of her message laid bare her loneliness. After collecting London, Ethan noticed Basil's spirits were deflated. After all, today was the day his entire Edwards family had been exiled. Th