After Conal said that a big shot wanted to see him, Adonis quickly arranged his work and came over. But after seeing this big shot, he was a bit surprised because he didn't expect him to be such a young man.He looked to be about thirty years old."Sit down! And you can call this gentleman is 'Mr. Wang'." Conal introduced Jonathan without explaining his identity."Hello, Mr. Wang." Jonathan nodded.Adonis had arrived, so Conal immediately called the staff to bring the food up."I wonder if Mr. Wang has anything to discuss with me?" Adonis felt a bit uneasy.Someone who can make Conal act with such a respectful attitude must have a not-so-simple background. Perhaps "Mr. Wang' is the master of some large clan.The problem is that 'Mr. Wang' only mentioned wanting to meet him, so he needed to understand more."Louisa is the younger sister who grew up with me." Jonathan said straight.Not only Adonis but Conal was also surprised. Is Louisa is Jonathan's sister? Since when did she have this
At this moment, Louisa was intentionally dressed in a glamorous outfit and standing outside the glass doors, feeling a bit anxious.But many employees had already seen Louisa - a highly regarded talent by the company, whom Bellamy had fired.As the company hall was small, Louisa could hear the murmurs of the employees. She had the intention of turning her head and leaving.But thinking of Jonathan's advice to come here, Louisa gritted her teeth and firmly walked into the office lobby.Unfortunately, at this very moment, Bellamy and a plump woman named Veronica walked in."Oh, Louisa, it looks like you've thought it through. You can only be happy if you agree to my conditions!" Bellamy said as he saw Louisa appear. He thought she couldn't bear to give up her position in the planning department and accepted his offer. This was great news.Even his sister Veronica knew about Louisa's abilities. She even scolded Bellamy after he fired Louisa and forced him to invite Louisa back to the com
"Do you know if my last name is Jake or not?" Veronica growled."The Jake family of Archibald Jake, don't worry, I've heard of it before! Even though you're related to the Jake family, do you have any connection to Archibald? But that's not important. I'm just stating the facts. You hold fifty-one percent of the shares of God Dragon advertising company. But the amount of money Adonis has earned that you have squandered over the years probably exceeds this percentage. I am taking back the shares for Adonis, which is not unreasonable!" Jonathan replied calmly and concisely.But the people sitting here were all stirred up inside.Archibald Jake! He was the most influential figure in Slab, no less than Conal.The two sisters, Veronica and her sister, were arrogant because they enjoyed being related to the Jake family, as they belonged to a family branch.But the fact that Jonathan, whom Adonis had invited, mentioned Archibald indifferently was unsettling.Veronica began to worry, her eyes
"I, I..." Seeing Jonathan had redeemed her, Louisa felt like she was dreaming.Previous scenes appeared in her mind, and she felt the scene before her could only happen in a dream. But now the boss was inviting her to be the company's CEO! She could earn a million dollars a year with this position, right?!After being stunned, Louisa felt restless.But she wasn't blinded by this position and looked at Jonathan.Her lost reputation at the God Dragon advertising company can be recovered thanks to Jonathan, so whether she became CEO depended on Jonathan's decision."No need. I have another arrangement for her."Adonis felt very sorry that 'Mr. Wang' had refused his offer without hesitation.Adonis intended for Louisa to become CEO as a token of gratitude, and also had some ulterior motives. With Louisa in his company, he would always have a connection to Jonathan. The business world is highly volatile, and anything can happen. If the God Dragon advertising company had such a strong prote
"Can I explain the surgical process that Uncle Taylor needs? First, we need to take a CT scan and then buy artificial bone based on the CT images. That's the first step! Next, we need to perform the surgery. The surgeon will dissect Uncle Taylor's spinal column, remove the necrotic bones, and replace them with artificial bones. This doesn't need to be explained, right? But the biggest problem is anesthesia! With Uncle Taylor's condition, we must perform spinal column surgery and remove the necrotic bones. Normal people can't endure this kind of pain, even with anesthesia. I think it will be excruciating! Of course, in medicine, a type of shock anesthesia can solve this problem, but it significantly impacts the nervous system. Now we can't see anything, but when Uncle Taylor is sixty to sixty-five, he is likely to develop age-related cognitive decline!"Jonathan talked non-stop, making Louisa and Anatole wide-eyed and can't be open-mouthed. It turns out that Jonathan knows so much.If
"Sneeze!" On the trading street of Slab, Milcah suddenly sneezed, wondering who was mentioning her. At that moment, a middle-aged, obese man was walking with her. He wore a flashy shirt inside his vest, holding a cigar, with yellow teeth. "Let's go into this shop." This man was Jethro Miller, and he was looking at a jewelry store called Lady-Q. "Jethro, is this shop too expensive?" An old lady walking behind Jethro knew the shop's price and began to ramble: "Jethro, whether you buy a bracelet or a ring, it's just a formality! It doesn't matter where you buy it!" Milcah didn't say anything. To her, buying anything wasn't important. "If it's expensive, it's okay. Our family isn't short of money! Let's go, mom! I've seen you wear that bracelet for so many years. Later, I'll buy you a pair of jade bracelets!" The old lady talking to Jethro was named Xenia. She laughed uncontrollably and didn't criticize the price anymore: "Okay, follow your mean, our family isn't short of money!"
"Mr. Jethro, how could I dare to deceive you? This bracelet won't appear in our store because not long ago, CEO Lee told us to prepare a valuable item that he may need." Vivian reluctantly nodded. "Is Mr. Lee planning to take it?" Jethro became furious. "Well." Vivian nodded again. "If it's for Mr. Lee, why bother showing it to me!" Jethro was angry. Vivian didn't expect it to be broken like this! "CEO Lee didn't say when he needed it or specify what it was. I saw your mother wanted an expensive item, thinking that if she liked it, I would prepare something else for Mr. Lee, but I didn't expect..." Vivian admitted, wanting a more significant commission. This item was worth millions of dollars, and she was unlikely to sell it in a year. But selling one item would be better than half a year's salary! Jethro was stunned by the price. Eight million USD! He lost a lot of money! Jethro glared at Xenia as if to say: "Why didn't you pay attention?" He wouldn't have looked at it for
Then, Conal looked in another direction and took a bank card from his wallet, saying: “I’ll pay for that broken bracelet.” “Director Lee, I...” Vivian seemed hesitant, still worried that Conal would be upset. “Quickly put your hand up, and I’ll pay for the bracelet. Also, order another precious piece of jewelry for me. It must be more luxurious than this bracelet. I’ll pick it up tomorrow. If anything else happens, I think this management position should be replaced.” Despite Conal being quite harsh, that was already very merciful. Vivian quickly thanked him and took the card. Suddenly, Conal asked: “Earlier, why did the bracelet break?” “This matter...” Vivian didn’t dare to hide anything, quickly recounting the whole incident. After learning the truth, Conal narrowed his eyes and said softly: “Extract the exclusive video footage of the incident for me. I’ll take it with me.” ... In a tea shop. Jonathan sat in front of a laptop, the screen replaying the scene of Milcah bein
At the Moonlight company's neighboring cafe. Jonathan and Juliette sat secluded in a dim corner. Juliette, shedding her pretense, took a sip of coffee before saying: "I've arranged to dine with Feagan tonight. What's our next move?" "How do you find Feagan?" Jonathan inquired earnestly. "Handsome, even more than you. And oozing charisma! If I were Adela, I'd choose him and kick you to the curb." Juliette quipped. Jonathan: "..." "Heh, just teasing!" Seeing Jonathan's knitted brows, Juliette laughed: "But seriously, Feagan seems like another wolf in sheep's clothing. He's no match for you! I entered his office and he stared at me for minutes. I've seen that type of gaze in Crystal Cove all too often. He's not a catch." "You've got the right hunch. Feagan is no pillar to lean on. If your old friend is by his side, she's bound to regret it." Hearing this, Jonathan hesitated: "Tonight, carry a mini-camera. Entice him to reveal his true colors. If you succeed, make a swift exit."
Katherine swiftly dismissed with a flick of her hand, her face etched with profound disagreement. "How can you suggest such a thing? If in the next two years you don't marry her and by some chance you decide to part ways with my dear Juliette, then what?" "If such were to occur, you would've squandered the best years of her youth! Absolutely not! It cannot be so." "Yet, for now, Juliette and I are not in a position to wed." Jonathan feigned discomfort, an aura of unease surrounding him. In a sudden whisper, Katherine interjected: "Even if marriage isn't immediate, there must be some assurance you can provide, mustn't there?" At this, both Andres and Wyatt, father and son, shifted their eager gazes toward Jonathan. Juliette inwardly smirked, thinking to herself, 'Mother is starting her games again.' It was clear the reason her parents were here tonight was solely for this imminent matter. They hadn't raised a daughter, but rather, it seemed, a mere commodity. "What assurance d
Once Tryphena was out of earshot, Juliette burst into giggles: "So Jonathan, that beauty is really your sister-in-law? Are you some kind of beast?" Of course, Juliette was jesting. Initially, she'd assumed the beauty Jonathan had turned down was just a stranger, and his mention of her being his brother's girlfriend was surely playful. But who was she kidding? Being a seasoned veteran in Crystal Cove' entertainment industry, Juliette had encountered countless personalities. Tryphena posed no threat. A few words were all it took to send her packing, all while maintaining her own clandestine identity. "Let's drop it. Since we've met, let's go somewhere." Jonathan said, steering the conversation away from Tryphena. "Agreed." Juliette cheerfully responded. As they strolled through the streets, their charisma was undeniable. The frequency with which heads turned to steal glances was remarkable. "How long are you staying in Elite Summit this time?" Juliette inquired with genuine interes
"It's rare to run into familiar faces in Elite Summit." Tryphena mused, her words a flurry of excitement: "Would you join me for dinner tonight? If you're busy, tomorrow is fine too. Let's exchange numbers and connect on social media first!" Although initially hesitant, Jonathan found himself swayed by the genuine warmth in her eyes: "Tonight it is." With contact details exchanged and plans set, the two bid each other a temporary farewell. That very evening, as the city's lights began to shimmer, Jonathan received an investigation update from Roger. Adela was seeing someone. Moonlight Corp, where she worked in Elite Summit, was primarily managed by her and Deputy CEO Vera. However, recently, a charismatic new CEO named Feagan William, reputedly a returnee from overseas studies and rumored to be the scion of some top executive from M & N, took the helm. Since Feagan's arrival, he seemed relentlessly smitten by Adela. He often accompanied her to business outings and ensured she ret
After a while, Jonathan broke the ice, initiating a topic of discussion. Moonlight, Adela's brainchild, was now the talk of the town. "Our autumn collection has been a great success, both in terms of sales and profits." Adela began: "But to claim the top spot might be premature. Despite the backing of renowned domestic and international fashion houses like Wind & Fire and M & N, we can't be overly confident in becoming the flagbearer of our nation's fashion industry." "We'll truly know our standing after assessing the sales for the next three seasons. Only then can we truly earn national recognition." Truth be told, Adela was not overly concerned about Moonlight's position or its future; her worries had nearly evaporated. But she shared this perspective nonetheless. Jonathan silently rejoiced, noting Adela's growth and maturity. She was no longer the fishmonger he once knew from the market; she had blossomed into a successful businesswoman. In a time not so distant, Adela would,
Tommy shook his head, his words hastening to fill the air between them: "My sister-in-law is doing well; she's thriving in her job. Not too long ago, she even moved to a new house." “But when I visited Curtis last, there was a man at her place.” Tommy, flustered and scrambling for words, replied: "Oh, he must've been just a business partner, discussing some contracts with my sister-in-law. Nothing more.” Jonathan's face darkened in thought. A man? From what he knew about Adela, she would never entertain business at her private residence. Could it be? Had Adela found someone? It was possible. After all, when he had left Elite Summit, she had suggested they take a year apart. This perhaps hinted that their time together might eventually come to an end. Though Jonathan's relationship with Adela had blurred past friendship, their bond, in essence, was only maintained by Curtis. They never really became lovers. So, it was perfectly normal for Adela to have a boyfriend. Yet, the very th
Mammon's lips curled into a gentle smile: "If gratitude is to be given, direct it to Jonathan. While Mr. Moore and I might be acquaintances, our bond isn't as profound. Had it not been for Jonathan's plea, the Moores wouldn’t have found me in their corner." "Yes, indeed!" "Now, Mr. Moore, we must expedite matters. The sooner we seal the agreement, the better." "Let us restart the project and alleviate our shared anxieties." Business attended to, Mammon shared a few parting words before departing in the company of Jonathan. Their venture could truly be described as a fruitful one. Barring unforeseen tribulations, the peril that threatened the Moore family was seemingly defused. Their reputation, however, was something they'd have to mend on their own. Considering their current scenario, evading a declaration of bankruptcy due to piled debts was almost a miracle in itself. To hope for more would be sheer fantasy. All agreements were set in stone. Soon, Mammon would dispatch his
"Come now! Don't be like that! We've been childhood playmates, remember? Regardless of circumstances, our bond persists." Wynstan responded, pouring two glasses of wine with an exaggerated flourish. "This is a vintage from my personal collection. A true delight for the palate. Try it." Given there were just the two of them, the spread wasn't overly grand. Yet, countless esteemed businessmen from Crystal Cove would give an arm and a leg to be part of this dinner. However, to Nora, the invitation felt more burdensome than honorary. A toast always called for full glasses. And business often demanded the libations flow freely. Seeing Nora's thoughtful gaze, Wynstan chuckled: "Finding my wine lacking, are we? I suppose, being the magnate you now are, this might not match your status." Truth be told, the wine wasn't cheap, retailing at over a thousand. Yet to Nora, it was mere triviality. The wine wasn't the issue. Even if Wynstan had offered a commonplace wine worth mere tens, its
Jonathan remained silent, not swayed by Dieter's hollow compliments. For Jonathan knew, of all places, Elite Summit was hardly a theater of illustrious figures. Were it Crystal Cove, perhaps he might've begrudgingly conceded the point. But Elite Summit? What did it offer? Still, empty flattery was better than none; it lent a certain sweetness to the air. "Jonathan, there's a favor I'd like to ask of you." Dieter finally disclosed his intentions. Jonathan wasn't surprised. The Moore family was in a state of disarray, teetering on the brink of bankruptcy. Why else would Dieter squander an evening over dinner with him if not to seek some favor? "Speak, sir." Jonathan invited, his voice tinged with resignation. Though he had stretched himself thin helping the Moores, he couldn't guarantee the extent of the impact he could make. "In recent days, I've tallied up the debts of the Moore Corporation. The sum exceeds 65 billion." Dieter elaborated: "We've acquired raw materials for project