***Because I mistakenly posted the same two chapters 139. So I'll revise it to chapters 139 (1) and 139 (2). It's in chapters 138 and 139, so won't affect the progress of the story. I'll post longer chapters 140 and 141 to apologize. Sincere apologies, and hope you will continue to support my book.---After dealing with Jethro, Jonathan considered that he had gotten rid of anger about Milcah's the incident at Lady-Q's jewelry store.The main play would take place tomorrow.Jonathan paced along Slab street before calling Milcah on his phone."Jonathan?""Where are you?" Jonathan asked."I'm at home waiting for my wedding day." Milcah replied.Jonathan nodded slightly and said: "I already knew what happened to you at Lady-Q's jewelry store, and I have taken care of Jethro, so consider it revenge for you.""..."Milcah was stunned for a moment before expressing concern: "Jonathan, why did you meet him? Do you know what kind of person Jethro is?"Jethro was a thug who only did dirty de
"Chairman Roger attending my wedding is truly an immense honor! I am truly blessed..." Jethro raises his hands to shake hands.However, Roger coldly glances at him, leaving Jethro stunned."Miss Milcah, it's just a small token of appreciation, nothing much." Roger ignores Jethro, treating him as invisible. Roger walks up to Milcah and hands her the prepared gift.The gift is inside a box. No one knows what's inside. But it's not cheap when someone of Roger's status gives a gift."Is it for me? Me?" Milcah stammers, not daring to believe it."Yes, this is a gift that this lowly person dedicates to you, hoping you will accept it." Only in front of Milcah does Roger smile warmly."Thank Chairman Roger quickly!" Jethro scolds loudly, but Roger reprimands him, making him frightened again.At this moment, Conal rushes over and presents his prepared gift.Since Milcah had already received a gift from Roger, she must also receive Conal's gift.Derek's eyes light up like car headlights. No mat
“Day after tomorrow, I plan to attend my school’s charity party, then we can leave for San Francisco.” Jonathan said calmly as he lit a cigarette.“Everyone will follow your arrangements.” Roger naturally had no objections.Jonathan continued: “Right, use the name of Rise & Shine real estate to donate ten million dollars to Slab’s S-II school. Also, put my name in, and I want to be a representative!”He had agreed with Kieran to attend the party, so he couldn’t let his teacher lose face.“This is simple. I will do it right away.” Roger replied hesitantly.“Okay.”Jonathan didn’t pay much attention, and he knew that his assigned tasks were small and Roger would handle them satisfactorily. What he was apprehensive about was something else.Suddenly, Jonathan looked up and asked with a smile: “Roger, how do you think I should handle the matter at my house?”Roger didn’t expect his employer to ask him that question. But since Jonathan asked, he must answer.This time, when he came to Slab
S-II school is currently on holiday.But today, the school gate is wide open.A long banner is in front of the gate: ‘S-II Slab School Fundraising Party.’“What kind of fundraising party is this school having? Are they so full from eating that they have nothing to do?”“Well, you know, this place is also contributing, that place is also contributing, so now which school doesn’t feel ashamed?”“I heard that the buildings and facilities of S-II school need to be renovated, and the management is planning to use funds from external donations for the construction, as the current construction quality is not good enough.”“If that’s the case, it’s a good thing. I think the teachers at S-II school are the most highly qualified, but the facilities are still not as good as those in elementary schools! They should have been renovated long ago.”Passersby were discussing and sharing their opinions.At this moment, in the principal’s office.The 40-year-old principal, Mr. Joe, warmly welcomed a yo
Below the stage, there were many former students attending tonight’s dinner party. When they heard the name Jonathan, many were surprised.“Isn’t him?” Jessica was also sitting below, and with so many people tonight, she searched everywhere but couldn’t find Jonathan, so she thought he didn’t show up.Unexpectedly, when it was about to end, they heard his name again. The CEO of the real estate company Rise & Shine? Wow! Or is it a coincidence with the same name?“Jessica, what are you surprised about? Don’t tell me you think it’s the Jonathan from our class." a girl sitting next to Jessica teased.In the past, this girl, Jessica, and Jonathan all studied in the same class, but she didn’t think it was Jonathan from their course. Probably just a coincidence with the same name.A criminal rapist and a CEO of a company worth tens of billions of USD like Rise & Shine, could they be the same person? Of course not!But Jessica seemed determined and said: "It’s him, for sure.”It’s not that s
Darius never expected the CEO of a large real estate company in the city to be so dismissive of their radio station. He spoke fiercely: "Chairman Roger, be careful with your words! If you dare to offend our radio station, I guarantee that within a month, no, within two weeks, we can ruin the reputation of Rise & Shine real estate, leaving you with nothing but bankruptcy!"Darius couldn't keep his composure while spouting these words.The radio station could tarnish the reputation of Rise & Shine real estate. Still, a company with tens of billions in market value could stay strong. Therefore, bankruptcy is impossible.Roger intentionally asked: "So, what do you think I should do to make you happy?"Darius thought Roger was afraid and replied: "Firstly, give me five million USD in compensation. Secondly, I want Jonathan to leave Rise & Shine real estate and not have any relationship with it anymore. I know he has shares, but those shares cannot be brought along. As for how Chairman Roge
Half an hour later, Jonathan arrived at a barbecue restaurant that looked very nice. Spinel hurriedly stood up to greet him, stepping faster than Bellamy and pulling out a chair for Jonathan.Bellamy saying: "Originally, I wanted to invite you to have a hotpot. The hotpot at Slab is no worse than anywhere else. But we went to several places to check, and their food was not fresh, so we chose this restaurant. Don't dislike it!""Sit down. You and my husband are friends, don't hesitate!" Spinel said.Looking at his wife's considerate attitude, Bellamy's face showed a helpless expression. To be honest, he couldn't bear flattery."You sit down too." Jonathan smiled lightly and sat down.Honestly, Bellamy's wife's fawning attitude made him uncomfortable. Of course, he saw through the reason for her flattery."So, Jonathan, order something!" At this point, Spinel handed the menu to Jonathan in a highly cheerful manner."Just let Bellamy order. Anything is fine for me." Jonathan tactfully de
Jonathan helped Jessica walk along the sidewalk, preparing to hail a taxi, when Jessica suddenly said gently: "Let's walk.""Are you sure you're okay?" Jonathan crouched down to look at Jessica."I'm fine, and I can still walk! If we don't take advantage of the chance to walk around tonight, we might not have another opportunity in the future, right... Mr. Wang?" Jessica slurred her words."Alright."Jonathan didn't refuse, and the two walked side by side on the street, but the distance between them was less than a meter because Jonathan was afraid Jessica would stumble and he wouldn't catch her in time.It was already past half midnight.The street was deserted, with no one in sight.The night wind blowing was chilly."What day is it today?""January 10th, still twenty days until the new year.""Time flies."Jessica suddenly exclaimed and looked at Jonathan with clear eyes like a stream, then smiled: "I feel fortunate to have met you again this year, and you're an extraordinary versi
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