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
"Why the rush? The two of you should hurry up and get married, then have a cute grandchild for your mother to hold. That would be a good thing! You two are not young anymore, so don't delay any further. Am I right?"Sigrid continued to push, realizing that Derek was having second thoughts and might back out of the engagement.So, she turned to Phoebe, who was in the kitchen, looking confused. Now that Jonathan had gained fame, the family's affairs had become a certainty.To be honest, Sigrid had started to scrutinize Tryphena, her potential daughter-in-law. But Sigrid had hit the nail on the head with Phoebe - she really did want to hold a grandchild.If Derek and Tryphena's engagement did not work out, who knows when her son would find another partner? Would Sigrid have to wait even longer to hold her grandchild?"This matter is for Derek to decide, and I don't want to interfere," Phoebe said, not knowing what to do and pushing it all onto Derek.Sigrid then asked Jonathan, "Jonathan
"Please don't be stingy! What can five million USD do? You gave Milcah a necklace worth over thirty million USD, so acting like this shows neither favor nor disrespect." Derek expressed his extreme dissatisfaction.Jonathan responded coldly: "You need to have some courage and vision. Five million USD is enough to change your life, so why are you underestimating it? Milcah received that necklace because she truly sees me as her brother. Derek, have you ever behave me as your brother?"Jonathan already believed that giving Derek five million USD was overly generous, and he wouldn't have given him even a penny based on their behaviors and personalities.Talking about it only added to his frustration.Jonathan knew that giving Derek money could cause family drama and conflicts, as human greed has no limits.But he didn't fear Derek and Phoebe turning their backs on him."Jonathan, that's too much. Have you ever seen Derek not consider you as his brother? When you came back today, who ran
“Don’t worry, I will make this five million USD grow, as I will invest it in Bitcoin." said the child confidently.Indeed, Bitcoin has been booming this year.Previously, Derek could only feel envious to the point of having red eyes when hearing others bragging about their fortunes.But now, his luck has changed!“What coin?” Phoebe didn’t quite understand these things.“Bitcoin! Anyway, even if I explained it to you, you wouldn’t get it. Just wait and see. One day, your son will become so rich that Jonathan will look at me with different eyes! By the way, I need as much cash as possible now. Please give me the 1.2 million from selling the jade pendant!”When he didn’t have money, Derek could only dream of having a house and a car and marrying Tryphena to be satisfied.But now that he had money, his ambitions grew even more extensive.“Can I trust you with this 1.2 million?” Phoebe hesitated.“Don’t worry, Mom. If you don’t trust others, that’s fine, but can’t you trust your son? This
Time flew by so quickly, and before they knew it, the afternoon had arrived.Jonathan took Adela and Curtis shopping for various ingredients before returning to the villa to cook dinner himself.By now, Milcah had arrived at the house.She became close with Curtis in no time, and they played happily.The two girls and the little one left Jonathan to handle the kitchen duties.“Do you need my help?”Adela, leaning on her crutches, made her way to the kitchen door.Jonathan glanced at her bandaged leg: “You don’t need to help.”“I’m using crutches for rehabilitation. Otherwise, I can still walk without them. I may be unable to help with other tasks, but running errands for you shouldn’t be a problem!”“Alright, just go sit down!”“No, I won’t sit. I’ve been sitting for too long, and I’m tired. Oh, what’s the story with your sister?” Adela asked curiously.Jonathan replied: “She’s my biological sister, and she’ll live at the villa in the future. As for Curtis, I plan to entrust her care
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