Jonathan thought Phoebe would understand his feelings after he said so, but to his surprise, she cried: "I don't care! Derek's life will be buried in this tiny Slab if this opportunity slips away. He wouldn't even have the money to get married." "If you still regard me as your mother, give me that gem pendant! In the future, Derek will always remember his older brother. He will never do anything to harm you." Seeing Phoebe's brave act, Jonathan could only shake his head in amusement. What kind of twisted logic was his foster mother following? She spoke as if it was the most natural thing in the world for Jonathan to cede his position to Derek. It was as though Jonathan's status shone brighter than Derek's, so he was obliged to make way for him. "Mother, there are matters I may agree on with you, but not this one! Even if you threaten to sever ties with me, I refuse." Jonathan's voice was icy. Regarding the debt of nurture, the person who brought Jonathan to the Tu family all tho
“I have no desire to join the military nor to venture to the North." Jonathan replied solemnly. Fane was slightly taken aback, as he did not expect Jonathan's refusal. How could the position of Commander-in-Chief of the Northern Military Zone not be appealing? “Jonathan, this isn't a matter you can simply opt out of! Sooner or later, the Wang family will discover that Derek is a fraud, and when they do, they will come looking for you. The fact that Nathan Wang's son is still alive is a ticking time bomb for their family! Even if they don't kill you, they'll play you like puppets." "The Northern Military Zone is the only place to protect you in our country." After saying goodbye to Fane, Jonathan returned to Phoebe's house. Whether he would go to the Northern Military Zone remained a matter of disagreement between the two. Truthfully, even though Jonathan appeared calm on the surface, he was in a state of turmoil internally. Suddenly aware of his heritage and learning that his b
"Hello... hello, sir, I am Zahal!" "Hello, I'm Jonathan. Please have a seat!" After Zahal sat down, Adela spoke: "Mr. Zahal, why are you here?" "I had an appointment with you this morning, but you said you were busy taking Curtis to the amusement park. So, after finishing my work, I came here to find you, not expecting Curtis' father to be here either. I hope I'm not intruding?" Zahal spoke amicably, yet his words seemed to create misunderstanding intentionally. If he said sweet nothings before someone else's husband, the couple would inevitably fight once they got home. "Young Wang, Adela, and I are very close. You don't mind, do you?" Zahal then deliberately provoked Jonathan. His face is impassive. Jonathan replied: "No, I hear you run a chain of stores. Is it a large-scale business?" "About a hundred stores across Los Angeles, total assets probably around two billion." Zahal proudly replied. Jonathan clicked his tongue and said: "Quite average! Now that you have a foundati
"Jonathan, I…" The thought of a particular possibility flushed her cheeks with a hint of pink, and she was at a loss for words. "What I meant was." he elucidated: "you've seen the situation between Adela and me. She might stay mad at me for a while. And I have no means to make it up to her. I'll buy you a car, and then if you could do me a small favor. When Adela needs to go somewhere, you can drive her." "Rest assured, the car I'm buying is for you. Naturally, it's yours." Selena was stunned again. Her heart instantly hollowed. She had assumed that Jonathan had suddenly developed an interest in her, wanting her to be his clandestine lover. She had been pondering, uncertain whether to accept or not. To be Jonathan's unrecognized lover, many women would crave. Selena, being flesh and blood, could hardly resist. But it turned out it was also because of Adela. She wanted to ask Jonathan what made Adela so special that he treated her well. "Alright!" Selena mustered a smile. Aft
“Zahal, why does this Young Wang have a more prominent status than us, being seated in such a distinguished row?” Zahal asked, bristling with anger. Vera responded with a calm smile: "I'm not at liberty to disclose Young Wang's identity. However, his seating was determined by the diplomatic department of Wind & Fire Corporation and the CEO of M&N, so it's completely fair.” Dismissing Zahal, Vera turned to Jonathan with a smile: "Young Wang, the event is about to start. Shall you return to your seat?” “Certainly!” Jonathan cast a sidelong glance at Zahal before casually strolling away. Zahal's complexion was ashen. Everyone seemed to mock him for his narrow perspective, like a frog in a well. Once Jonathan had settled into his seat, Vera didn't immediately leave but sat beside him. Jonathan frowned: "What's the matter?” He was questioning the seating arrangement. “Selena told me you would be coming, so last night, I called the corporation's chairman to arrange a seat for you,”
"Do you have anything else you want to ask me?" Before Zahal could regain his composure, Jonathan had glanced his way and calmly inquired. Zahal wanted to refute but found himself at a loss for words. Jonathan had proven his competence, showing that he could secure Adela's booth in the six southwestern cities. With Oron speaking up, even the Nevaeh stores owned by his family would be able to continue. The treasure was one of the reputable enterprises in the southwestern city business block. "Young Wang, I, I was wrong. I genuinely did not know you… you were such a prominent figure!" Realizing the seriousness of the situation, Zahal instinctively begged for mercy. Jonathan was a character who could make the impossible possible; if he bore grudges and sought revenge, would the Nevaeh stores stand a chance? To win Adela, Zahal had offended someone untouchable! "Young Wang!" At this moment, Oron had respectfully spoken up, awaiting Jonathan's response. Jonathan responded indiff
Jonathan spent one more day in San Francisco before returning to Los Angeles. His return to Slab was about his identity. His visit to San Francisco was for Adela and Curtis. Yet, something was still awaiting him in Los Angeles, something he couldn't avoid. Augustus! Jonathan, who had managed to withstand the southward assault from the underworld king, Augustus, until today, had no reason to feel ashamed before Top-Sky House and Wolfgang any longer. No matter the outcome, he had to finish this task. Afterward, he would withdraw. In truth, ever since his time in prison, he had no desire to assume the mantle of Top-Sky House. Few might believe it, but both he and Wolfgang knew the truth. Now, he was nearly at the end of his journey. Suddenly, Jonathan felt the burden he carried somewhat lightened. Jonathan went to the hospital. Upon knocking and entering the room, he was taken aback. A woman shouldn't have been there in Saint's hospital room. "You should step outside." Sain
The preparations for the fight were in order. Augustus, flanked by Lancelot and Bernie. Jonathan, accompanied by Drake and Harvey. Both sides stepped onto the battlefield like a secret pact had been formed between them. They advanced until they stood amidst their camps before halting. "This time, I can exact my revenge." Augustus uttered with a smile. Jonathan, showing no signs of inferiority, retorted promptly: "The one who should be saying that is me, considering the havoc you've wreaked on the South during your time here." Augustus replied: "Ha, Jonathan, you’re not as simple as you appear! You're the first to have dealt me such a painful blow for a decade." Jonathan riposted: "Well, then it’s an honor! Do you think I could be the one to expel you from the South, Mr. Alexander?" "That’s something only time will tell!" "Fine, let's wait and see." Following this verbal joust, Jonathan and Augustus withdrew, returning to their corners. No sooner had Jonathan sat down than G