If Derek had spotted Jonathan, there was no reason Jonathan wouldn't have seen Derek. But his emotions were far more composed. Since he had come to New York, it was only a matter of time before he'd run into Derek. It was hardly surprising. Returning to the warehouse, Jonathan began to pack up. Upon hearing that Jonathan was soon to become the deputy director of the sales department, everyone in the warehouse was both envious and full of admiration. This leap was equivalent to jumping over Dhara's head! Everyone half-heartedly asked Jonathan for a treat, but he casually promised to arrange it another day. That night, there would undoubtedly be someone to dine with him. As Jonathan had anticipated, by the time work ended in the evening, he was intercepted as soon as he stepped out of the office. It was Derek! Their eyes met in mutual unfamiliarity. Derek drove his Lamborghini, escorting Jonathan away from there. Before long, they arrived at a high-end restaurant in a relativel
"Director Miller, Assistant Willow is here." Just as Gregory was about to explain the immediate tasks to Jonathan, his secretary knocked and entered. "Willow?" Gregory questioned doubtfully, although he knew who it was since only one assistant named Willow was in the company. But what puzzled Gregory was what Willow was doing in his sales department so early in the morning. She wasn't here to inquire about the Summon shop incident, was she? "Yes." "Then let her in. Don't dawdle!" "Director Miller, Assistant Willow is here to invite Deputy Director Wang. CEO Kyle has requested the Deputy Director to come to her office." Oh! Gregory looked surprised at Jonathan. Wasn't it just yesterday that Jonathan met Carnelian? Today they were meeting again. The frequency seemed too much. But since when has it become so easy to meet Carnelian? In Gregory's memory, despite being a director of the sales department, he rarely had the chance to meet Carnelian in private. Jonathan also looke
"Miss Gladys, please don't misunderstand. This is not our intent but rather the head offices. After all, we're a large company and must tread carefully in all affairs. Naturally, we present two alternatives for you to choose from. Suppose Miss Gladys dislikes the plan I've just explained. In that case, she is entirely free to choose the initial contract with no additional conditions," Jonathan interposed, tactfully creating a buffer before reluctantly continuing, "Just that..." "What is it?" Everyone harbors a sense of curiosity; even a star like Gladys is no exception, she immediately retorted. Jonathan paused for a few seconds before seeming sheepish, "Miss Gladys, as you're aware, large corporations are all about protocols, and I'm sure you're well aware of how Orchid operates. If Miss Gladys agrees to endorse our products, it indicates your trust in them, and surely you wouldn't want to harm your fans." "We chose Miss Gladys and no one else for this product promotion live strea
At the exact moment. In a hotel. A young man with an ordinary appearance but an incredibly sharp gaze stood in the middle of the lobby, furrowing his brows as he listened to his subordinate's report. "Carnelian took a man to the Minium Club three hours ago and let that man drive her car?" Bellamy questioned in a fury. The subordinate nodded affirmingly: "I saw it with my eyes, Master Miller!" Instantly, Bellamy erupted in rage: "Damn it, how did I not realize that Carnelian was such a loose woman! Engaged to Derek is one thing, but she's romping around with other men! Even her favorite car, she's let him drive!" "She puts on such a goddamn high-and-mighty act in front of me!" As Bellamy was hurling his verbal abuse, his phone started buzzing. Picking it up, his face turned a rather interesting shade of color. Unexpectedly, it was Carnelian calling him! "Hello, Carnelian. What brings you to call me?" Although he secretly condemned Carnelian, Bellamy’s tone was tender and flat
Once they were seated, Augustus, with his eyes full of curiosity, looked at Jonathan: "I heard that you gave up your position to Zachary not long after I left the Southwest and then disappeared. I thought you had gone to New York, and I was right." "But Jonathan, I am inquisitive. Why did you abandon your position as the heir of the Top-Sky House and flee to New York?" In the Southwest, Jonathan had the power to control everything. However, without the backing of the Top-Sky House, he would have no foundation in New York. Furthermore, Jonathan could no longer fight after that fight, making him just an ordinary man. "That's personal. Oh, what about Bellamy looking for me?" Jonathan skillfully dodged the personal question and asked about the more critical matter. "Bellamy doesn't have much guts or intelligence. His only redeeming quality is his sincere affection for Carnelian." "I asked Bellamy. Carnelian wanted him to misunderstand that she likes you while her engagement to Derek
When Jonathan arrived at the office the next day, Gregory found him and dumped a pile of documents in front of him to review. Considering his relatively light workload, he immediately dug into the newly arrived documents, providing feedback. This, at least, could help kill some time. Throughout the morning, Carnelian did not show up at the office, which allowed Jonathan even more freedom. He suspected it related to the news Augustus had received the day before, probably about Derek being beaten up by Bellamy. But as to the specifics, he needed to learn. In reality, Jonathan was very curious. If the Wang family had welcomed the fifth young master back to New York, why did they seem so unconcerned about him? Bellamy, though rebellious, didn't have as much clout as the Millers, who seemed to be at the top of the New York social scene. Bellamy had openly attacked Derek. Wasn't he afraid of provoking the Wang family's anger? And yet, the Wang family appeared uninterested in Derek's w
Particular respiratory care unit.The special care units of New York's hospitals were designed solely to serve affluent families.As Carnelian stepped into the special care unit, her demeanor differed entirely from the domineering woman she had been earlier. From a distance, she said in a timid voice, "Grandpa, do you feel any better? The hospital isn't as comfortable as home, is it?"In the hospital room was a middle-aged woman who could be identified as a housekeeper by her stern appearance and attire.The older man lying in bed, with his hair and beard already gray and somewhat overweight, was someone Jonathan had heard about but never met.Everyone in the country knew of him.The seven-star general, Leonard Kyle!He was the highest-ranked general and the New York military district commander in charge of maintaining order in the area.His prestigious position hinted at his past power and influence.Without such a grandfather, it's uncertain whether Carnelian would have had the priv
Despite Bellamy's thought, Jonathan pushed the check back and replied: "Master Miller, I don't need this money! And I won't leave New York. I hope you'll understand!" "You impudent child, refusing to drink when offered and yet wanting to drink a penalty!" Derek, the crew-cut man from earlier, immediately burst out in rage. Bellamy raised his hand, silencing Derek with a gesture, before locking his eyes on Jonathan in silent fury, his face painted with a wicked blend of rage and cruelty. "Rarely does anyone dare to cross me. Are you under the illusion that I wouldn't dare touch you with Augustus behind you?" His subtext was clear as crystal: offering Jonathan the money and asking him to leave was a significant concession on his part out of respect for Augustus. But his benevolence could flip at any given moment. Jonathan laughed sarcastically: "Whether you respect Mr. Alexander or not, Master Miller, I have no intention of leaving. But for the record, there is nothing between me a