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
Reminiscing, Daisy's face was a tableau of anguish. She revealed: "After my father was investigated for criminal activities, we lost touch for a while. During that time, Joel's father approached my mother, saying that if she agreed to transfer her shares and this estate, he would help forgive my father." "The outcome? My mother signed the transfer agreement, and my father jumped from a building!" In essence, Daisy's family was deceived! No wonder. Jonathan refrained from probing further, afraid of stirring up more turmoil within Daisy. Perhaps Daisy had suspicions about the oddities surrounding her father's circumstances but lacked concrete proof. Daisy was still a little girl, and her mother was just an ordinary woman. Even if they had suspicions, what could they possibly do? Or perhaps, they had indeed tried to unravel the truth but were met with impotent despair. Joel gave off an impression of being coldly indifferent - his company had gone bankrupt, yet he nonchalantly auc
Jonathan peacefully spent his Sunday and went to work as usual on Monday. At this time, Jonathan arrived at the sales department to tidy up some things first. Seeing Jonathan appear, Gregory, with teary eyes, rushed to grasp Jonathan's hand: "Do you have anything planned this morning?" Jonathan puzzled: "What happened?" Caught off guard by the question, Gregory awkwardly replied: "There are a few plans I'd like you to review to see if they're appropriate! Don't worry. It won't take up much of your time." "Don't you know! Since you came here, any important plan must be read by you before I can rest easy!" The implication was that Jonathan was incredibly competent, able to point out errors in any plan and ensure absolute safety. Jonathan immediately laughed heartily but waved him off: "It's not that I won't help, but I can't always be there for you. You should handle this one on your own. Besides, I'm about to resign." What?! Gregory felt like a lightning bolt had struck him. He
A medical license? Carnelian could only look toward Jonathan; she had no idea whether he had a medical license. At this point, Carnelian wasn't even sure if Jonathan knew anything about medicine, but given the critical circumstances, she took a risk. Seeing Carnelian's expression, the Kyle family members had all figured out the situation, they all seemed angered, and it appeared that she had created even more problems. "Ridiculous!" Harvey snorted heavily, expressing his anger. "Carnelian, New York's First Hospital, hosts the best physicians in the city and the country, and you dismiss their expertise, placing your trust instead in a young lad who knows nothing about treating this condition!" "Aren't you afraid of endangering your own grandfather's life?" "It would be best to heed what the doctor says." The Kyle family had made it explicitly clear that they had no intention of giving Jonathan a chance to prove his skills. This was no surprise to Jonathan. It was natural for th