"Ten skewers of heart, a portion of lobster, old tripe, and half a kilo of beef..." They arrived at a barbecue restaurant, where Daisy ordered a slew of dishes in one go before remembering to add: “And a crate of beer, please, boss." Once the owner had gone, Jonathan smiled and said: “Can you eat that much? Plus, barbecue isn't good for you. It can lead to heat and acne. Aren't you afraid?" "Eating it occasionally won't hurt, and my colleagues at work don't like these kinds of food. Eating alone is boring, so I come here infrequently. Today, I will indulge a bit. Is there a problem?" "Worst case scenario, I'll have a few pimples. I'm already pretty. I don't have to worry." With her calm demeanor, Daisy appeared rather self-important. It wasn't that Daisy was self-important but that she knew her advantages well. She was indeed excellent. "Ok, I'm ready to accompany the beauty tonight. Today, you can indulge without worrying about the after-effects. I'll take responsibility for g
“Who is this Mr. Wise?” After Charles and Rowena left, Daisy lost her taste for beer. She didn’t inquire about Gladys, knowing that Jonathan and the starlet had no intimate connection, they were just friends. And no matter who Jonathan was involved with, it had no bearing on her. “Charles, don't you know?”, Jonathan replied. “He's the fourth young master of New York!” Who in New York didn't know about these four young masters? Among them, Charles was the most notorious one. Not because he was particularly talented, but because he had a slew of scandals involving women. Any woman linked with him would instantly gain a bad reputation. While Daisy didn’t understand why Jonathan was acquainted with Charles, their relationship didn't seem to be a close one. Yet, she knew precisely why Jonathan acted as if they were romantically involved in front of Charles. To keep her from being the object of Charles' attention. “Oh dear, what on earth is Rowena thinking, associating with Charle
But now that he had returned, Sloane had no choice but to confront the reality. Outwardly, she was cordial because if Derek could become the family head, it would be beneficial. As a woman, she might not vie for power but at least she could enjoy better treatment. However, if Derek lacked the capacity, she would not concede defeat. Now that her father had brought it up, she had begun to ponder. Fear seemed to creep into her eyes as she gazed at her father. What if their grandfather had deliberately brought a false nephew home as a safeguard against someone? And that someone could only be Andrew - her father! At this thought, Sloane was gripped by fear. Indeed, such was the life of a wealthy family! Suspicion between father and daughter. "Father, have you sent someone to San Francisco for investigation yet?" "Alright, but it seems that my grandfather and the Northern military have sent people there, so no one has a chance to investigate Derek's identity, which is why my father
"Incredible, simply incredible. No wonder you were indifferent to the vice-president position at Orchid Corporation. To think you'd ascend straight to the CEO of Heavenly Emperor Corporation! At first, I thought you were joking! Go wash your hands, Director Wang, and let's eat." Daisy teased. A feast awaited on the table, clearly a product of Daisy's hard work. But with an apologetic expression, Jonathan replied: "I'm afraid I can't join you for dinner today." Taken aback, Daisy asked: "Has someone invited you for dinner?" Thinking about it, it made sense. Now that Jonathan was the CEO of the Heavenly Emperor Corporation and a respected figure in New York, he would undoubtedly be expected at countless social gatherings. "Um, yes. A… friend invited me for dinner, and I've already accepted. Had I known about this delicious spread, I would've declined." Jonathan responded with a touch of guilt. "Fine, don't try to sweet-talk me. If your friend has invited you, you should go." Daisy
It was twenty past nine in the evening. Jonathan arrived at the Kyle residence. As before, Brian was waiting for him in a room on the second floor. After a period of acupuncture and medication, Brian's complexion had become much rosier, almost like a different person compared to before. If a stranger saw him, they wouldn't think that this rosy-cheeked old man was the same patient who was critically ill before. "Have you arrived? Have you been drinking?" Brian's sense of smell was keen, so even though Jonathan had consumed very little, he could still detect it. Jonathan didn't deny it, instead responding: "A rather interesting friend invited me for a couple of beers. You can rest assured, a little beer won't affect the treatment. Moreover, today is the last acupuncture session. From now on, you only need to take the medicine on time, which will definitely prevent a relapse, at least for the next three to five years!" "The last acupuncture session? Is that enough?" Brian was somew
Knock, knock! At ten in the morning, while Jonathan was poring over the reports, he was suddenly interrupted by a knock at the door. "Come in." Jonathan looked up, stretching his neck a bit. Two people walked into the office. One seemed to be in his fifties, while the other was quite young, appearing to be about twenty-five or twenty-six. "Deputy Director Miller, Deputy Director Arrington, you both are here to see me together? You didn't plan this beforehand, did you?" Jonathan teased. These two were the deputy heads of the Heavenly Emperor Group whom Jonathan had met yesterday. According to Augustus, both were Michael's henchmen! The middle-aged man named Shanley Miller had been working there for a long time, holding the position of deputy head for a decade now. The younger man named Wilfred, however, had just recently taken up the role. Wilfred was quite an intriguing character. In the rough rankings of the wealthy families of New York, the Wangs ranked first, the Alexander
After returning to his mansion, Jonathan chatted briefly with Daisy before heading to his bathroom for a rinse. After an hour of pondering, Jonathan finally picked up his phone to make a call. "I thought you would never contact the Southwest again, Young Master." Zachary's playful voice echoed through the phone. Jonathan could sense a strange mix of authority and cold distance in his words. By now, Zachary had been the head of Top-Sky House for a while and naturally carried an aura of grandeur. The alienation Jonathan felt was probably due to his acceptance of the CEO position at Heavenly Emperor. The feud between Top-Sky House and Adonis had persisted for many years, giving rise to deep-seated hatred. The former Young Master of Top-Sky House abandoned his position and fled to New York to manage the Heavenly Emperor Corporation for Adonis; it was a decision no one in Top-Sky House could accept. "I wouldn't have made contact unless it was necessary." Jonathan declared, his tone
Half-past six, at the base of the overpass. Jonathan leaned against the railing, observing the vibrant night scene below the brilliant lights. Esther, wearing blue jeans and a blue shirt, stood dazed at the edge of the bridge, tears glistening in her eyes. Jonathan glanced at her and chuckled: "What, doesn't it seem real?" Esther slowly approached. As she looked at Jonathan from a closer distance, her eyes became heated, she nodded: "Yes, I didn't expect you to be in New York too." She dared not imagine it. Jonathan was busy with myriad responsibilities in the Southwest, how could he possibly be here? But he was here. "I guess I'll be staying here for a while, surprised?" Jonathan asked with a smile. "No, but I want to know why you changed your phone number, were you trying to avoid me?" Esther abruptly asked. If she didn't clarify this issue, she would be constantly bothered. "Why do you think so complexly? I'm not so petty. I changed my number because I had given up all my