Receiving the answer, Jonathan felt an immense heartache. Such was the plight of an orphaned child. In his childhood, his foster mother always favored Derek, but Jonathan never voiced his concerns, nor felt as disappointed as he did today. He gritted his teeth for a long time before saying: "Mother, regardless of the reasons, you raised me, and I owe you my gratitude." "But honestly, all these years, I don't know how… to get close to you." "I am your adopted son, not your enemy. Why can't you treat me a little fairly?" After pouring out his heart, Jonathan steadied his breathing and coldly said: "Mother, let's do this, I will give you a sum of money. You name your price, any amount." "In the future, I will still call you mother and visit you, but..." "But you cannot ask me to do anything anymore, nor hold me responsible for your upkeep, agreed?" Had he not been so desperate with his foster mother, Jonathan would never have uttered such heart-wrenching words. Though he didn't
The future of the Wang family cannot be entrusted to someone ordinary. In essence, Jonathan's identity was completely exposed at this point. But the scene of grandfather and grandson recognizing each other was not touching at all. Both of them were calm, not showing any emotional excitement. Indeed, one was a political powerhouse and the other a young man who had tasted life's bitterness and sweetness. They were not people who lived by their emotions. Jonathan was taken aback that he had all this. It meant that if he was willing, he could now replace Michael's position in the Wang family. In the future, Brian would start paving the way for him. Within less than 20 years, Jonathan would become a powerful figure in the country. Top-Sky House, Adonis, or any trade unions, those forces would be as insignificant as ants to him. But was this what he wanted? "I don't need everything from the Wang family. Mr. Wang, I only want the truth! The truth about the tragic death of my father
Jonathan only managed to drift off to sleep around six in the morning. He hadn't had much rest when he was awakened by a knock on the door. "What's going on?" With a lit cigarette dangling from his mouth, Jonathan rose from his bed and glanced around his room, littered with cigarette butts. "Jonathan, there are many official cars outside the mansion! Are they here for you?" The disquiet in Daisy's voice echoed from outside, intensifying the tension. The mansion they resided in was secluded, and the multitude of cars parked directly outside their gate was alarming. They were most likely there for Jonathan. But the question that loomed was – who of such high stature was seeking him out? Frowning, Jonathan instantly rose and peered out of the window. Eight black official cars were parked outside, their front and rear guarded by an array of security personnel. The sight immediately brought Brian to his mind. Today was Derek and Carnelian's wedding day. What were all these cars d
The second option Brian offered him was to completely forget his identity and resentment, to depart Crimson Ridge and live a normal life. If not, he had no choice but to return to being the fifth Young Master of the Wang family! But there are some things, once known, one can't pretend to be ignorant of. Jonathan remained silent, but he had made his decision in his heart. He couldn't leave Crimson Ridge calmly. Brian smiled knowingly, saying: "I knew you wouldn't go. If that's the case, then be assured and return to being the fifth Young Master of the Wang family. You don't want to join the military, don't want to work in the government, you don't even have to call me grandfather. I'll arrange a different path for you." "The groom's attire is prepared for you. Get ready a bit and then go to the wedding." Suddenly, Jonathan's eyes turned gloomy. He was supposed to marry Carnelian? "Grandfather Wang, at most I can accept the identity of the fifth Young Master of the Wang family.
Carnelian looked at him suspiciously and asked: "Why is it you?" "As you can see, I am indeed the true fifth Young Master of the Wang family, while Derek is an impostor!" There was no longer any need for pretense at this point. "When you came to Crimson Ridge, did you already know your true identity?" As Michael had announced this on behalf of the Wang family during the wedding, Carnelian had no doubts and proceeded to ask the next question. "I knew." Jonathan responded indifferently. Carnelian suddenly laughed out, angrily remarking: "That means while you were at Orchid Cosmetics, you knew I was your fiancée, yet you kept silent! Even when I was about to marry Derek, you had no intention of revealing the truth!" "Jonathan, I must say, I am impressed by you!" Even if they had no feelings for each other, Carnelian was still officially his fiancée. Yet, he acted as though he was indifferent. Previously, they had many opportunities to be together, but Jonathan never told the tru
Daisy curiously opened the document, her expression turning to astonishment upon a mere glimpse of the first page. "Is this... the deed transfer contract for this estate?" Could it be... Was Jonathan intending to gift her this mansion? "This place originally belonged to you, connected to your childhood memories. I once said, if I wasn't short of money, I wouldn't sell it. Now, I'm certain I won't be penniless in this lifetime, and even if I were, selling this place wouldn't make much difference." "Consider this estate a gift from me." Jonathan spoke with a sincere smile. "I... I can't accept this." Daisy hesitated for a moment before firmly declining. Indeed, this place used to be her home, but that was a long time ago. Moreover, the current worth of this estate exceeded a hundred million! And yet, Jonathan intended to gift it to her! How could she possibly repay such kindness? Jonathan calmly replied: "Why worry so much? If I'm offering it, you should accept! And if you d
Jonathan, exuding a suave demeanor, promptly produced his bank card. A big spender was indeed present! The receptionist's face bloomed like a flower at the sight. Swiftly, she swiped for the twenty thousand. Next, she hurriedly found someone to escort Jonathan to the room. The masseuse was a stunning woman with a voluptuous figure, quite the seductive sight. Any guest who couldn’t control themselves would, regardless of the intentions of a wholesome massage, inevitably falter. "From your accent, I guess you're not a local, right? Is this your first time at our place? You can call me Sadie, how should I address you?" Sadie inquired, a hint of eagerness in her voice. Jonathan responded: "Call me Mr. Wang, let's get started." Half an hour later, Jonathan was experiencing the 3880 massage package. Sadie, like a water snake, occasionally deliberately brushed against him, attempting to stir him. She had heard he was a generous patron. If she could seduce him, she'd be looking at a
Ten minutes or so later, Juliette led Jonathan outside. Seeing Jonathan and Juliette leaving together, Sadie was consumed with rage. Was Juliette stealing her client? But what could Sadie do? Confrontation was out of the question. Firstly, Juliette was the ace of their entertainment district, even the director had to pamper her, how else could they protect Juliette from Denish? Secondly, Sadie had to admit her own shortcomings. Client-stealing among the girls was a common occurrence in the entertainment district, success depended on one's own abilities. So, she had no choice but to swallow her anger. However, Sadie had learned a lesson, the first thing she did when she got outside was to charge two hundred thousand USD to Jonathan's card, regardless of the phony offers, there was still four hundred thousand USD in it. She could earn a hundred thousand USD once everything was invoiced, not a total loss. Any more than that and she wouldn't dare risk it. The city was dotted with