The next morning, instead of taking Adela to work, Jonathan went to meet Basil at the arranged location. They were meeting at a tea house. When Jonathan arrived, Basil was already waiting inside. Today, Basil wore a gray jacket, his face full of anxiety, with a pile of cigarette butts in the ashtray in front of him. He looked haggard, panicky, and uneasy. Seeing Jonathan, Basil hastily snuffed out his cigarette and stood up, saying with confusion: "Sir, Mr. Wang." When they met again, Basil no longer called him 'that Wang guy.' Jonathan understood what had happened, sure that Mrs. Jones's illness had relapsed. He was somewhat shaken by this; Basil, despite being despicable, did care for his mother's health, showing some humanity. Of course, Jonathan had no sympathy. Pitiful people also have their despicable aspects; there are many like Basil, and Jonathan couldn't sympathize with them all. Jonathan sat down opposite Basil, speaking coldly: "What is it, why did you want to see
"Of course, I used to work under him. But later, he offended someone, got both legs broken and was kicked out of Elite Summit." "If young master Wang is trying to intimidate me with his name, I'm afraid that's a mistake." Gregory said, disagreeing. Dominic was now just a thing of the past. "Oh, so the IEP financial company is the one Dominic poured his money into. What was the name of the person who dealt with Dominic... I think it was someone from Edgar Jacob, how is he now?" Jonathan asked. Gregory became wary: "Don't tell me you know boss Jacob?" If the man before him was a friend of boss Edgar, he couldn't afford to be careless. "Mr. Finn, don't listen to his nonsense, how could he possibly know boss Edgar?" Basil was anxious, completely disbelieving in Jonathan's acquaintance with Edgar Jacob. "Boss Edgar, sounds quite powerful." "Here's the deal, I can give five million USD. Tell your boss Edgar to come and get it, as long as he dares to take it. Not just five million, I'
Half an hour later, Jonathan stepped out of the room. Basil and Adela, anxiously waiting, approached him. Adela asked: "How is she?” “She’s stable, you can go in now.” Jonathan replied, then sat down on an old sofa and lit a cigarette. Adela went to check on Mrs. Jones' condition, while Basil timidly approached Jonathan, his voice shaky: "Mr. Wang..." "Used all your tricks and now you’re scared of me?" Jonathan glanced up and sneered. Basil dared not say anything. "I told your mother, whether you agree to my request or not, I would still save her. So, your use of Adela to force my hand in treating her was unnecessary and only made me think less of you." Basil clenched his fists, whispering: "Mr. Wang, I didn’t want to do this, but I don’t want to go to jail!" Suddenly, Jonathan asked an offbeat question: "Which horse has a high chance of winning tonight?” “Number fifteen!” Basil blurted out, instantly regretting his words. “Placed a big bet, huh?” Jonathan wasn’t surprised.
In a private room of a restaurant in a bustling area of Elite Summit's city center. Unbeknownst to many, Edward, who struggled in Elite Summit, was a descendant of one of the three wealthiest families in Crystal Cove. And not just any descendant, but from the main line! Even Orla hadn't expected it. "I hear brother had an incident, did?" Edward asked with concern. "Aren't you just waiting for that to happen? With only three legitimate sons in the Tremblay family, with my brother in trouble, now it's just you and your brother vying for the heir position." Asher said. Edward was inwardly pleased, realizing something had indeed happened. He had heard that Dante Tremblay, his brother, was caught in bed with another man's wife. In a fit of rage, Dante was pushed from the fifth floor. Though he didn't die, Dante was left in a vegetative state. Edward was thrilled as if he saw a new path opening up for him. However, he still couldn't believe it. Dante was the recognized heir of the
Meanwhile, Jonathan approached Orla, indifferently saying: "If you need to see me, you could have called first. Why come all the way to the company?” “Are you afraid the company will find out about your jail time and force you to resign?” Orla laughed, watching Adela drive away, her gaze hard to decipher: “It seems we are not divorced yet, and you’re already happily moving on with your new romance. Isn’t it a bit too soon?” Jonathan did not reply, nor did he care about Orla's words. Finally, Jonathan got into Orla's car and they went to a nearby cafe: "A mocha latte, less sugar!" "A glass of water." Orla glanced at Jonathan, taking out the divorce papers from her red bag. "Jonathan, I've thought it over these past few days. Fine, we can divorce, but I can't hand over MIM Architecture to you. Here's a check for five million, consider it compensation." "You should be satisfied." When Orla said: 'You should be satisfied' her eyes were full of contempt. Jonathan burst into loud la
After paying, Adela turned back, unaware of Asher's trickery. She smiled: "Mr. Tremblay, I'm still on my work hours, so I must be going." Asher nodded understandingly, raising his tea cup: "Mrs. Kyle, go ahead with your work. Let's toast with tea instead of wine. I hope next time we meet, we can drink together!" It seemed a harmless request. Adela didn't think much of it, raised her tea cup to clink with Asher’s, and then said: "Mr. Tremblay, I'll be leaving now." "Just a second!" Asher stared intently at Adela, his gaze unflinching. "Mr. Tremblay, what did you say?" she asked, puzzled. Asher remained motionless: "Two seconds!" "....." "Five seconds!" Swoosh! Suddenly, Adela felt dizzy, pressing her hand against her temple: "What's happening, why am I..." Her body swayed, threatening to fall: "You… you drugged my cup!" In that moment, Adela finally realized what was happening. She looked at Asher in horror, but her head was spinning, seeing multiple illusions of him. The dr
Leaving the villa, Jonathan drove to the headquarters of Real Estate Company Rise & Shine, then took the elevator straight to the top floor. "Master, the Tremblay family business..." Roger went out to pick him up. "Now, I don't want to hear anything about the Tremblay family. Where is nurse?" Jonathan's hardened ask. Roger had no choice but to rush him inside.Perhaps because the reputation of the real estate company Rise & Shine is so strong, this female nurse named Amira is highly anxious. "It's been so long, and I don't remember it very well." Jonathan's cold face, deep eyes. "Say what you remember. Don't worry, and I called you to ask about that year. If you give me the necessary clues, I'll give you a million dollars worth of money! That girl is critical to me!" And the words behind it are the voices from the bottom of his heart. Mary is his daughter, so of course, she is critical. “I’ll try. I’ll try to remember!” As expected, Amira’s eyes immediately brightene
Jonathan is sitting in the office of the General Manager M&N fashion company, talking to Roger on the phone. "Master, Baldwin is so arrogant! He looks like he's going to tell us to bring Asher back, and he wanted we said sorry! He doesn't even consider where this is, here, not his Los Angeles area!" Jonathan heard that and immediately burst into laughter: "If not arrogant, how can he is the brilliant character of the Tremblay family? And, have you knowing out who Edward is?" "Seven to eight years ago, he made the Tremblay family losses hundreds of millions of dollars, plus the fact that the Tremblay family chose an heir is Dante Tremblay, so Edward was kicked out of the family." Jonathan smiled blandly and said, "Baldwin, Dante, the Tremblay family is interesting, but I didn't expect Orla to stick to such a big tree. But I don't know, Edward is different now. Can Orla still stick to it?" *** In Thomas' house. "Boss, Mr. Tremblay is here!" The servant led Edward Trembla