After dinner, Adela took Curtis out to watch television. Mrs. Sienna called Jonathan back, assuming Adela and he were dating. Because Adela has never taken a man home in years…“Ethan, are you serious with Adela?” Jonathan looked at Adela holding Curtis, his eyes filled with sweetness: “Don’t worry. I can use my life to make sure she never has misery!” Adela feels like it’s a play, but Jonathan is serious. Believe it or not, Mrs. Sienna felt relieved to hear him say that. But thinking for a while, she decided frankly to Jonathan: “So did you know Adela had a harrowing past?”Mrs. Sienna wants to talk about rape. She thought it through, not because of the momentary emotion. If Ethan can’t accept this, he should leave. If that’s acceptable, it’s better to know a little sooner. Jonathan silence. This is what he did. “Looks like you already know, moreover, there is still a problem in your heart,” Sienna said nervously. That’s not the truth. Of course Jonathan was thinking a
Realizing something was wrong, Asher panicked and hurriedly begged: "Cousin, you have to save me! I don't want to be a cripple." Asher dared to make such a fuss before because he knew he was a descendant of the Tremblay family, wherever he went, he can do anything. But Asher panicked when he found out this identity was no longer valid."Mr. Wang wants to be the enemy of our Tremblay family?" Baldwin finally said. Jonathan replied: "If Mr. Tremblay thought so, let's say so!" "Good, good, good!" Baldwin said three words in a row, his face turned ferocious: "That's reckless you got it! Only… Jonathan, sometimes you live in the world, not just by courage. You have to look at your abilities! If Mr. Wang wanted to deal with the 'black society' style, then I wouldn't be afraid to play with you. An Francisco, it's true that I don't win Mr. Wang, but that doesn't mean I don't have a way." Beep! Baldwin pressed the electronic communications device in his suit. Brum! Brum!Sudden
MIM architecture. MIM architecture has taken a step forward, and the company building is located in the best location in San Francisco. "Excuse me, the person you just called is off!" But right now, in the office of the chairman of the board, Edward is not happy at all, just trying to smash the phone. "Cousin's out of touch!" Orla anxiously asked: "Will nothing happen or not?" "That's impossible! It's Baldwin, Master of the Tremblay family, who's the best man in Los Angeles. Here in San Francisco, no one can touch him!" Edward didn't believe it. His cousin's a high-ranking figure, it can't be what happened unexpected! "So what happened?" Orla was worried. Jonathan's powers are beyond her imagination. He set a deadline, wanted her to agree to a divorce within four days, and also to sign an agreement to give up the inheritance of common property when she divorced. Once signed, this would mean she handing over all shares of MIM company to him! And Baldwin Tremblay,
When the lights are on. Oscar Rhys meets Jonathan Wang at a hotel called Silence. Jonathan led Selena into the hotel with trendy makeup, then announced Oscar's name, the waiter immediately ushered them into a covered room. "It's been a long time since I've heard of General Manager Wang, and you are young but talented!" Oscar was alone inside the room, and after greeting in a friendly manner with Jonathan, he began to observe Selena. "Please sit" Jonathan responded for a voice and then pulled the chair across from Oscar, saying: "Selena, sit here." "Yes!" Jonathan sat down next to Selena, keeping a long distance from Oscar. His behavior was as if he wanted to tell Oscar not to think ill of it. Oscar slammed his face down for a while but soon returned to normal and then held out a card, saying, "I want to drink alcohol from M liquor store, Selena's so go and buy it for me!" They can't miss Oscar's wine in a big hotel like Silence. Selena knew Oscar meant to kick h
Jonathan returned to the villa early, which surprised Adela a little. She didn't see him drinking much. Didn't he say he was going on a social communicate? "Why are you back so early?" Taking off his coat and throwing it down on the sofa, Jonathan replied indiscriminately: "It's not very favorable." "So it's okay?" "It's okay, just a small company director; how can it be difficult for me?" Jonathan seemed indifferent to Oscar. Adela is used to Jonathan's arrogant attitude, so she doesn't find it strange, nor does she feel that a director of Ma-EV shopping mall can make it difficult for Jonathan. Since Jonathan got out of prison, he's been showing tremendous fear. Even a man of great stature of the southwest like Mr. Alexander can't do anything to Jonathan. So what can a small company like Ma-EV do?She didn't think much, and she said: "Curtis already had dinner. I washed the dishes. I'm going home. Will you take me home?" Fear Wild villa is in this position. If she do
Jonathan raised his eyebrows look Diego: "I remember you. Last time Edward had a party, I said I would destroy your family. But you don't matter, so I didn't care. But I didn't expect to see you again, Mr. Diego Rhys!" Diego: "...." "Mr. Diego, your uncle, is also my uncle. Let me break this guy's leg!" At this moment, a junior who didn't know the story immediately screamed. Pop! Diego slapped the guy: "Who told you to talk?!" Oscar doesn't understand anything: "Diego, what... what's going on?" Diego seems very afraid of Jonathan. "Mr. Wang… my uncle has blind eyes, so he doesn't know who you are. Please forgive me, please forgive me!" Diego's face was hardly considered a fly. If he had found out who did hit to Oscar, he wouldn't have come even if Oscar beaten him to death. While at the party of MIM company, this man said he would destroy his house's E-Rhys asset management company, which kept Diego restless for days. He thinks Jonathan's forgotten. It's all right.
The dirty past was punctured, and Selena's face turned white as paper. But no matter how much she doesn't want to remember, it's already happened. Selena looked at Goldwin: "There's only this five hundred thousand USD, you take it, you take it, I don't have any money!" "Five hundred thousand dollars wanted to kick me out, don't you think that's too easy?""So, how much do you want?" "An extra five hundred thousand dollars for full a million dollars. That's enough money for a bright future of you, and you won't lose!" "A million dollars. Where did I dig? Goldwin, do you think I'm a bank? You said it was five hundred thousand dollars last night!" Selena screamed. She has just joined the fashion company M&N for less than two years. Five hundred thousand dollars is already the limit. Where can she get another five hundred thousand dollars? Goldwin doesn't care about these things: "I changed my mind!" "No, I only have five hundred thousand USD, you take it. Even more, a penny
"That's right. It's my dad is doing!" Orla suddenly admitted loudly. "Orla, are you crazy?!" Marcus looked at Orla in a hurry. Why would she suddenly admit it? Kidnapping children is a severe crime! Orla stared at Jonathan, pretending she didn't listen. She said: "I told my dad to do it, so think about it. I tell you, I'm going to take over your property, you can call the police, but you won't find out where your daughter is!" Marcus was startled, but then he calmed down. He understood Orla's intentions. Jonathan said coldly: "Where is my daughter?" Orla said: "I gave it to a family in the mountains to raise." "I ask you, where is my daughter now?!" Suddenly Jonathan's got green tendons all over his forehead, and he's screaming wildly. Everyone was so frightened that they were stunned. Because they've never seen Jonathan so ferocious, it's like he's waiting for an explosion. Orla was also frightened by Jonathan's frightening gaze, but she could only resist: "Jonathan,
At the Moonlight company's neighboring cafe. Jonathan and Juliette sat secluded in a dim corner. Juliette, shedding her pretense, took a sip of coffee before saying: "I've arranged to dine with Feagan tonight. What's our next move?" "How do you find Feagan?" Jonathan inquired earnestly. "Handsome, even more than you. And oozing charisma! If I were Adela, I'd choose him and kick you to the curb." Juliette quipped. Jonathan: "..." "Heh, just teasing!" Seeing Jonathan's knitted brows, Juliette laughed: "But seriously, Feagan seems like another wolf in sheep's clothing. He's no match for you! I entered his office and he stared at me for minutes. I've seen that type of gaze in Crystal Cove all too often. He's not a catch." "You've got the right hunch. Feagan is no pillar to lean on. If your old friend is by his side, she's bound to regret it." Hearing this, Jonathan hesitated: "Tonight, carry a mini-camera. Entice him to reveal his true colors. If you succeed, make a swift exit."
Katherine swiftly dismissed with a flick of her hand, her face etched with profound disagreement. "How can you suggest such a thing? If in the next two years you don't marry her and by some chance you decide to part ways with my dear Juliette, then what?" "If such were to occur, you would've squandered the best years of her youth! Absolutely not! It cannot be so." "Yet, for now, Juliette and I are not in a position to wed." Jonathan feigned discomfort, an aura of unease surrounding him. In a sudden whisper, Katherine interjected: "Even if marriage isn't immediate, there must be some assurance you can provide, mustn't there?" At this, both Andres and Wyatt, father and son, shifted their eager gazes toward Jonathan. Juliette inwardly smirked, thinking to herself, 'Mother is starting her games again.' It was clear the reason her parents were here tonight was solely for this imminent matter. They hadn't raised a daughter, but rather, it seemed, a mere commodity. "What assurance d
Once Tryphena was out of earshot, Juliette burst into giggles: "So Jonathan, that beauty is really your sister-in-law? Are you some kind of beast?" Of course, Juliette was jesting. Initially, she'd assumed the beauty Jonathan had turned down was just a stranger, and his mention of her being his brother's girlfriend was surely playful. But who was she kidding? Being a seasoned veteran in Crystal Cove' entertainment industry, Juliette had encountered countless personalities. Tryphena posed no threat. A few words were all it took to send her packing, all while maintaining her own clandestine identity. "Let's drop it. Since we've met, let's go somewhere." Jonathan said, steering the conversation away from Tryphena. "Agreed." Juliette cheerfully responded. As they strolled through the streets, their charisma was undeniable. The frequency with which heads turned to steal glances was remarkable. "How long are you staying in Elite Summit this time?" Juliette inquired with genuine interes
"It's rare to run into familiar faces in Elite Summit." Tryphena mused, her words a flurry of excitement: "Would you join me for dinner tonight? If you're busy, tomorrow is fine too. Let's exchange numbers and connect on social media first!" Although initially hesitant, Jonathan found himself swayed by the genuine warmth in her eyes: "Tonight it is." With contact details exchanged and plans set, the two bid each other a temporary farewell. That very evening, as the city's lights began to shimmer, Jonathan received an investigation update from Roger. Adela was seeing someone. Moonlight Corp, where she worked in Elite Summit, was primarily managed by her and Deputy CEO Vera. However, recently, a charismatic new CEO named Feagan William, reputedly a returnee from overseas studies and rumored to be the scion of some top executive from M & N, took the helm. Since Feagan's arrival, he seemed relentlessly smitten by Adela. He often accompanied her to business outings and ensured she ret
After a while, Jonathan broke the ice, initiating a topic of discussion. Moonlight, Adela's brainchild, was now the talk of the town. "Our autumn collection has been a great success, both in terms of sales and profits." Adela began: "But to claim the top spot might be premature. Despite the backing of renowned domestic and international fashion houses like Wind & Fire and M & N, we can't be overly confident in becoming the flagbearer of our nation's fashion industry." "We'll truly know our standing after assessing the sales for the next three seasons. Only then can we truly earn national recognition." Truth be told, Adela was not overly concerned about Moonlight's position or its future; her worries had nearly evaporated. But she shared this perspective nonetheless. Jonathan silently rejoiced, noting Adela's growth and maturity. She was no longer the fishmonger he once knew from the market; she had blossomed into a successful businesswoman. In a time not so distant, Adela would,
Tommy shook his head, his words hastening to fill the air between them: "My sister-in-law is doing well; she's thriving in her job. Not too long ago, she even moved to a new house." “But when I visited Curtis last, there was a man at her place.” Tommy, flustered and scrambling for words, replied: "Oh, he must've been just a business partner, discussing some contracts with my sister-in-law. Nothing more.” Jonathan's face darkened in thought. A man? From what he knew about Adela, she would never entertain business at her private residence. Could it be? Had Adela found someone? It was possible. After all, when he had left Elite Summit, she had suggested they take a year apart. This perhaps hinted that their time together might eventually come to an end. Though Jonathan's relationship with Adela had blurred past friendship, their bond, in essence, was only maintained by Curtis. They never really became lovers. So, it was perfectly normal for Adela to have a boyfriend. Yet, the very th
Mammon's lips curled into a gentle smile: "If gratitude is to be given, direct it to Jonathan. While Mr. Moore and I might be acquaintances, our bond isn't as profound. Had it not been for Jonathan's plea, the Moores wouldn’t have found me in their corner." "Yes, indeed!" "Now, Mr. Moore, we must expedite matters. The sooner we seal the agreement, the better." "Let us restart the project and alleviate our shared anxieties." Business attended to, Mammon shared a few parting words before departing in the company of Jonathan. Their venture could truly be described as a fruitful one. Barring unforeseen tribulations, the peril that threatened the Moore family was seemingly defused. Their reputation, however, was something they'd have to mend on their own. Considering their current scenario, evading a declaration of bankruptcy due to piled debts was almost a miracle in itself. To hope for more would be sheer fantasy. All agreements were set in stone. Soon, Mammon would dispatch his
"Come now! Don't be like that! We've been childhood playmates, remember? Regardless of circumstances, our bond persists." Wynstan responded, pouring two glasses of wine with an exaggerated flourish. "This is a vintage from my personal collection. A true delight for the palate. Try it." Given there were just the two of them, the spread wasn't overly grand. Yet, countless esteemed businessmen from Crystal Cove would give an arm and a leg to be part of this dinner. However, to Nora, the invitation felt more burdensome than honorary. A toast always called for full glasses. And business often demanded the libations flow freely. Seeing Nora's thoughtful gaze, Wynstan chuckled: "Finding my wine lacking, are we? I suppose, being the magnate you now are, this might not match your status." Truth be told, the wine wasn't cheap, retailing at over a thousand. Yet to Nora, it was mere triviality. The wine wasn't the issue. Even if Wynstan had offered a commonplace wine worth mere tens, its
Jonathan remained silent, not swayed by Dieter's hollow compliments. For Jonathan knew, of all places, Elite Summit was hardly a theater of illustrious figures. Were it Crystal Cove, perhaps he might've begrudgingly conceded the point. But Elite Summit? What did it offer? Still, empty flattery was better than none; it lent a certain sweetness to the air. "Jonathan, there's a favor I'd like to ask of you." Dieter finally disclosed his intentions. Jonathan wasn't surprised. The Moore family was in a state of disarray, teetering on the brink of bankruptcy. Why else would Dieter squander an evening over dinner with him if not to seek some favor? "Speak, sir." Jonathan invited, his voice tinged with resignation. Though he had stretched himself thin helping the Moores, he couldn't guarantee the extent of the impact he could make. "In recent days, I've tallied up the debts of the Moore Corporation. The sum exceeds 65 billion." Dieter elaborated: "We've acquired raw materials for project