After come in kindergarten, it was extremely noisy inside. The parents took their children with them to play in the spacious training ground, and the parents all laughed happily as if they had returned to their childhood. "Daddy, Aunt Adela!" Curtis saw they, she's running up excitedly, extended their arms and rushed into Adela's embrace. Adela staggered for a moment before standing on her feet, and she said with a smile: "Curtis is so heavy!" "It's getting better now. When I just got Curtis back, she was thirty kg. Now she's less than thirty kilograms. Not so far, maybe back to the normal weight of a girl at this age," Jonathan explained. "Dad, you didn't cheat Curtis, and you said Aunt Adela would come!" Curtis said in a very excited tone. Adela glanced at Jonathan with a blank stare, and she remembered that she had to call him on the phone. Jonathan was a little embarrassed, but he is wry smile: "I was going to call. I didn't expect you to call first!" "Ha ha..." "Curtis,
Verity's face became unnatural, and she was furious with Jonathan, so she hurriedly said and signaled to Rider: "Son, don't you listen to him threatening! You didn't put nails in shoes, right?" Rider trembling, his inner defense collapsed, and the boy cried out, saying: "Mom, I've put nails in shoes. Because teacher Laura used to criticize me in front of all my classmates, teacher Laura didn't treat me well!" Verity immediately turned to Laura, she had found an excuse for her son, and said very flatly: "What kind of teacher are you, bullying my son! You deserve to be hated by my son! You don't deserve to be a teacher!"Then she looked at the principal: "Principal, I'm telling you, if you don't fire Laura, I'll tell you, I'm not going to end this!" Laura found out that the person who left the nail was a student of her class and was extremely upset to see Verity still being the unruly, the more upset she was. "Why do you criticize Rider?" asked the principal, who grasped the critica
Less than twenty minutes later, a man in a suit wearing leather shoes appeared. Due to going in such a hurry, the man with an excellent disposition has become sloppy. "Who have you caused trouble for?" said Archibald, coldly questioning Verity. "There…" Verity was afraid to point at Jonathan. Archibald turned to Jonathan and bowed, saying, "Mr. Wang, I'm sorry. It's my wife's fault. I hope you're generous!" "Oh!" everybody shouted. Verity dared to make a fuss in kindergarten, proving that her husband had a complicated setting. But her husband, who had just arrived, actively apologized immediately, even though he had not asked what the story was like. What kind of background does this Curtis' father have? The headmistress and Laura knew Archibald's identity, so it was even harder to believe! They can't think their kindergarten has a character as famous as Curtis' father. "Just ask your wife what's going on and then talk to me!" said Jonathan coldly. Archibald wiped the sweat
Joyce still didn't give up, continuing to ask Jonathan in a thunderous voice: "Hey, why don't you say anything? Would you please tell me!”“Can you keep your voice down a bit?” Jonathan rolled his eyes to the sides.“Ah!” Joyce understood what he meant and lowered her voice.Seeing Joyce still a little sober, Jonathan decided to tell everything: "Well, I have a girl to support!"“This is a prevalent thing! Given your status, is there anyone without external emotional debt? Besides, you and your sister-in-law haven't… haven't decided on a relationship yet, have you?” Joyce spoke in a natural voice.“I haven't determined the relationship yet. It's just that when I face her, I feel a bit… scared!”Jonathan spoke out what was on his mind. In fact, with his current situation, nothing could scare him anymore. Except for facing Adela!"There's nothing to be afraid of! If you don't have a relationship, it's not an affair! Moreover, even if you have an affair, it doesn't matter. We are all nor
Eyes hardening, Jonathan said cautiously: “Mr. Charlie, I can assure you, not Adela but someone else!"Mr. Charlie glanced at Jonathan suspiciously: "Jonathan, are you sure it's not Adela does that? Do you know who the insider is?""Just wait and see."Their conversation made the hairs on the back of Edgar's neck rise as if sitting on a bonfire.Jonathan pointed his spear at him. Didn't he already know that he was an “inside agent”? If truth is found, there's a good chance he'll end up in jail!Suddenly, Jonathan asked with interest, "Deputy General Manager Jones, why are you sweating so much?"“The air conditioner in the car is a bit big, just a bit big!” Edgar stammered.Mr. Charlie glanced at Edgar, thought nothing of it, then closed his eyes to rest.…At the Big Bang Hotel.Bouquets were full of flowers on both sides.Displayed on the long-screen liquid crystal display are the words "Congrats to Kyle fashion family and Wind & Fire International on achieving a partnership" and "Co
In the main hall.The ceremony's host stepped onto the stage and said good wishes.Dalziel, dressed in European costumes, and leather shoes, stood on the podium next to the stage, holding a beautiful bouquet of roses in his hand."Mr. Dalziel, now that you're engaged to Adela as you wish, don't forget our winery's batch, okay?" Adela's uncle is Leighton, said earnestly."Do not worry. Don't say nine million dollars worth of goods. Even if it's tens of millions of dollars, I can easily boost your consumption!” Dalziel said sure.He has had several wives, so he was utterly unconcerned about Adela's be rape. Moreover, he married the daughter of the Kyle family, so the reputation spread out is not bad at all.So, what's the Leighton family's little winery worth?“Thank you, Mr. Dalziel, thank you, Mr. Dalziel!”Leighton and Marcelo were overjoyed, thanking them non-stop.If that were the case, their family wouldn't go bankrupt, they would earn some money, and their daughter is Jena wouldn
It's been almost seven years, and this shook San Francisco then, but it's long since cooled down.Everyone subconsciously blurts out a sentence when mentioning the name Adela: "Adela is the rich lady who was abused in the past!".But who cares about the man who abused her? To put it bluntly, it's just a tiny, unremarkable character.But now, Jonathan himself admitted it. The rapist who pushed Adela from a wealthy lady to hell is Jonathan!Edgar was also shocked and did not expect Jonathan to…But the next moment, he opened the flag in his stomach and roared: “Mr. Charlie, didn't expect Jonathan to be this type of person. Jonathan at the company is an insult to our M&N fashion! The company should immediately fire him even if Jonathan doesn't resign!""Shut up!"Mr. Charlie came to his senses and looked at Jonathan in disbelief: "Jonathan, how could you...?"He greatly appreciated Jonathan's ability and did not believe that Jonathan was such a person.“It's still a mystery, but it doesn
"I don't think this Jonathan are awake, talking nonsense!"“Dalziel is just a minor character, so that Jonathan can handle him! But the Kyle family isn't that easy to touch!""Don't say the Kyle family, and this is a decision from the Wind & Fire international leader. Can he change it?""Crime is still a criminal!""Mr. Charlie, I saw that this Jonathan knew he couldn't be the general manager of the branch company anymore, so he deliberately lied to damage the company's honor before he left. That's many intrigues! Mr. Charlie, you must stop Jonathan!" Edgar hastily spoke up, not passing the opportunity to blame Jonathan.Mr. Charlie also frowned: "Jonathan, you don't talk nonsense!"No matter what status Jonathan is today, he is currently representing the fashion company M&N. If Jonathan brags and can't do it, then the reputation of M&N fashion will be tarnished."Mr. Charlie, if you believe me, wait a few more minutes. Can't you wait a few minutes?"Jonathan's expression was extremel
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