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
“It turned out this is President Connor. What an honor! Please take the front seat!" old lady Kyle reacted, then hurriedly extended her hand.Aubrey Connor, without a change of expression, glanced at Vera.She smiled slightly. Every gesture exuded the aura of a strong girl power."Looks like Mrs. Kyle doesn't understand what I mean. So I repeat, now, all Wind & Fire collaborations in San Francisco are in charge of me. Dante James is out!"Old lady Kyle seemed to realize something, immediately pretended to be confused, and said: "It's all the same, so is the cooperation with Director Vera!"“Not the same!”Vera did not show any respect, immediately turned around, and walked to Jonathan in front of everyone watching.She looked around and then slowly said clearly and coherently: "From now on, which company Wind & Fire cooperates with who will be led by Mr. Jonathan Wang and free to decide!”What!Everyone looked hard to believe. Since when does a big company like Wind & Fire treat partn
In the afternoon, several hours had passed after the party at the Big Bang Hotel ended.In the room, Leighton was walking around: "Haizz, why hasn't Adela come back, nor did she answer the phone, what happened?""Leighton, don't talk nonsense. Adela, how can something happen? Our Adela is noble. Live a long life!""That's right. Haizz, I didn't expect Adela to have luck, event that year not only didn't make her miserable again, but she got such a huge fortune! Sister, us family is rich!"Mrs. Sienna heard this couple juggling and felt annoyed, so she said: "You two go home. I'm distraught right now."How could Leighton go like back? So he sat next to Mrs. Sienna sitting on the sofa: "Sister, I have investigated, and the total assets of Wind & Fire international company are up to ten billion dollars. Ten percent of Adela is equivalent to one billion dollars! Now they need to find Adela so she can sign the document immediately! If Jonathan regrets it, we won't get anything!""That's rig
Two days later. Jonathan and Adela meet at a tea house. Although it's only been two days, Jonathan feels like it's been three years, and he misses her so much. "Adela, you look so worn out!" Jonathan was heartbroken. "Don't you think I should be rosy and radiant because you have given me a huge fortune!" Adela looked straight at Jonathan. Jonathan shook his head: "I don't think so!" Adela laughed, took a sip of her tea, and then said confidently: "Jonathan, I see what you mean. But sorry, I can't take the shares of Wind & Fire International!" "Why?" "Don't you feel that suddenly giving me such a large fortune is an insult and contempt for me! Wouldn't it prove that you raped me that year is right if I took it? Is this the right thing? I have to be grateful to you now, am I right?" Adela didn't know if this explanation made sense, but this was the most accurate thought in her heart. "Adela, I want to make you have a better life!" Jonathan hastily explained. But Adela wants to
Orla sat on a wooden bench under a big tree in the park, beautifully dressed. Compared to the thick makeup of the past, Orla's makeup is lighter now, looking more natural and more beautiful.Her jet-black hair is tied with a blue hairband.Seeing Jonathan, Orla smiled and stood up: "Jonathan, I'm here!"When she saw that Jonathan was a little stunned, she gave a smug smile to her heart. That previous years, Jonathan didn't like women who wore flamboyant makeup and wanted her to dress simple.At that time, she often tried to suppress the hatred in her heart to dress like that for Jonathan to see to make him happy.But now she feels it's pretty reasonable to dress like this."Orla, what are you up to again?"But Orla was disappointed. Jonathan's eyes didn't stay for long and quickly returned to normal. He even lit a cigarette. Formerly, Jonathan would never have smoked in front of her before."No, I just wanted to meet you! Jonathan, come here and sit down, didn't you like to ask me to
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Jonathan didn't know where to go, so he went straight to the ABC kindergarten, then hid in the back wall of the Curtis classroom, quietly watching Curtis learning to draw through the window."Mr. Wang isn't busy today? Why is he coming to the nursery so early?" Laura suddenly stepped forward.Jonathan turned around and smiled: "Yes, today there is nothing to do, so come a little early.""Oh? Is Mr. Wang satisfied with our nursery?"Jonathan nodded: "Very satisfied."Although ABC kindergarten is not an aristocratic kindergarten, the equipment and learning environment is good."Mr. Wang satisfied is good. That's right, I still can't thank Mr. Wang for that day!""How's that boy named Rider?" Jonathan asked."The boy has already transferred schools."After all, the boy was a student in her class who changed schools because of that, and when it came to Laura's face was still a bit annoyed."That's right, Mr. Wang, and you rarely have free time today afte
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