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Joanna stood in awe, gazing at the gown with admiration. "Travis, this gown is absolutely stunning! You really didn’t have to go through all this trouble!” she exclaimed, her face beaming with pleasure."I wanted you to shine at the event, and this gown is the perfect choice for you," Travis explained, silently hoping she wouldn't inquire about its cost.As Joanna absorbed the beauty of the gown, her expression shifted to one of contemplation when she settled on the bed, a hint of sadness clouding her face. "I can’t help but feel unwelcome there. By now, news of my disownment must have spread. I won't even get the credit; it will be the Blooms who benefit. It's so disheartening."Travis, understanding her sentiment, nodded in empathy. "That’s their specialty—taking credit for others’ accomplishments. Despite that, I’m confident you’ll be more than welcome. General Manager Marshall recognized your talents before, and I believe that recognition still stands.”A hopeful gleam returned to
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The Trillionaire Elevation Event unfolded at an opulent hotel in Grove City, a move orchestrated by Travis that undoubtedly stirred discontent among those commuting from Mainville City, the core of the Danforth Group.The guest list comprised elites from various cities and countries, each arriving in a procession of luxurious cars. Distinguished men and women adorned in their finest garments approached the venue, where vigilant guards at the entrance scrutinized credentials to ensure only the invited gained access.Bianca, accompanied by her son and Leon, made a grand entrance in their sleek cars. Simultaneously, Gerald Kramer made his entrance and greeted Leon with a congratulatory gesture. “This is truly a milestone, isn’t it? Congratulations, brother,” he remarked, extending his hand.Leon, seemingly contemplative, regarded him for a moment, sighed, and then proceeded into the venue, Edwin trailing behind.Curiosity lingered as Gerald, speaking in hushed tones, queried Bianca, “Do
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The grand event unfolded in a lavish hall, bathed in dim light and adorned with glittering chandeliers. General Manager Marshall, accompanied by Devon at his side, took center stage to extend a warm welcome to the distinguished guests. The atmosphere was charged with anticipation, as paparazzi eagerly awaited the revelation of the mysterious chairman.Madame Emma beamed with pride as the Bloom family garnered recognition. Amidst the crowd, a collective curiosity swirled to identify the elusive Danforths. Leon Danforth, a figure of intrigue, finally emerged, his presence evoking a wave of whispers and glances.“There he is, the one in the picture,” exclaimed an excited Allison, her gaze wandering to pinpoint the identity of the new chairman. “I’m not sure about the new chairman, though. The man beside him is Edwin Cooper, the son of Leon Danforth’s concubine.”“Well, well, Allison, you seem to be quite informed,” William quipped, adding a touch of mockery to his tone.Allison scoffed
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The atmosphere in the crowd shifted, and a skeptical voice rang out, “Is this some sort of joke?” Eyes narrowed in disbelief as the supposed chairman, veiled behind a black face mask, made his entrance.Jonathan, wearing a frown of perplexity, remarked, “This is absurd. Why the insistence on hiding from the media? There’s something not right here.”Gerald exchanged a glance with Bianca, a chuckle escaping him as he shook his head in amused disbelief. “In the end, he's such a child,” he muttered to himself, his expression filled with mocking anticipation. He waited for what Travis had to say because he sure as hell had some explanation to give to the public.As the bewildered and entertained expressions of the crowd intensified, Travis, clearing his throat, adopted a deeper voice to declare, “Ladies and gentlemen, distinguished guests, welcome to the Trillionaire Elevation Gala!”A collective stare fell upon him; it was the first time many had heard his voice, leaving them even more i
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Travis felt an intense surge of frustration, his hands itching to seize the intrusive camera and hurl it against the wall. Despite the provocation, he resisted the temptation, opting to maintain a semblance of composure. Shielding his face with gritted teeth, he countered the reporter’s accusations, “You got it all wrong. I'm not who you're saying I am.”The reporter, undeterred, vehemently dismissed Travis’ denial, clutching his camera protectively. “Lies!” he exclaimed with conviction. “Why wouldn’t you deny it, huh? After all, you don’t want anyone to find out the truth, right?”Travis shook his head, determined to navigate the situation with caution. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’ve been in here for a while and just came out. I’m not sure if you’ve heard of the live-in son-in-law of the Bloom family. That’s me.” it pained Travis to say that but at the moment, it served as a necessary diversion to shield his true identity.The reporter, brows furrowed in confusion, exc
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Travis encountered Kevin near an elegant car, cautiously scanning his surroundings before approaching. "I wasn't aware you were invited," Travis remarked.Kevin nonchalantly responded, “I’m friends with Devon, obviously. Besides, I don’t usually attend events like this. I'm here to update you on our last conversation," With those words, he popped open his car, retrieving a document that bore an air of confidentiality. "This is a classified case, and I shouldn't be sharing this information with you..." he paused before handing over the envelope.Accepting the envelope, Travis pulled out a portion of a document revealing a man's face, identified by facial recognition. "Kevin added, “That’s the identity of the driver responsible for the accident. However, he’s no longer among the living. He's deceased.”Travis, taken aback, fixed a gaze of disbelief upon Kevin. “What? He’s dead.”Kevin affirmed with a solemn nod, "According to the report, he died five days after being confined to priso
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Upon Madame Emma’s return to the sanctuary of her home, a palpable wave of frustration and disbelief engulfed her. In a fit of raw emotion, she flung her handbag against the wall, unleashing a guttural scream that echoed through the corridors. Amidst the chaos, she demanded answers, her voice laden with a mixture of anguish and rage. “What the hell just happened?! Someone, tell me what the hell just happened?!”Matthew, sensing the escalating tension and genuine concern etched across his face, cautiously stepped forward. “Mom, please, you need to calm down. We wouldn’t want you to have another stroke.”“That wasn't my question!” Her wrath diverted in his direction as she dismissed his plea with a wave of her hand, still consumed by the tempest of emotions. Running her hands through her hair in a gesture reminiscent of someone who had lost everything, she continued her tirade. “How did such a thing happen?! We were invited for recognition, right?! The event was postponed for the sa
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Larry’s intimidating demeanor resonated with Jonathan, fulfilling the precise aura he sought in a collaborator for this audacious plan.Recognizing that only a rugged individual like Larry Roberts could effectively dismantle Joanna’s project, Jonathan couldn’t help but revel in the satisfaction of securing such a formidable ally.Displaying a contented smile, Jonathan acknowledged Larry’s assertive presence, saying, “I appreciate your domineering approach. Consider the job yours. I’ll transfer five million upfront, and the remaining five once it’s successfully done.”Larry responded with a hearty laugh, lifting his glass in a toast, “To our success!”In sync, Jonathan raised his glass, and they sealed their agreement with a toss, the clink of glass echoing the commencement of a covert operation that could alter the trajectory of Joanna’s ambitions.Jonathan smirked as he sipped his drink, already seeing the success of his plans.The following day ushered in a different tone, as Travis