The remaining onlookers in the crowd were taken aback by the dramatic turn of events. Quentin, having answered the call, suddenly dropped to his knees before Travis, the son-in-law of the Bloom family. The scene left everyone in awe and curiosity.Travis, looking down at Quentin with a contemptuous smile, leaned in slightly and spoke in a low, icy voice: "I gave you a choice, but you made the wrong decision."Quentin's head shook frantically, his heart pounding in his chest. "I understand, Sir. I know I was terribly mistaken, and I sincerely apologize to you. I am kneeling here, begging for your forgiveness, Sir. Please, I implore you to save my family! I am deeply sorry. I never intended to meddle with you or Joanna, and I swear I have never laid a hand on her. You are right, I wouldn't dare to. I fabricated the stories about helping her with the Danforth Group cooperation. I beg you, please find it in your heart to forgive me and spare my family!"Quentin, with his head still bowed,
As Quentin rushed out of the hall, William and Allison arrived accompanied by William's friend and his fiancée, Melanie Lane. William’s friend was a distinguished young man, dressed in an exquisite black tuxedo and donning a Patek Philippe watch on his wrist—a clear indication of his affluent background.This young man was Ezekiel Sinclair, the son of Bastien Sinclair and the CEO of his father's company, Luminary Holdings.On their way to enter the hall, they crossed paths with Quentin, prompting William to inquire urgently, "Quentin, what's happening? I've heard rumors about something affecting your family. Is it true? What's wrong?"Quentin pushed him away in despair, his voice trembling with anger and frustration. "It's all your fault, you bastard!" He then began muttering to himself, seemingly lost in his own thoughts. "It's all over. It's all over. It's all over."Confused and concerned, William asked, "What are you talking about? What did I do? I don't remember doing anything to
Madame Alice and Ashley swiftly approached Joanna upon spotting her, their expressions filled with urgency. Ashley wasted no time in delivering the news that had sent shockwaves through the media, saying, "Joanna, have you heard the recent bombshell? Mellon Marine has gone completely bankrupt!"Joanna's eyes widened in disbelief as she responded, "What?! How did that happen? When did it happen?""Just now, Joanna!" Madame Alice chimed in, her tone tinged with disappointment. "I had hoped that once you divorced Travis, you could find solace with Quentin in the future. But now, it seems there's nothing left to witness."Travis couldn't help but feel a sense of dejection as he listened to his mother-in-law's words. It was amusing how they underestimated him. He knew he was the best son-in-law they could ever have, even if they were blind to see it.Zeke's eyes lit up upon seeing Madame Alice. "I can tell you're the mother of this beauty, am I correct? My name is Ezekiel Sinclair. I must
In the midst of everyone's astonishment, Travis gradually stood up, commanding the undivided attention of the entire banquet hall.Madame Alice, filled with fear, exclaimed in a hasty tone, "Travis, have you lost your manners? What are you doing? Sit back down!"It seemed as though he was oblivious to the gravity of the occasion! With numerous influential figures in attendance, none of them had dared to rise from their seats. Did Travis, perceived as a mediocre son-in-law, truly believe that the spotlight was meant for him in this moment?The attendees exchanged subtle glances, silently contemplating, "Could he truly be the chairman of the Danforth Group?"However, they swiftly dismissed the idea. "It's inconceivable. If he were indeed the chairman of Danforth, would Madame Alice scold him in such a manner?" they reasoned silently."Enough with this nonsense! Sit down where you belong!" William bellowed from the stage, his expression darkening.Unfazed by William's outburst, Travis lo
In the midst of the unfolding events, Ezekiel noticed that Joanna hadn't gone far. She sat huddled in a secluded corner adjacent to the hotel, her tears flowing unabated.Approaching her with gentle steps, Ezekiel removed his coat and draped it around her, shielding her from the chill. He settled himself before her, his voice tender and comforting, "A beauty like you shouldn't be made to shed tears, Ms. Joanna. Who dares to bring sorrow to such a radiant soul?"Joanna blinked, her tear-filled eyes meeting his, surprise flickering within them. "Mr. Sinclair, why... why are you here?" she inquired, her voice filled with genuine curiosity.Ezekiel smiled warmly, his concern evident in his eyes, as he replied, "I saw you in distress and felt compelled to reach out. It's because I care, you see. If you're open to it, would you mind sharing your troubles with me?"Joanna sighed deeply, her voice tinged with frustration as she poured her heart out, desperately needing a listening ear. "It's
As the attendees regathered in the banquet hall, Madame Emma grasped Joanna’s hand firmly upon the stage. With a warm gesture, she apologized, "I deeply apologize for my earlier actions. It was my mistake. In reality, it is thanks to Joanna that we find ourselves in this fortunate position. She is truly an exceptional descendant of the Bloom family. The successful cooperation between Bloom Constructions and Danforth is a testament to Joanna’s tremendous efforts."General Manager Marshall, standing beside Madame Emma, observed her with a hint of disdain. Waving her hand to halt any further speech, General Manager Marshall intervened, stating, "Allow me to make a clarification. Mrs. Danforth contributions go beyond mere efforts. This collaboration is a result of her exceptional abilities and her individual power. It has no association with anyone else."While General Manager Marshall’s remark was undeniably impolite, the attendees had grown accustomed to her demeanor. As a figure of gre
Travis pulled up to Mainville in a luxurious Rolls-Royce Phantom, a generous gift from Frederick Marshall upon hearing of Travis's visit to his hometown.His first stop was the Golden Tower, managed by his supposed brother, Edwin. Travis pondered for a moment, contemplating whether to enter the establishment or divert his attention elsewhere, perhaps to visit his friends or even his father.Just as he was mulling over his options, Travis's phone rang, displaying Devon's name on the screen. He answered the call and greeted, "Hello.""Travis, have you arrived?" Devon inquired immediately.Travis acknowledged Devon's response with a nod. "Yeah, I'm in front of the Golden Tower," he confirmed, noticing a security guard approaching him with an aggressive demeanor."Travis is here?! Oh my goodness, Travis is here?!" Annabeth's voice exclaimed excitedly from the other end of the line."It appears you're with Anna," Travis remarked, his attention divided as the security guard continued to ins
Travis firmly closed the door, leaving the guard on the other side. His eyes shifted to the woman who was hastily fixing her disheveled attire, while Edwin seethed with rage.With her gaze lowered, the woman hastily made her way towards the door, but Travis firmly held his ground, preventing the lady from escaping past him. He looked directly at her, his expression serious and commanding.The woman, Diana, mustered up the courage to speak, though her voice trembled slightly. “Excuse me, Sir,” she pleaded, her eyes still avoiding Travis’s gaze.Edwin, seething with anger, lashed out, “You don’t have to be like that, Diana. Whoever this bastard is, he will be fired immediately! Come back here!” Edwin’s eyes were fixed on Diana, his anger palpable.Diana swallowed nervously and reluctantly returned to Edwin's side.Travis chuckled in disbelief, finding amusement in the situation. "Well, well, Edwin. It seems you've grown some courage. You want to fire me?"Edwin finally looked up and met