Devon initiated a significant conversation. "Travis, we need to talk about your stepmother, Bianca. There's something I've observed within my father's underground business operations for Danforth Group. Does the name Gerald Kramer ring a bell?" Devon inquired.Travis furrowed his brow, delving into his memories before nodding in recognition. "Yeah, Gerald Kramer, the man who harbors deep animosity toward my father. I've never quite understood the reason behind their ongoing feud."Devon concurred with a nod. "Exactly. Well, Bianca paid him a visit, and I happened to overhear their conversation. They were discussing plans to bring your father down, and it's a grave situation because Mr. Kramer is fully committed to this scheme. Their intention is to gradually dismantle him."Travis's face contorted with anger upon hearing the revelation. "What? That despicable woman! First, she took my mother's life, and now she's plotting against my father?!""That's precisely why I insisted you retur
Quentin and his father were fraught with concern about their position in the corporate world. With a hint of nervousness in his voice, Quentin shared a thought that had crossed his mind, "Dad, could it be that the chairman of Danforth Group is planning a major reshuffle? It would explain why they chose Bloom Constructions, a lower-tier company, over all the top-tier construction firms in the country.""It's quite possible!" Quentin's father suddenly realized. "Since the new chairman took over, I haven't had an opportunity to visit. I've mentioned it to General Marshall numerous times, but he kept insisting that the new chairman isn't receiving visitors."Quentin's face displayed his concern as he let out a sigh and posed the question once more, "Dad, what can we do in this situation?"His father pondered for a moment before a realization struck him. "Ah, I remember! The Blooms are hosting a banquet tonight, and the memo mentioned that the chairman of Danforth Group will be in attendan
“...Sorry to burst your bubble, but that's nothing more than a lifelong fantasy."Seething with anger, Quentin's frustration reached its boiling point, causing his teeth to clench tightly as he directed a venomous glare at Travis. "You're a complete fool, Travis. Your self-importance will get you nowhere, do you understand? You are utterly incapable of giving her what she desires, but someone like me certainly can."Travis's voice grew colder as his patience wore thin. "It's about time you shut your vulgar mouth. You have no idea what I'm capable of if you continue spewing your filth in front of me."Quentin let out a disdainful huff, a smirk dancing across his face in amusement. "Are you trying to threaten me? You? Ha ha, you insufferable bastard!""It's not a threat, it's a warning," Travis clarified. Just as he was about to walk away, Quentin reached out and used his hand to stop him."Do you honestly think I'll simply let you off the hook after you've dared to threaten me, Travis
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