Recell is a renowned French printing and publishing group, under which there are eight publishing houses, numerous fashion, economic, and science magazines, as well as several subsidiaries related to the film and media industry. Why would the CEO suddenly want him to investigate them? It could be said that the CEO is now a prominent figure in the European and American real estate industry. Could it be that he intends to venture into the cultural sector as well? But before the CEO took his vacation, this wasn't part of the company's plan for the next year, was it?"In three days, I want all the information," Caesar instructed, hanging up the phone before Dina could say more, leaving her stunned for a while."Dina, where's the financial budget report for phase three of the Luxembourg project?" a stern voice broke into her thoughts, bringing her back to reality."My apologies, Vice President, I'll send it to you immediately." Putting her mobile away, Dina replied to Lucia Coes over the i
She swore, just before she left, her phone was perfectly intact.Moreover, the only one who could have done this to her phone was definitely not her daughter. So, it must have been him!Lucia Coes stood up angrily. "Leona, what did you do to my phone?"What could her phone have possibly done to offend him?"Oh, that?" Leona finished wiping their daughter's mouth, stood up, and walked over to her. "Your phone kept ringing nonstop. I saw it was an unfamiliar number, thought it was a prank call, so I answered it and warned him not to call again.""You answered my phone? Who was it?" Though she didn't often store other people's numbers on her phone, this was her private phone. Anyone calling this number was a friend, not a prank caller as he said."Seemed like someone named Brice," he replied nonchalantly."Brice?" Lucia Coes exclaimed, rubbing her forehead.Brice was an important partner who had a very good relationship with their company, and he had dared to answer the call. Who knows w
Leona glanced at her displeased expression and then chuckled, "Are you jealous?"Lucia Coes glared at him, "Are you always this self-centered?""It's not self-centeredness, it's just that your reaction is too obvious," he said, continuing to hang up his clothes. "Shirley and I only have a work relationship, okay?""Only a work relationship, and she's calling you in the middle of the night saying she's waiting for you at a hotel? Please, I'm not a child.""Then what about you and that Brice guy?" he retorted. "Don’t criticize me for such trivial things. That Brice fellow seems pretty shady too.""Oh, Brice? Just like you and Shirley, a business partner. If I wanted to, I could also consider collaborating in bed...""Lucia Coes, you dare?" He snapped, grabbing her chin with enough force to leave red marks on her fair skin.She tried to push him away but couldn't. She wanted to kick him, but her leg was still injured, so she could only glare at him. "What does it matter to you? Who are y
“Jealous, my foot!” She swung her briefcase at him. “Take Mio to school and pick her up in the afternoon.”With that, she walked straight out. Leona grabbed her arm, “Finish breakfast first. I'll take you to the office and then take Mio to school.”“Eric is picking me up today.”Leona's eyes widened, “Who's Eric? Why is he picking you up?”“Eric is my assistant. We're flying to Germany today, okay?”“What? You're going to Germany? Today?” Leona tightened his grip on her shoulders, his voice filled with disbelief. “Why didn’t you tell me?”“Didn’t I just tell you?” This decision was made last minute after the meeting last night.“Why are you only telling me now?” If he hadn't asked, would she have already been in Germany before telling him? “Does Mio know?”“I told her last night.”And he only found out just now! Leona was a bit angry, his grip on her shoulders tightened, “Lucia Coes, you…”“Hey, you’re hurting me. I need to get to the airport early, let go!”“When will you be back?” H
“Madam Abecca Blaicher, can you please explain clearly?” Even if she agreed to marry Leona, what did it have to do with her? And why would she fund their wedding, let alone compare it to Ryo's wedding?“Are you sure you want to hear the truth?” Abecca Blaicher finally got to the point.No kidding. Why would she ask if she didn’t want to know?After finishing the pot of tea, Abecca Blaicher’s story also came to an end.Mio had already fallen asleep in her mother's lap."Ah, it’s been a while since I’ve talked so much. It’s getting late, and my driver must be waiting outside. Leona should be back soon, so I’ll head back to the hotel. If you need anything, just call me. Don’t hesitate.”With that, she picked up her bag and left happily.*****The night in Paris began to drizzle again.Lucia Coes stood with an umbrella at her doorstep, looking out at the empty street. The late-night rain was cold, and there was no one in sight.Why wasn’t he back yet?The sound of an engine approached, a
“Though I know I might not be as gentle and considerate as my older brother, I will try to change!” Even though he really didn’t want to mention his older brother at this moment, as it was a thorn in both their hearts, he couldn’t avoid it.In the past, hearing this would have surely made Lucia Coes angry and upset, but now, it didn’t hurt as much as before.She smirked, “Who’s your older brother?”Leona paused, then understood and pinched her cheek, “Are you teasing me?”As for what Madam Abecca Blaicher had said to her last night, they both tacitly chose not to mention it.But they couldn't avoid it forever; they would have to discuss it eventually.“You want to scold me.”“Scold you for what?”“For leaving my daughter with a stranger while you went off to get drunk.”“She’s not a stranger; she’s…” He let go of her and turned his head, feeling a bit embarrassed.“If you dare leave my daughter with her, then what are you afraid of?”“Who said I was afraid?” He reluctantly faced her.
“Big news? What’s happening?” Monica asked, looking up with curiosity.“Susan is being transferred back to France.”“What? So suddenly?” Monica was surprised. There hadn’t been any hint of this before.“I heard the one taking over is a handsome French guy.”Monica chuckled, “Well, you better prepare yourself. If the handsome guy isn’t married yet, you should make a move quickly.”“How can I say anything before I even see him? What if he has a girlfriend?”“That’s no problem, you just have to win him over!” another colleague teased.“With her flat figure, winning him over would be a miracle.”“Hey, Annie, don’t underestimate others. By the way, have you reached a C-cup yet?”The editorial department was lively from early in the morning.“Enough chit-chat, let’s gather for a meeting,” the editor-in-chief sternly called from his office.Today’s meeting was about next month’s plan, deciding who would be the main feature for their popular “Focus on Personalities” segment, which was always
Monica couldn't help but feel a bit angry, wondering if she was being intentionally bullied for being new. Furthermore, her role as a manuscript editor did not include scheduling interviews. However, her superior had given her a task, and she had no choice but to comply.Annie, sitting nearby, turned around with a sympathetic look. "It's just natural for women to be envious. Who told you to be so beautiful? And younger than her too? More importantly, who told you to be unlucky enough to end up as her subordinate, making her see you every day and get jealous?""I'm sure that's not it. She's much prettier than I am," Monica responded, thinking about how Paula Joukanen was a stunning, confident woman. She had met many women like Paula before—first it was Joy, and then Lucia Coes—each more captivating and commanding than Paula Joukanen. But she kept these thoughts to herself."You and she aren't the same type, so you can't compare yourselves. Her beauty is dazzling, while yours is gentle