The living room was lavishly decorated and meticulously maintained by Emily Rey Duncan-William, exuding an air of wealth and elegance. Yet, no one in her family appreciated her efforts or skill in decorating, as everyone was tense, awaiting the chairman’s arrival.Seated on an opulent sofa were Vivian and Lucretia, both visibly nervous. Across from them, on another equally luxurious sofa, sat Fermina William, looking stern and annoyed. Others stood in corners, whispering to each other or busy on their phones.The only one visibly moving was Gerald William, who was pacing by the fireplace.“Gerald, sit down. You'll wear a hole in the carpet,” Jesse, his wife, said.“I can't help it. God knows what Gregory is talking about with Father,” Gerald replied grimly.“Is there something you need to worry about?” Jesse asked, though she already knew what her husband was anxious about.She had taken Gregory’s advice to monitor her husband and was beyond shocked by what she discovered, yet she had
The news of Gregory William’s new role in selecting the next head of the William Group spread rapidly. Media outlets scrambled for more details, and the public grew increasingly interested, with some suspecting it was merely a ploy for election propaganda.Meanwhile, the person behind the chaos was enjoying leisurely time at a bar, meeting up with friends.Marcus Xu lounged in a high-end bar, the dim lighting and sleek decor providing a stark contrast to the tumultuous atmosphere back at Aurora.He clinked glasses with a few close friends, their laughter and chatter blending with the ambient music.“Cheers to your career!” Peter toasted, raising his glass with a grin.“To stardom!” Marcus replied with a smirk, clinking his glass against Peter's, relishing the moment.“You've really outdone yourself this time, Marcus,” said Hannah, shaking her head in amusement. “The whole city will know about you. Did you catch the news?”“Just wait until my web series airs; you’ll see more of my grea
The woman in the bar pouted her lips, clearly expecting Marcus to mean a kiss on the lips. However, her eyes widened in shock when Marcus clarified, "I meant I'd apologize by kissing your feet."Peter and Hannah, panicking, rushed to stop Marcus."No, no, Marcus, you don't have to do that!" Peter exclaimed, grabbing Marcus by the arm.“But her dress is obviously pricey. We can’t afford that,” Marcus said.“This is the reason why we shouldn't have come here! We don't belong in this place!”"Wait, stop! That's unnecessary!" the woman said, her voice wavering as she put a hand on Marcus's chest to halt him. "I have plenty of dresses. This one isn't worth all this trouble," she added, glancing nervously at the people around them."We're really sorry about the spill. We'll be more careful next time," Peter said with a sigh of relief.Hannah, equally relieved, nodded vigorously. "Yes, please forgive us. It was an accident."The woman ignored Peter and Hannah, as her attention was all on Mar
Marcus walked through the streets, deeply embarrassed by how he looked and smelled. He hid his face with his jacket as he rushed toward the nearest bathhouse."How childish. He did this to me just because I approached him? I didn't even challenge him or anything,” he grumbled. “Pablo, you made a huge mistake. I'll give you nightmares for throwing filth at me."Inwardly, he seethed with anger, the night's events reminding him of Pablo Rusto's betrayal. Pablo had sided with Reyster during their university days, abandoning Marcus when he needed a friend the most."That f*cking traitor," he spat under his breath.As he hurried along, memories flooded back.He recalled the days when he and Pablo had been close, sharing dreams and aspirations. But everything changed when Reyster and his gang started targeting Marcus. Instead of standing by him, Pablo joined the bullies, enjoying the newfound popularity it brought him."I heard he got into Magic Entertainment because of Reyster. Is this the
Jesse insisted on accompanying Marcus, her fingers tracing delicate patterns on his cheek. Despite his discomfort, Marcus couldn't help but notice the concern in her eyes."Is she pitying me? She’s blatantly looking down on me while she’s this drunk," he wondered, considering how Jesse had witnessed all the pathetic things that happened to him tonight."I'll be your comfort," Jesse said with a smile."No need to feel bad for me. I’m fine.""Oh gosh! You shouldn't be used to people threatening you like that! It’s frustrating!""Seriously, Jesse, you don't have to do this," Marcus said, gently taking her hand away from his face. "I'll be fine."Jesse pouted, her eyes sparkling with feigned inebriation. "But I'm worried about you. It's not safe for you to be alone after everything that happened tonight.""Jesse, you should really go home and rest. It’s late." Marcus sighed, realizing Jesse wasn’t going to leave him alone easily."But I don’t want to be alone tonight. And I really do enjo
Marcus couldn’t resist any longer. The heat between them grew unbearable, and despite his better judgment, he gave in to the temptation. The night became a blur of passion and urgency as Marcus and Jesse surrendered to their desires.He knew it was wrong, but at that moment, he gave in to the temptation, compounded by the effect of alcohol.When he woke up in the morning, the first rays of sunlight filtered through the thin curtains, casting a soft glow on Jesse’s sleeping form.“Oh f*ck,” Marcus muttered.Reality hit him like a punch to the gut. He sat up, his head in his hands, feeling the weight of his actions crash down on him. He had crossed a line that couldn’t be uncrossed.“Marcus Xu, what have you done?” he told himself, slapping his cheeks lightly. “I am still nothing. I haven't built my foundation strong yet. What if she suddenly sues me or controls me with what happened last night?”Jesse stirred beside him, her eyes fluttering open.She looked at him with a sleepy smile,
Marcus completed the contract that would protect him and his career in case Jesse had any ill intentions. He handed it to her and nervously watched her read it."We can change it if it doesn't suit you," Marcus said hesitantly, unable to discern any reaction from her face."Hmm, it's fine. You wrote this well. Very detailed and... considerate," Jesse said calmly, signing the paper before putting it in her bag. She admired how Marcus had crafted a fair contract. "I'll have my lawyer notarize it. I'll send you a copy once it's done. Also, you don't have to worry about confidentiality.""Thank you so much. You should call someone to pick you up here too.""I will. Hmm... hasn't Magic Entertainment given you a better place to stay?"Jesse sat comfortably in the creaky chair, finally taking in the state of Marcus's apartment now that she could divert her attention from his handsomeness."We have a dorm to stay in. It's much better and bigger than this, but I can't take you there. I'm sorry
Marcus felt a surge of anger and frustration. The unfairness of it all made his blood boil. His fists clenched at his sides as he tried to contain his rage."Steal his sponsors? How am I supposed to do that? I come from a poor background," he said bitterly, his curiosity piqued despite his anger. He couldn't help but listen to Jesse, who seemed so confident in her plan.Jesse leaned in, her eyes gleaming with determination. "You can do it, Marcus. I'll be your first sponsor," she revealed, her voice steady and reassuring. "I believe in your talent and potential. I'll use my influence to bring more wealthy individuals to support you."Marcus stared at her, his mind racing. "You'd do that for me?" he asked, a mix of disbelief and hope in his voice."Yes," she replied firmly. "I see something special in you, Marcus. With the right backing, you can rise above all this. Pablo's sponsors won't stand a chance against the combined support I can gather for you."Jesse's unwavering confidence i