In the evening, the event started at a five-star hotel. The event looked festive, considering Mr. Sawn invited many business colleagues.Just as they were about to exchange rings, Gibson's mother Ana stopped the engagement. Even canceling the engagement just like that. Although Sherly's father was absent due to overseas medical treatment, Ana still recognized Sherly's figure.Mr. Sawn looked angry and opposed Gibson's mother. But Ana said that she would not approve of her son getting married if the candidate was none other than Sherly. The party was dismissed unceremoniously, Ana told everyone to leave.After the guests left, the room was now only filled with Gibson, Mr. Sawn, Ana, Dixon, Sherly and an assistant Sherly. Mr. Sawn was insistent and asked about Ana's embarrassing attitude. Instead of responding to Mr. Sawn, Ana focused on Sheryl.Ana asked Sherly with a displeased look, "What's really going on, Sherly? What were your intentions in getting engaged to Gibson? I'm sure that
"We, as the company, are compelled to make the decision that has been clearly stated in the letter. During the investigation period until we find accurate and valid evidence, Mr. Gibson will have to be put on temporary leave."Gibson Altarkan, a man with a neat and clean shirt clinging to his body, blinked his eyes a few times.The words he had just heard with his own ears felt utterly unbelievable to him.How could it be? He was about to receive a termination letter directly from his boss."I sincerely apologize, sir. However, I cannot accept this letter at all. Shouldn't I receive a more thorough explanation about the reasons behind this termination letter?" Gibson said, attempting to defend himself.Because at that moment, he didn't feel guilty at all. He didn't even have any wrongdoing, but for some reason, his boss accused him with such a statement.The boss remained silent, massaging his temples, which seemed to be throbbing with pain after hearing Gibson's demand for an explana
Gibson left his office feeling shattered. His thoughts were scattered, blurring the lines between right and wrong."What should I do?!" Gibson asked himself, frustration evident in his tone."Damn it! Why does all of this have to happen? Why her of all people?! I never even imagined she would go as far as to pin the blame on me like this."Gibson raked his hair in frustration. He had truly been foolish to trust that despicable man so much.He sat down at the roadside, letting the sounds of passing vehicles dominate his ears.For a while, Gibson just daydreamed until he felt his phone vibrating and ringing in his trouser pocket.He took out his phone, looking at the name of the person responsible for the ringing."Doctors?" Gibson mumbled, staring at his phone.Gibson then walked a little forward. Trying to find a place where it wouldn't be too noisy to make it difficult for him to hear the sentence that the Doctor where his mother was being treated would say.The man then picked up th
Gibson's heart raced as he stood there, shocked, absorbing the sounds from behind his room. His wife, Kiara, was laughing with a man inside. Anger and disbelief surged through Gibson. Without hesitation, he burst through the door, his emotions unfiltered. Luckily, the bedroom door wasn't locked, so Gibson easily stormed in. A nauseating sight lay before Gibson, something he had never imagined. "What's happening here, Kiara?" Gibson's voice quivered with a mix of pain and anger. Kiara's laughter subsided as she turned to face her husband, her eyes widening in surprise. On the other hand, Hans appeared startled but quickly composed himself. "Gibson, I can explain," Kiara began, her voice trembling. "Explain? What is there to explain?" Gibson's voice grew louder, his patience wearing thin. He glanced toward the man who was now beginning to dress after an intimate encounter with his wife. "Mr. Manager?" Gibson stared in disbelief at what lay before him, but the words from Mr. Man
Gibson gazed at the long road ahead, leading him to the hospital with a sense of anxiety. The burden weighing on his chest felt like the weight of the world, especially when he thought about his mother's hospitalization.The cost of his mother's surgery was enormous, and his wallet was nearly empty. In his desperation, he pondered how he could gather money quickly."I have to figure out a way to get money as soon as possible. My mother's health is much more important than my pain over Kiara's betrayal," Gibson clenched his fists, determination firmly planted in his heart and mind.Gibson continued his journey towards the hospital. Knowing he didn't have much money, he chose a quiet shortcut by the river, where its tranquility mirrored the peace of a poet who disliked lingering in crowds."I need to get to the hospital quickly," Gibson mumbled again as he strode with his long strides. His face was filled with worry.But it seems fate has a strange way of playing. While continuing to wa
The atmosphere remained silent as the men locked eyes with Gibson, who seemed to have just awakened from a long slumber. His gaze emitted a myriad of burning anger."What should we do?""We can't retreat just like that. The young master will surely punish us.""In that case, let's confront him head-on. After all, there are more of us, while he's alone.""Alright, some of the guys attack that scoundrel, and the rest bring the woman."The men sounded like they were both questioning and strategizing for their next move.In the frozen moment of tension, the men, with eyes full of anger and ill intent, prepared to initiate the fight. Some of them were even readying themselves to approach the trembling beautiful woman.However, amidst this uncertainty, like a lightning bolt tearing through the sky, Gibson rose with a firm and resolute stance."Stop!" Gibson exclaimed, his voice echoing throughout the area.As fast as lightning, Gibson leaped towards the woman, creating a solid barrier betwe
"Yes. My mother."Gibson fell silent. He felt a blow seeing his mother's condition. Amidst it all, Calista decided to invite Gibson to sit outside."Why do you seem so worried?" Calista asked, her eyes full of concern.Gibson pondered for a moment before sighing heavily, "I'm facing a problem.""What problem?" Calista inquired, genuinely interested in Gibson's life. "If you need a friend to share with, I'm ready to be that friend to share your problems, Gibson.""We've just met. It doesn't feel quite right for me to tell you my problems," Gibson looked distant."It's okay. Just tell me. Who knows, I might have a solution," Calista tried to reassure the hesitant Gibson.Gibson looked at Calista and then scanned her from head to toe. He looked at her attire, which seemed quite expensive. For a moment, an inaccurate thought crossed his mind, but luckily his sanity quickly returned."I... I'm having financial problems. I was just fired from my job and my mother needs surgery urgently, but
Gibson was contemplating everything that had happened in his life in just a matter of hours. He had to weigh the pros and cons of Calista's offer. Regardless, his life was about to intersect with the world of black business.Ddrrrttt... Ddrrrttt...Gibson grabbed his phone and saw his sister's name on the screen. He clenched his fist and finally found his answer."So, what do you think?" Calista asked again gently, her eyes filled with hope, fixed on Gibson.Gibson smiled thinly. "This plan is crazy, Calista. But it seems like it might work."Calista smiled with relief, like the sun finally breaking through dark clouds. "So, you agree, Gibson?"Gibson nodded. "I agree. We'll enter a contract marriage. I'll pretend to be your husband and protect you, Calista. But I want this agreement to be our secret.""Of course, Gibson. My father could kill me if he found out about this plan. I really don't want to be engaged to the man he chose," Calista revealed."Will you introduce me to your fat