Chapter 81As he leaned forward in his chair, his eyes fixed on her, he inquired sharply, “Did we get another offer, or have some companies expressed interest in collaborating or hiring our newly built models?” She shook her head, her demeanor firm and resolute.Pursing his lips in a mix of frustration and curiosity, he pressed, “Then what is it, if not that?” Hearing the gentle chime of her laughter, he raised an eyebrow, puzzled by her response.A playful twinkle danced in her eyes as she teased, “Are you suggesting that I’m deliberately evading you?” Unable to resist the magnetic pull of his gaze, she studied his face intently, captivated by his intensity.“Why would I avoid you? You’re my personal assistant, and we interact regularly. We even share the same living space. How is that possible?” he questioned, feigning ignorance of her intentions.Interrupting before she could offer an explanation, he continued, “I believe it’s crucial to maintain professional boundaries and separat
As Betty left the office, he couldn't help but feel a rush of mixed emotions. With a hesitant smile playing on his lips, he nervously reflected on the sudden kiss he had just shared with her. The moment was undeniably awkward, but he found a sense of pride in his bold move. Despite the uncertainty of the situation, he felt a glimmer of hope that this unexpected gesture might bridge the gap between them.Betty's stubborn nature had often posed a challenge for him, her discernment only adding to his frustration. But in that instant of impulsive affection, he dared to believe that he could break through her walls and forge a deeper connection. As he mulled over the moment in his mind, a sense of determination settled within him. Perhaps this bold move was the catalyst needed to finally make her see him in a different light.As Bryan attempted to push aside the swirling thoughts that consumed his mind, he sought solace in distractions, yet found himself unable to fully escape the memory o
As she walked away, his heart sank with each step she took, disappearing into the horizon. The sunlight caught the glint of tears in her eyes, a painful reflection of his own inner turmoil. The weight of his decision hung heavy in the air, a silent acknowledgment of the love he had reluctantly released. The empty space she left behind echoed with the haunting memory of her laughter, a bittersweet reminder of what could have been. He stood there, a solitary figure against the fading light, a silent witness to the beginning of the end. In that moment, he realized that sometimes love means letting go, even when every fiber of his being screamed out in protest. And so, with a heavy heart and a deep sense of loss, he watched her disappear into the world, a part of him forever intertwined with her departing footsteps.Fueled by a mixture of anger and determination, he muttered under his breath, "But not someone like Liam's, he's a scum." His steps quickened as he made his way to his room t
He knew that maintaining his hard-earned reputation was crucial, so he made sure to stay vigilant and ready to intervene if necessary. His frustration grew as he observed them together, clenching his fists in an effort to control his anger.As the clouds darkened and the threat of rain loomed, he realized he had to protect her. Despite not being romantically involved, the close bond between their fathers compelled him to act as a brother would, ensuring her safety in the impending storm.As the rain intensified, he remained steadfast in his position, unaffected by the downpour. Observing that the date had concluded without any questionable behavior, he began to question his initial doubts about Liam. Perhaps he had misjudged him. Could it be that she was right and Liam was indeed the one who could make her happy? The realization lingered in his thoughts as he watched them part ways in the rain-soaked setting.After finally giving in to the defeat, he came to the realization that he ha
Chapter 85After hearing his harsh words, she felt a deep sadness wash over her, but in a moment of vulnerability, she mustered the courage to speak up. "Please, don't hang up on me," she implored with a quiver in her voice. "I know I may not be the first choice in your eyes, but please understand that I love you with all my heart. I am willing to do whatever it takes to make things right, to make us work, if only you could find it in your heart to forgive the mistakes of our past." The desperation in her tone was palpable, a plea for understanding and a chance at redemption. And in that moment, as the weight of his words hung heavy in the air, she hoped against hope for a glimmer of compassion to pierce through his hardened exterior.After his indifferent words pierced her heart, she felt a wave of insecurity and longing sweep over her. The silence that followed his dismissive statement seemed to stretch on for an eternity, filled with unspoken pain and unfulfilled hopes. With a voic
Chapter 85As he emerged from the steamy bathroom, the lingering question of why Betty, his faithful PA, hadn't contacted him weighed on his mind. Quickly drying off with a fluffy towel, he dashed to his opulent dressing room. Amid racks of finely tailored clothing, he selected a sophisticated dark royal blue suit, pairing it with matching-tinted shoes. Satisfied with his reflection in the mirror, he strode out, every detail of his attire impeccably coordinated for the day ahead.He made his way through the spacious house, heading to fetch his suitcase before venturing into the garage. Upon entering the living room, he was surprised to see his grandmother, Grandma Creston, seated there."Oh, I never knew you were still home. I thought you left without having breakfast. I never knew you were still around," she remarked warmly, and he couldn't help but smirk at her innocent assumption."I obviously slept off. I had a cold," he replied, taking a moment to inhale deeply to clear his conge
Chapter 87Lisa's hand trembled as she lifted the glass cup, her knuckles white with tension. With a sudden burst of fury, she hurled it against the wall. The sharp sound of shattering glass filled the room, echoing off the walls. Sam's expression froze in shock as he watched his usually composed mother unleash her anger in such a violent manner."What's this?" Lisa's voice was thick with emotion as she turned her searing gaze on Sam. Her eyes glinted with a mixture of hurt and frustration, causing him to flinch involuntarily."Mum, what are you talking about?" Sam's voice was tinged with confusion, his brows furrowed in bewilderment. He could feel the tension in the air, but he had no clue what had triggered his mother's outburst. The sense of annoyance crept into his tone, a hint of frustration at being caught off guard by her unexpected rage.Lisa's eyes bore into Sam as she slid her phone across the table towards him, the screen displaying a familiar video that he had uploaded onl
Chapter 88She carefully dialed the number, each digit echoing softly in the quiet room. Bringing the device to her ear, she hesitated for a moment. Then a decision was made - she pressed the speaker button, wanting him to hear the consequences of his actions.Setting his phone gently on the table, it let out a persistent ring, filling the room with tension. They both sat there, waiting anxiously for the voice at the other end to acknowledge the call. Once, twice, and finally, on the third attempt, a voice broke through the silence from the other side of the line.The voice on the other end spoke softly, with a hint of vulnerability in their tone. "Hello, I wasn't expecting you to call me back this quickly," they began, a sense of urgency in their words. "You must be afraid the video will go viral in due time."Sam was taken aback by the unexpected turn of events. This was not the scenario she had anticipated. She had assumed it was her own side sending spies, not someone threatening
EpilogueThe sun shone brightly on the beautiful summer day, casting a warm glow over the lush gardens. The air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers and the soft chirping of birds.Bryan and Betty stood at one altar, while Sam and Jessica stood at another, both couples surrounded by their friends and family. The atmosphere was filled with joy and happiness, celebrating the union of two couples meant to be together.As the ceremony began, the two couples exchanged vows, promising to love and cherish each other, through thick and thin, till death do them part. Bryan and Betty's eyes locked on each other, filled with love and adoration, while Sam and Jessica's faces beamed with happiness.As they sealed their unions with a kiss, the gathered guests erupted in cheers and applause. The room was filled with laughter, tears, and joy, as the two couples were pronounced husband and wife.The reception was a grand affair, with fine food, wine, and music. The four newlyweds danced
As the evening sun dipped below the horizon, the Creston mansion came alive with the buzz of excitement. Shareholders and employees of M&C arrived in droves, eager to celebrate the latest deal that had sent shockwaves through the industry. The air was electric with anticipation, as the sound of laughter and chatter filled the opulent halls.Bryan, Betty, and the rest of the team worked tirelessly to ensure that every guest felt welcome and comfortable. They mingled effortlessly, offering warm smiles and refreshments as they went. The atmosphere was one of jubilation, with everyone eager to bask in the glory of their recent success.The mansion's grand ballroom was transformed into a vibrant hub of activity, with a live band playing upbeat music and a lavish buffet spread that seemed to stretch on forever. Guests mingled and danced, their faces aglow with joy and excitement. The room was a kaleidoscope of color, with sparkling glasses and shimmering dresses adding to the festive atmosp
Days turned into weeks, and Bryan continued to gain the upper hand, consistently staying one step ahead of Lisa. She was baffled, wondering how he seemed to anticipate her every move. It was as if he had inside information, knowing her plans before she even executed them.Lisa's frustration turned to suspicion, and she began to wonder if Bryan had a mole feeding him information. She called her personal assistant, Rachel, into her office, her mind racing with questions."Rachel, I need to ask you something," Lisa said, her voice low and serious. "Have you noticed anything unusual lately? Anyone suspicious lurking around or asking questions?"Rachel looked puzzled, "Unusual? Like what, ma'am?"Lisa leaned in, her eyes locked on Rachel's. "Someone who might be feeding information to Bryan. I can't shake the feeling that he's getting inside help."Rachel's expression changed from confusion to concern. "I haven't noticed anything, ma'am. But I can keep an eye out and ask around discreetly.
Lisa stood confidently in the conference room, her voice persuasive as she addressed the shareholders. "I am the clear choice for chairman. Let's be realistic, Bryan has been absent for a significant amount of time, and I've been the one holding the fort, ensuring the company's success. Yet, you still question my ability? How much more do I need to prove myself?"The room fell silent,the shareholders exchanging skeptical glances. Some nodded in agreement, while others seemed unconvinced. The tension was palpable, the air thick with the weight of their decision. Lisa's determination was evident, her eyes gleaming with a fierce intensity as she awaited their response.The shareholders' gazes darted around the room, their eyes locking onto one another in a silent debate. Some seemed to be reevaluating their stance, while others appeared resolute in their opposition. The atmosphere was heavy with anticipation, the outcome hanging precariously in the balance.The air was electric with tens
Alora's eyes narrowed, her voice laced with skepticism. "So you're just saying that to tell me it's not good, it's not actually your first time, right?" she asked, her tone implying disbelief.Bryan's scoff was dismissive, his eyes rolling in exasperation. "I haven't smoked once. Even though I grew up around people who smoke, I never tried it. I don't hate smokers, but I correct them and advise them to quit if I can. There's no gain in smoking, it only causes harm to the body," he explained, his voice patient and matter-of-fact.Alora's expression turned thoughtful, her eyes softening slightly. "You're being such a calm man. England must have changed you," she said, her tone tinged with a hint of surprise.Bryan's scoff was wry, his eyes glinting with a hint of sadness. "I have always been the same, you're just not seeing it because all you've ever had towards me is hatred," he said, his voice laced with a hint of resignation.The conversation was a dance of misunderstandings and prec
Jessica's voice was laced with disdain. "It's good she left. That woman is the worst being I have ever come across," she said, her eyes rolling.Bryan's scoff was dismissive. "Her game will be up soon. We have to bring her down anyway we can," he said, his eyes gleaming with determination.Sam's nod was emphatic, his eyes bitter. "I regret ever having someone like her as a mother," he said, his voice laced with pain, his lower lip trembling.Bryan stood up, his expression resolute. "I think I have to go. I need to do something very important," he said, his eyes scanning the room before exiting.As he walked out to the balcony, the smell of cigarette smoke wafted through the air, surprising him. He turned to see Alora, her slender fingers holding a cigarette, her eyes gazing out at the horizon. Bryan's eyes widened in disbelief - Alora, smoking? It seemed like a taboo, a girl like her indulging in such a habit. He hadn't thought she'd sunk so low.The balcony was dimly lit, the only so
Sam's eyes locked onto Jessica's, his gaze filled with a mix of confusion and gratitude. "Yeah, I remember now. Bryan is my brother, right?" he asked, his voice hesitant.Jessica's smile was reassuring, her eyes shining with warmth. "That's right, Sam! You're remembering! Bryan is your brother, and he's been worried sick about you," she said, her voice encouraging.Sam's face scrunched up in concentration, his eyes squinting as he tried to recall more memories. "And...and what happened to me? Why can't I remember anything?" he asked, his voice laced with frustration.Jessica's expression turned sympathetic, her eyes filled with compassion. "You've been through a lot, Sam. You were in an accident, and you've been struggling with memory loss and addiction. But we're here to support you, and we'll get through this together," she said, her voice gentle.As she spoke, Jessica reached out and took Sam's hand, her touch warm and comforting. Sam's eyes locked onto hers, his gaze filled with a
As Bryan and his family entered their home, they were met with an unexpected scene. Lisa, was seated in the living room, surrounded by several shareholders. The atmosphere was tense, with papers and laptops scattered across the coffee table.Bryan's eyes narrowed, his voice firm. "What's going on here?" he demanded, his gaze fixed on Lisa.Lisa's expression was calm, but her eyes flickered with a hint of defiance. "I think we should stop here," she said, addressing the shareholders. "I hope I am clear?"The shareholders nodded, gathering their belongings as they prepared to leave. Bryan's eyes never left Lisa's face, his anger simmering just below the surface.As the shareholders filed out of the room, Bryan stepped forward, his voice low and menacing. "I don't know what you all are discussing, but I know one thing - my home is not a place for your meetings. And as for you," he turned to Lisa, his eyes blazing with intensity, "what did you think you're doing bringing the shareholders
Bryan's eyes narrowed, his voice firm. "So, when are you returning to Korea?"Ryan scoffed, a hint of defiance in his tone. "I'm actually enjoying the atmosphere in England, and maybe I might be going back tomorrow. I'm working on some business, and I need to be there."As he spoke, he puffed out a ring of smoke, the cigarette dangling from his lips. Bryan's gaze shifted to the cigarette, his expression disapproving. "When are you going to stop smoking?" he demanded, his voice laced with concern.Ryan scoffed again, a hint of rebellion in his eyes. "I've always used this to keep myself busy, and I don't think I'll be leaving it soon." The smoke curled around his face, a symbol of his independence and stubbornness. The air was thick with tension, the silence between them palpable as they locked eyes, each waiting for the other to back down."I think this is what Alicia love, such a rascal life. I am back in your life now, and your will have to stop soon since I am back in your life."