Chapter 34Betty walked into Bryan's office, her steps echoing softly on the polished floors. She donned a professional attire that exuded confidence and elegance. With a slight bow of her head, she greeted him in a respectful manner."Good morning, Mr. Chairman," she said, her voice filled with professionalism and warmth. Bryan, in turn, broke into a congenial smile, acknowledging her presence."Good morning, Betty," he replied, his tone amiable and inviting. Curiosity made its way into his voice as he inquired about their plans for the day."Did we have any schedule for today?" he asked, genuinely interested. Betty nodded positively, her knowledge of their agenda evident."Yes, we have a meeting with J's Fashion Hall," she began, her voice steady and clear. "Additionally, we are to go through the hall that we will be using for our upcoming launch."Bryan nodded in understanding, his expression reflecting readiness to tackle the tasks at hand. Their shared determination to ensure a s
Chapter 35He stood up from his desk, his phone still in hand. Taking a moment to ensure he appeared presentable, he glanced at his reflection in the mirror, adjusting any disheveled details. With a swift motion, he tucked his hands into his pockets, ready to make his way out of the office.Confident and self-assured, Bryan walked with an air of authority as he made his way through the hallway. The sound of his shoes echoed, marking his presence in each step. Approaching the elevator, he encountered a lady waiting there, but he chose not to engage in conversation, maintaining his serious expression. Without hesitation, he entered the elevator and continued on his way.The lady couldn't help but admire Bryan's striking handsomeness as she stood next to him in the elevator. She felt a strong desire to say hello, to engage him in conversation, but Bryan's focused demeanor and lack of invitation prevented her from seizing the opportunity. Out of nowhere, the elevator suddenly jerked and
Chapter 36"Did you realize who you are talking to?" he demanded, his voice carrying an air of authority. The lady chuckled, her eyes reflecting displeasure as she seemed unimpressed by his question."Who are you? I told you my boyfriend is the young master of this company," she said, her tone laced with pride and self-assurance. Despite her declaration, Bryan made a conscious decision to ignore her instead, refusing to engage in the futile exchange."I will just pretend I don't see someone talking," he sassed with a hint of sarcasm, his eyebrows raised in amusement. The elevator came to a sudden halt, forcing Bryan to reach out and press the button for the ground floor. As the elevator doors opened, he stepped out, ready to continue with his day.To his surprise, the lady hurriedly dashed out of the elevator as well, catching up to him and firmly gripping his wrist. Her touch was unexpected and unwelcome. "What's your name? I am reporting you to Ms. Lisa," she demanded, her tone sat
Chapter 37As she drew closer, a friendly smile graced her lips, her eyes emanating a genuine warmth. With impeccable composure and a polite demeanor, she extended her hand to Bryan, his own palm meeting hers in a firm yet respectful shake. It was clear that this woman possessed not only a mastery of her craft, but also an innate ability to build meaningful connections."Hi, Mr. Creston," Mrs. Jerrie greeted with a warm smile, her eyes sparkling with genuine delight. Bryan reciprocated the gesture, a smile forming on his lips as he acknowledged her presence. The exchange of pleasantries set a friendly tone, fostering a sense of camaraderie within the room.Mrs. Jerrie gracefully lowered herself into a chair, her movements poised and graceful. Seated across from Bryan, she turned her attention to Betty, whom she recognized as President Asher's daughter. Fixing her gaze upon Betty, she addressed her with a friendly curiosity, her voice carrying a hint of warmth and excitement."Betty, r
Chapter 38Bryan chuckled, his eyes filled with warmth and sincerity as he prepared to reassure Mrs. Jerrie. It was clear that he wanted to convey his genuine intentions - that he was not there to exploit others' hard work for his own gain, but rather to support and foster progress for everyone involved."I understand that it might be challenging to trust me immediately," he began, his voice steady and reassuring. "But I would encourage you to give me a chance. I won't push you into making any decisions you're not comfortable with, but I genuinely believe that if you choose to take this opportunity, you won't regret it."His words hung in the air, carrying a sense of genuine commitment and belief. Mrs. Jerrie couldn't help but be impressed by the depth of his conviction.Impressed by Bryan's sense of humor, his evident decency, and his diligent approach to the matter at hand, Mrs. Jerrie found herself overwhelmed with excitement. Without giving it much further thought or seeking addit
Chapter 39"Mrs. Jerrie, I apologize if this question may seem unprofessional, but I am genuinely curious," Bryan began, aware of the potential sensitivity of his inquiry. "When you mentioned that Lisa still looks the same as she did in her younger years, I couldn't help but wonder - do you happen to have a personal connection with her? Is there a story behind this observation?"Mrs. Jerrie's initial reaction was one of disbelief, a slight scoff escaping her lips. It was clear that she was taken aback by Bryan's question, perhaps feeling a twinge of surprise at his curiosity. For a brief moment, her expression hinted at the complexity lying beneath the surface.Taking a deep breath, Mrs. Jerrie composed herself before answering, her tone remaining neutral. "No, Mr. Bryan, I don't have a personal connection to Lisa. It was merely an observation based on her appearances in the fashion industry over the years," she responded, her words measured and deliberate.Bryan nodded understandingl
Chapter 41"Aish, how dare he lay his foolish hands on me? That imbecile has crossed a line," Sam shouted angrily, his face flushed with anger and frustration. His emotions were running high, and he struggled to maintain his composure in the face of such disrespect.As Sam seethed in anger, Lisa, always calculating and one step ahead, approached him and lightly tapped his back, attempting to soothe his intense emotions. Her motives, though masked by a gesture of support, seemed to be driven by ulterior motives."He's biting off more than he can chew," Lisa whispered, her voice dripping with calculated assurance. "Don't let this shake you. We need to handle this situation strategically. Our main goal is to win over the shareholders and secure our positions. Focus on that. Oh, and make sure not to get into any fights with Jessica just yet," she advised, her words laced with a hint of scheming intent. It became clear that Lisa had her own agenda at play, using this chaotic situation to f
Chapter 41"Aish, how dare he lay his foolish hands on me? That imbecile has crossed a line," Sam shouted angrily, his face flushed with anger and frustration. His emotions were running high, and he struggled to maintain his composure in the face of such disrespect.As Sam seethed in anger, Lisa, always calculating and one step ahead, approached him and lightly tapped his back, attempting to soothe his intense emotions. Her motives, though masked by a gesture of support, seemed to be driven by ulterior motives."He's biting off more than he can chew," Lisa whispered, her voice dripping with calculated assurance. "Don't let this shake you. We need to handle this situation strategically. Our main goal is to win over the shareholders and secure our positions. Focus on that. Oh, and make sure not to get into any fights with Jessica just yet," she advised, her words laced with a hint of scheming intent. It became clear that Lisa had her own agenda at play, using this chaotic situation to f
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."