Chapter 96Bryan cleared his throat and addressed Lisa, "But Ms. Lisa, the letter states an apology to President Asher. Allow me to read the body of the letter to clarify." With a composed manner, he continued, "I am taking this moment to extend a heartfelt apology to Asher, a man who has dedicated his efforts tirelessly to the growth and success of this company."Before Bryan could finish reading the full contents of the letter, Lisa interjected, her voice reflecting a mix of surprise and skepticism. Her interruption signaled a desire to address any potential misunderstandings or discrepancies in the information being presented.Lisa's voice rang out with defiance as she vehemently disagreed with the interpretation of the letter. "That's not it. I wouldn't apologize for what reason," she asserted, her frustration evident in her tone as she pushed back against the implications drawn from the document.The tension in the room grew thicker as Lisa's emotions threatened to spill over. He
The tension in the room was evident as they all sat on the sleek sofa in Bryan's office, their eyes locked in a silent battle of wills. President Asher's piercing gaze bore into both Bryan and the other individual, waiting for an explanation to break the thick silence that hung in the air like a heavy shroud.“What's going on between you both?” President Asher's voice cut through the silence like a sharp knife, his tone laced with a mixture of curiosity and concern. Bryan shifted uncomfortably in his seat, his eyes darting nervously between the President and his mysterious companion. Denying the allegations swiftly, Bryan's words seemed to hang in the air, mingling with the unspoken tension that crackled between the three of them like an electric current.Bryan attempted to clarify the nature of his relationship with Betty, emphasizing that their dynamic was strictly professional, maintaining the boundaries of a typical boss-employee connection. However, President Asher's skepticism l
Chapter 97As the night descended, enveloping the scene in a shroud of darkness, the elegantly adorned venue teemed with guests, each adding their own lively presence to the party. Among them stood Bryan, poised and determined, mingling with the shareholders, his gaze fixed on the esteemed figure of President Asher, eager to leave a lasting impression.Among the crowd, Bryan's eyes caught sight of Jessica, radiant in the glow of the party lights, standing gracefully beside her parents. With a sense of anticipation, he made his way towards them, stepping into the circle of their familial embrace."Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Carl," Bryan greeted warmly, met with warm smiles from Jessica's parents as they acknowledged his presence. "Hi, Mr. Creston, thanks for the invitation," Mr. Carl replied cordially, his words carrying a sense of gratitude that was mirrored by Bryan's warm smile."It's nothing, you will be family soon. After Jessica gets married to my Sam, we'll be family," Mr. Creston ass
Jessica's heart raced as she processed the shocking revelation of his attempt at blackmail. The mere mention of it sent a shiver down her spine. She stared at him in disbelief, unable to comprehend how someone she trusted could stoop so low.As he smirked, his eyes gleaming with a mischievous glint, Jessica felt a wave of anger rise within her. "Is that a blackmail?" His words hung in the air, heavy and loaded with malice.With a heavy heart, she replied, "Not a blackmail, but I think I learned that nothing goes for free." The bitter taste of betrayal lingered on her tongue, and she struggled to maintain her composure in front of him."Why are you doing this? Why did you want to drug them?" Her voice wavered with a mix of confusion and hurt as she sought to understand his motives. Despite the gravity of the situation, she couldn't bring herself to believe that he was capable of such deceitful actions."I know you are not a bad person, what happened now?" Her words were laced with desp
Bryan was taken aback by Betty's unexpected confessions and felt a wave of uncertainty sweep over him. The words lingered in the air, lingering in his mind, leaving him speechless and unsure of how to respond. "Let's discuss this later," he finally managed to articulate, his voice tinged with a sense of discomfort. The revelation had blindsided him, and he struggled to process the weight of what had just been revealed.As Betty released his hand and walked away, Bryan found himself in a daze, his thoughts swirling with confusion and disbelief. This turn of events had shifted the course of the evening, leaving him feeling disoriented and conflicted.Hannah, sensing Bryan's distress, hurried to his side, concern etched on her face as she reached out to comfort him in the midst of the unfolding drama. The atmosphere was tense as Bryan grappled with his emotions, unsure of how to navigate the tangled web of feelings that now surrounded him.“Hey, Bryan” She called out, and he went to mee
Bryan wondered why she cared and scoffed. He observed a hint of earnestness in her eyes as she spoke.“I know you might not want to accept it, but I want to use this as the beginning of a new friendship,” she stated, her voice laced with determination. Bryan's reaction was a sarcastic chuckle.“I said I was going to give you a chance to prove you are worthy of my trust. I never said we are friends. Don't force it; we'd rather take it a step at a time,” he advised, his tone firm. With that, he turned to walk away, leaving her to ponder his words.Hannah's voice was resolute as she spoke, hoping to convey her sincerity. "Trust me, I am not giving up. This should mark the beginning of our friendship," she uttered, her gaze holding a glimmer of hope. However, Bryan's reaction was not what she expected."Are you sure you didn't poison this? Or why are you trying to force it on me?" His words rang with suspicion, causing a sudden tension to fill the air. Hannah's heart fluttered with anxiet
Bryan strode purposefully through the dimly lit hallway towards Lisa's room, his heart pounding with anticipation. A message had just come through from Jessica that the deal was finally being sealed, but as he reached for his pocket to check it again, a sudden drowsiness overcame him. Confused by the unexpected fatigue, Bryan paused in his steps, taking a sip from the water bottle he had been carrying. Little did he know, the liquid had been tampered with according to someone's cunning plan.Meanwhile, hidden in the shadows nearby, a figure clutched her chest in anxiety. "Thanks to her, God always answers my prayers," she whispered to herself. The narrow escape had left her shaken to the core. Thoughts raced through her mind about the consequences of getting caught. How would she explain herself if her true intentions were revealed? The weight of the situation bore heavily on her conscience, uncertainty clouding her features.As Bryan's steps faded into the distance, the figure debate
Bryan stood at the bedside, a mix of concern and caution in his eyes as he gently assisted her onto the bed. As he turned to leave her room, a sudden wave of emotion halted his movements. Her words pierced the air with a blend of desperation and longing.“Kingsley, I love you. How could you let that witch take you away from me? I am the best person for you,” she rasped, the words tinged with an unmistakable yearning that tugged at Bryan's heart. Despite the passage of time, it was clear that she had not let go of her feelings for Kingsley, leaving Bryan astounded by the depth of her emotions.Bryan took a moment to process her words, his mind racing with questions. How could she not recognize him? The thought lingered in his mind, a bothersome reminder of the complexities that defined their relationship. With a heavy sigh, he realized the fragile nature of their connection, a delicate dance between truth and illusion that threatened to unravel with each passing moment.As Bryan made h
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."