Chapter 19Lisa stormed over to the table, her anger fueling her scolding of Sam. The frustration in her voice was palpable as she chastised him. "What have you done? Look at the mess you've created. I explicitly told you to let me handle this, and yet you recklessly went ahead with your foolish plan. Honestly, Sam!" The force of her words reverberated within the confines of the office, punctuating her exasperation.Sam, who had already been in a state of agitation, smirked in response to Lisa's outburst. He seemed unfazed by her anger, his own frustration seeping into his voice. "Listen to yourself, Mom. You keep making excuses without actually doing anything about it. I was just curious, and that's the only thing I could think of doing," Sam thundered, his words resonating with a mix of defiance and pent-up emotions.Tension hung heavily in the air as the office became a battleground of conflicting emotions. Their voices clashed, each word a poignant testament to the strained relati
Chapter 20A warm smile curved President Asher's lips as they responded, "You are free, you can call me whatever you want." The speaker's face lit up with excitement, their gratitude evident in their words. President Asher chuckled softly, appreciating the genuine enthusiasm in the response.Curiosity piqued, President Asher inquired about the status of the divorce papers, only to be met with a negative shake of the head. Suggesting a potential solution, they proposed involving a lawyer to expedite the signing process. The speaker took a deep breath, considering the suggestion."I intended to do the same thing," he stated firmly, his tone laced with a hint of desperation and anger. His determination was evident as he spoke, emphasizing the seriousness of the situation. "I am allowing them two days to send the divorce papers. If they fail to do so, I will be forced to take the necessary legal action against them."President Asher couldn't help but sympathize with the speaker's frustrat
Chapter 21As Betty diligently trained the models alongside Bryan, the atmosphere was suddenly disrupted by the entrance of Sam. With an expression full of anger, he stormed in and confronted Betty directly."What the hell was that?" he demanded rudely, his voice filled with irritation. The intensity of his anger became even more apparent as he locked eyes with Betty. Not one to remain silent, Bryan swiftly stepped forward, ready to defend his colleague."What's your problem?" Bryan questioned, his tone matching Sam's aggression. He couldn't understand why Sam felt the need to barge in and confront Betty in such a hostile manner.Unfazed by Bryan's reaction, Sam continued to berate Betty, questioning her abilities and professionalism. His words dripped with condescension and superiority, accusing her of not knowing her responsibilities. In response, Bryan couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle, amused by the abundance of sarcasm in Sam's world."I am sorry to let you down," Bryan sp
Chapter 22Bryan, wearing a determined expression on his face, reassured her, "Don't worry about Sam's words. I'll handle everything." Betty nodded in reply, appreciating Bryan's confidence. As Bryan excused himself and headed towards Sam's office, Betty returned to attending to the trainees.Stepping into Sam's office, Bryan's eyes scanned the room until they landed on Sam. He found him jobless, engrossed in making a call. Sam's voice carried a casual tone as he discussed plans for a night out with his friends. However, as soon as he caught sight of Bryan entering without permission, Sam abruptly ended his call, promising to call back later."Why are you here?" Sam's voice rang out in the office, filled with a mix of surprise and annoyance. He quickly rose from his seat, his eyes narrowing at Bryan's unexpected presence. Not one to be intimidated, Bryan returned Sam's gaze with a confident smile as he approached him, taking his time to settle comfortably into the nearby chair. Sam, h
Chapter 23The much-anticipated day for the crucial test had arrived at last, and the hall was abuzz with the presence of the shareholders who had taken their seats. As Sam and Lisa entered, accompanied by a sense of bewilderment evident on their faces, they made their way towards their designated seats. The atmosphere in the room seemed charged with anticipation.Just as everyone was beginning to settle down, President Asher entered the hall, accompanied by Bryan and Betty. All eyes turned towards them as they walked with purpose to their positions. The entrance of these key figures added an extra layer of intrigue and significance to the gathering, further intensifying the surrounding tension.At that crucial juncture, the shareholders presented Sam and Lisa with a golden opportunity to prove their worthiness of becoming the chairman, with no external influences or assistance. The challenge was set - they were to go head-to-head and fight for the position alone, relying solely on th
Chapter 24Bryan arrived home, his heart filled with joy, accompanied by President Asher and Betty. Their intention was to celebrate his triumphant success with his cherished family. However, to his astonishment, as he crossed the threshold, he beheld an unexpected scene. His beloved grandmother, with Elena's assistance, was meticulously arranging the dinner table. It was resplendent with an array of delectable dishes, each tempting the senses with its tantalizing aroma. Bewildered, Bryan couldn't help but wonder what momentous occasion was about to unfold before him."Grandma," he inquired with a mix of curiosity and excitement, his gaze fixed upon the tempting culinary delights before him, "what might be the reason for such an extravagant affair this evening? Is there a special ceremony taking place?""It is all for you, my dear grandson," Grandma Creston revealed, her voice brimming with warmth and pride. A radiant smile graced her face, radiating joy and love as she embraced Bryan
Chapter 25Lisa's anger simmered beneath the surface as she resisted losing her composure. Instead, Sam took the initiative and approached Kingsley, his gaze fixed on him intently."I feel like I've seen you before," Sam stated, his mind searching for the elusive memory of their encounter. He struggled to piece it together, until it dawned on him - Alora had introduced Kingsley as one of the 4Ks, and Sam remembered Alora's obsession with Kingsley's videos."I believe you're Kingsley from the 4Ks," Sam stated, the realization dawning on him. "Alora has mentioned you before and I know she has quite the crush on you. However, I must say, I don't think it's appropriate for you to be associating with our detractors."With those words, Sam abruptly left the room, his departure leaving a lingering tension in the air. In an effort to soothe the mood, Grandma Creston leaned towards Kingsley and spoke softly, reassuring him not to worry."Don't pay any mind to them," Grandma Creston advised, he
Chapter 26Sam stood at the balcony, his gaze fixed on the city skyline. A troubled expression etched across his face, he couldn't shake the knot of disappointment that had settled in his stomach. The position of chairman had slipped through his fingers, leaving him with a bitter taste of defeat. Out of frustration, he reached for a cigarette, the tendrils of smoke swirling around him as he exhaled deeply.As he took a long drag, Sam couldn't help but think of his mother's cautionary words. She had urged him to avoid mingling with friends, given the dire circumstances they found themselves in. The weight of their struggles hung heavy in the air, reminding him that enjoyment and frivolity were luxuries they simply couldn't afford right now.Despite his mother's advice, Sam's discontent was palpable. The confinement of their situation only amplified his yearning for a sense of normalcy. The loss of the chairman position felt like another blow, robbing him of the social interaction he cr
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."