Evan gasped at Isabella’s order. With disbelief expression, he confirmed the order.“What, Miss? Take off my shoes? For what? Who ordered—” The middle-aged man continued to ramble, but Isabella interrupted him.“Do all my orders or get out of here!” Isabella exclaimed with a sharp gaze.Evan had no choice but to obey her order. At least taking off his shoes was no worse than losing the chance to save his life.He took off his shoes and was now barefoot. “Done, Miss. I’m ready to meet Mr. CEO,” he said with a hopeful smile.The elegant lady shook her head while folding her arms across her stomach. “It’s not that easy. You also have to take off your watch and your suit!”Evan's eyes widened. Scattered, he responded. “But, Miss?” He wanted to protest, but Isabella gave another stern warning.“Okay, it seems like you’d rather not meet Mr. CEO than take off your branded stuff,” Isabella quipped.“No, don’t get me wrong!” Evan shook his head, dismissing her accusation. “I’m just confused as
“Where is Mr. CEO? What are you doing in his office?” Evan exclaimed while glaring at Arnold, as if Arnold were an intruder who had entered this room.Isabella's eyebrows furrowed. She knew that the young master’s identity was kept secret from the public. But seeing Evan’s impudent attitude, her blood boiled.“Watch your words, or I’ll have the security officers drag you out of here!” Isabella threatened.Evan shrank in fear. He cupped his hands while putting on a pitiful face. “Miss Hayes, I don’t mean to be mean here, but that servant shouldn’t be here. Are you just going to watch him sit in the CEO’s chair? He is just a servant, and nothing more,” he replied reassuringly.“Shut up!” Isabella snapped. “If you dare to speak one more time, I’ll throw you out!” Isabella yelled while pointing her finger.Evan’s mouth was tightly shut. He didn’t have the courage to reply to her words. In the midst of the tense atmosphere, the door to the room suddenly opened. A beautiful lady who was non
Evan's eyes darkened with anger. Not only his companies in this country, but those abroad would also fall into Arnold's hands for only 30 million dollars."I don't like people who waste my time. Sign it now or get out of this room!" Arnold shouted.Evan hesitantly signed the document and handed it to Arnold. With this, all of the Hensen family's companies officially belonged to Arnold.Arnold let out a satisfied smile as he stared at the signed document. "Isabella, I hand over our new companies to you. For the time being, you and Sebastian will take care of everything," he ordered. He had plans to change the name of The Hensen Group to his new subsidiary.Isabella nodded respectfully. "Alright, Young Master."Arnold's gaze returned to Evan. He could clearly see the anger on Evan's face, even though the middle-aged man tried to look calm. Not wanting to see Evan and his sons any longer in Fairybridge, Arnold ordered them to leave this country immediately."I don't want to see you here
Carlos’ smile faded as he remembered his students, whom he taught martial arts for free. After the Hensen family recruited him, he could no longer teach them. Arnold's recruitment renewed his desire to teach.“Master, I have something to tell you,” Carlos said, trying to express his desire.“Name it, Carlos.” Arnold responded warmly. “Before I was recruited by the Hensen family, I had many people who were my martial arts students. I would like to teach them again if you give me permission,” Carlos explained.Arnold knew that Carlos only taught for about 4 hours per day, and it was not every day, so he did not have a problem with it.“Don’t worry Carlos; I will allow you to teach them again. Once they are trained, I want you to choose some of the best among them to join my team.”A bright smile appeared on Carlos’ face as he heard his new master’s welcoming response. Very different from the Hensen family, who only saw him as their servant.“Thank you so much, master. I promise that ev
Arnold sat down on the sofa. He took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed his uncle. The cell phone was on his ear, and his gaze was fixed on the television screen. He wanted to see what Chico Jeremy was talking about on the television show. The call had rung twice, but his uncle had not answered. "Where exactly is Uncle James?" Arnold muttered. He did not give up and continued to try to call his uncle, until on the 6th call, James finally answered the call. "Arnold? Sorry, I've been busy, so I didn't check my phone," said James a second after the call was connected. "I want you to fire Chico Jeremy as the brand ambassador of PinkMatch right now. He insulted me, and he is an arrogant actor. I think we can get a good attitude public figure as a brand ambassador." Arnold explained in detail. Without a doubt, James believed his nephew. "Did he insult you?" he responded with anger in his voice. Arnold nodded. "Yes, when we were at the party, he was mean to me." James sighe
Chico’s hands were shaking; his gaze was blank. Becoming the brand ambassador of PinkMartch was one of his highest achievements, because James Winster paid his brand ambassador a fantastic amount.This also increased Chico’s popularity, from being little famous to being very famous. In just one night, his followers on BeYou increased by 1 million, from 1.5 million to 2.5 million. His followers on the social media platform were more than Zara Braun.[Chico’s assistant: Master, what happened?] Chico’s assistant patted his shoulder, bringing him out of his reverie.[Chico: No, this is just a dream.]Arnold let out a smug smile, seeing the frustration on Chico’s face. “That’s what happens if you dare play with me,” he muttered.The curiosity of the host and the audience increased. They wanted to know what really happened that made the call leave Chico speechless.[Host: Chico, are you okay? Would you mind talking about what happened?]Chico took a deep breath. He tried to stabilize himsel
Chico and his assistant alighted from the car. They entered the Bright Talent Management building, an artist agency that managed him. Chico's arrival was greeted with a deep stare from the staff because news about him had spread throughout the country.The staff only stared at Chico but did not dare to ask about it, especially seeing his firm expression.Chico rushed to the front office desk. A lady from behind the counter greeted him friendly, although she only got a sharp glare from Chico."Good afternoon, Mr. Chico Jeremy.""I want to see Manager Ken now!" Chico asked."Alright, please wait." The lady took the phone and was about to enter the number, but before she finished, Manager Ken's arrival distracted her."That's Manager Ken," she said as she gestured her hands toward the manager.Chico and his assistant turned around. Manager Ken stared at Chico with darkened eyes. He looked disappointed with the news circulating about the actor."Chico, do you know that you have made a big
The Semesta Restaurant was very crowded, considering that this restaurant was so popular on online media. Arnold stood at the entrance, pessimistic about getting a table there. A waiter greeted him warmly.Although the waiter looked tired, it did not stop him from providing the best service."Welcome to Semesta Restaurant, sir. For how many people?""Just two," replied Arnold as he smiled.The waiter turned his head into the restaurant, looking for an empty table. After observing for a moment, his gaze returned to Arnold."There is one table that is still empty, sir. The table is in the middle," he conveyed."What about the VIP room?" asked Arnold."Sorry, sir, all VIP rooms are filled. That is the only table left for now in our restaurant. But if you want to get another table, you can fill the waiting list," he suggested.Arnold wanted to eat immediately without having to be on the waiting list. So he decided to take an empty table, even though the position of the table was not where