Morel and Mr. Keirg chatted intensely on stage, expressing concern and appreciation. Mr. Keirg seemed to respect Morel, his gestures showing deep reverence greatly. Their conversation seemed very serious, as if they were discussing something significant.Amidst the crowd of guests, a rumour began to develop. One of the guests whispered to his companion, "Look how much Lord Keirg respects him. Exactly which family is Morel from? Why does Lord Keirg respect him so much?"His companion nodded in agreement, then added, "I'm curious too. We've never heard of Morel in our social circles. Who exactly is he?"The other guests also speculated a lot about Morel's identity. Whispers filled the room, adding to the mysterious atmosphere of the evening. Some guests tried to recall if they had heard of Morel before, while others assumed that Morel must have an extraordinary background to have earned such a great honour from Lord Keirg.Marisa, standing not far from the stage, also looked very curiou
Morel 65Morel was now in his room located within the Kurgan family island. It was quiet and cozy, with a relaxing view of the sea outside the window. Morel sat at his desk, looking over the work report that Doris had prepared. The report was spread out neatly on the table, ready for inspection.Morel opened the report and began to read it carefully. Within the first few pages, he saw that Marisa's performance was excellent and satisfactory. Marisa was a negotiation expert whose work showed great dedication and skill. Morel smiled a little, feeling proud of Marisa's achievement.Not long after that, the phone on Morel's desk rang. He reached for the phone and saw that it was Doris calling. Morel answered the call calmly."Hello, Doris," Morel greeted politely."Hello, Master Morel," Doris replied in a respectful tone. "Have you read the work report I have summarized?""Yes, I have started reading it," Morel replied as he held up the report file. "I just looked at the part about Marisa
Morel was already at the dining table in Mr. Keirg's residence. He sat across from Mr. Keirg while Doris stood behind Morel, ready and waiting for Morel's orders.Mr. Keirg smiled warmly, raising his glass slightly, "Once again, thank you very much for that wonderful gift, Mr. Morel. This Dragon Mountain is truly something extraordinary. I cannot express enough how precious this gift is to me. This jade is materially valuable and has profound historical and symbolic value. It is a wonderful token of respect, and I am deeply touched by your goodwill."Morel calmly returned Mr. Keirg's smile. "That's normal, Mr. Keirg. You have shown great dedication in your work, and your contributions mean a lot to the Spencer family business. The gift is an expression of our appreciation."Mr. Keirg nodded sincerely, his eyes shining with warmth and deep respect. "The Spencer family has always been respected here. Our cooperation has brought many benefits, and I greatly appreciate your trust in me. I
Morel sat in a chair, staring at the screen of his tablet, which displayed a video of his own island scenery. The stunning scenery, with white sandy beaches, dense tropical forests, and clear sea water, made Morel very curious. He had never seen his island, so he asked Doris to show him the video."Wow, I really want to go there, Doris," Morel said excitedly.Doris smiled gently, "Of course, sir. It won't be long before we return home and can go straight to your family's island," Doris said politely.Morel enthusiastically replied, "Since we're only here for a short while, I'd like to enjoy the scenery for a while." He put down his tablet and stood up, then walked outside to enjoy the fresh air on the Kurgan family's island.Doris followed quietly, keeping a polite but vigilant distance. Morel walked slowly along the path, savoring every detail of the scenery around him. The gentle breeze blew in the fresh scent of the sea, and the waves hitting the shore added to the peaceful impress
That morning, Morel, Marisa and Doris were already on board the luxury yacht ready to take them home. The yacht was magnificent, with a modern design and complete facilities to pamper its passengers. It is elegantly decorated with classy furnishings, spacious living areas, cosy cabins, and various entertainment facilities. As Marisa stepped onto the deck, her eyes opened wide, surprised by the luxury before her eyes. The gleaming deck floor, the lounge area with plush sofas, and the mini swimming pool in the yacht's centre mesmerized her."Wow, Morel, I didn't expect you to have such a luxurious yacht," Marisa said with an amazed face while admiring the beautiful sea view from the deck.Morel smiled slightly, feeling proud. "This yacht is made for comfort. I'm glad you like it," Morel said as he invited Marisa and Doris to sit in the lounge area, enjoying refreshments prepared by the yacht's professional crew. The sound of the calm waves and the cool sea breeze added to the exclusive
Doris, with trembling hands, managed to unbuckle Morel's seat belt. "It's off, let's hurry, Master. "Doris said anxiously, and they crawled out through the broken window with incredible difficulty. Doris moved first, ensuring the way was clear before pulling Morel out.Just as they managed to get out of the car, Doris heard the roar of a rapidly approaching engine. Without hesitation, Doris pushed Morel towards the bushes by the roadside, shielding Morel's body with his own. The other car zoomed by at high speed and slammed into their overturned car, pushing it further to the ravine's edge. With an eerie rumbling sound, the vehicle finally fell into the ravine, lost in the dark.Morel and Doris were panting on the ground, their bodies full of wounds and dust. Doris ignored the pain in his scratched arm and the bruises that had begun to appear. He looked at Morel with eyes full of anxiety, "Are you alright, Master?" Doris asked in a tone full of concern."I'm fine, thank you, Doris,"
Morel and Doris immediately headed to the place where the perpetrator was being held. When they arrived, Morel saw that the perpetrator was already battered, a clear sign that Morel's security team had not been gentle.As they approached the perpetrator, Morel recognised a familiar face. It was Tucker, the man who had insulted Morel on the Kurgan family's private island. Tucker now looked helpless, his face covered in wounds and blood.Morel paused for a moment, staring at Tucker in disbelief. "Tucker," he said quietly but firmly. "So this is your doing?"Tucker, although injured, looked at Morel with a gaze full of hatred and fear. "I can't forgive you after that insult," he muttered, his voice filled with hatred. "You got me expelled so humiliatingly from the island and destroyed my reputation. I waited and watched every day, waiting for the right moment to take my revenge."Calmly, Morel took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the blood running down his forehead. The gest
Morel, who had just gotten out of bed, stood in front of the mirror. He looked at his reflection attentively, seeing all the wounds on his body, especially the bandaged head wound. The remnants of the trauma of the accident were still clearly visible, making him let out a long sigh. The aches and pains all over his body were a reminder of the horrific events he had just experienced.Not long after, a worried Doris came into the room. He immediately approached Morel, his eyes filled with worry and genuine concern. "I'll replace the bandage on Master's head," Doris said in a tone full of worry, carrying the necessary small medical equipment. Morel nodded slowly, letting Doris carry out his task.Doris carefully began to unwrap the old bandages, his hands working deftly but gently. Each movement was accompanied by an attentive gaze towards Morel, making sure no additional pain was caused. "Does Master have any parts that still hurt?" Doris asked with his tone of voice full of care and co