"Sir, Mr.Morgan and Mrs.Katty returned to see Miss Rosalind at the hospital. It looks like they're serious about the match," Niel said, reporting the news that his men had just sent. "Let them do what they want. After all, it doesn't harm us," Demian said casually in response to Niel's report. He was enjoying the lunch on his plate. "Sooner or later this will still happen too. Whether it was them or us who started it, that woman will still be the talk of the town.""Are you completely sure about this matchmaking?""You think?"Niel looked at his boss closely. "Miss Rosalind comes from quite a prominent family. It seems a bit strange that she would be ignored by her family. And I've also ordered people to investigate what exactly happened to her. She's an outcast daughter.""Outcast in what way?"Demian wiped the corner of his lips with a tissue. After which he took a deep breath. "There are many factors that could have caused her to be abandoned by her family. It could be because she
"Why don't you answer? Weren't you so eager to call me an oppressor of the weak?" scolded Demian urging the man before him to speak. Actually, he didn't really want to shoot him, just bluff. He wasn't the type to listen to other people's complaints. So pointing a gun was the most appropriate decision to shorten the time. "L-Lower your weapon. Then I'll talk!""Scared?""Don't be crazy, Demian. Put your gun down quickly or I'll ....""Will what? Huh?"Instead of obeying, Demian deliberately came forward and pressed the tip of the gun against the man's forehead. After that he tilted his head while displaying a thin smirk on his lips. This atmosphere made him uneasy. Too wordy. "I told you I don't think I've ever had a cooperative relationship with your company, but you insist on accusing me of bullying. Just so you know. There is no point in me taking away the meager profits of people like you. Understand?!" said Demian reiterating that he had nothing to do with the problems that were
Demian's eyebrows shot up as he spotted a familiar figure at the project site he was visiting. Astonished, he turned his head to stare questioningly at Niel. "What is that man doing here?""I don't know either, sir," Niel replied. "It looks like someone invited him here on purpose. I'll investigate.""No need. Let me find out myself. You check elsewhere. Make sure they're working properly.""Yes, sir."With no wind and no rain, Kelly suddenly appeared at the construction site of a project that had nothing to do with his company. This of course disturbed Demian's mind. What was this woman doing? Why would she show up where she wasn't supposed to?"I hope your coming here has nothing to do with my statement in front of the media," Demian said after standing next to Kelly. He put one hand in his pants pocket and his gaze was straight ahead. "I would be very disappointed if that were true.""Too bad your guess is off, Demian," Kelly said, not surprised by the sarcastic remark of the man n
"W-whatt? Married to Mr.Demian?"Rosalind's eyes widened as she heard Mrs.Katty's words. Marry the man she accidentally helped? My God, what kind of offer was this. Rosalind was dumbfounded. "Yes. Do you want to?" said Katty hopefully. "But Madam, I .... ""The whole media keeps reporting on you two. Instead of making rumors, what's wrong if you two get married. After all, you're still both single. Right?"Katty really didn't give Rosalind a chance to reject the arranged marriage she had arranged. No matter what and no matter how, Rosalind had to marry Demian. Katty already had a thousand cunning schemes in her head where she would use Rosalind as a personal spy to monitor the bastard's movements. She couldn't wait to get what was rightfully hers and Dylan's. "Madam, then what about Mr.Demian? Is he willing to marry an ordinary woman like me?" asked Rosalind between resignation and confusion. No wind no rain, all of a sudden she was being asked to marry the man she accidentally hel
"Report your work tonight. If you're late, I want a letter of resignation on my desk by tomorrow morning. B&F Corporation does not accept lazy employees. Only those who are creative and disciplined have the right to be part of this company!" said Demian firmly warning his subordinates who were caught working negligently. Luckily, his heart is currently in a good mood. Otherwise, all of their careers would have ended at this very second. "Yes, sir. We will submit the report as soon as possible.""I don't want to listen to promises. Do it, then bring the evidence before me. Understand?""Yes, sir.""Go away. The sight of your faces makes my hands itch."The phrase makes my hands itch is loaded with several meanings. And the employees took it as a danger to be avoided immediately. Not wanting to be reprimanded even more horribly, they hurriedly excused themselves and darted away from the boss's room. The atmosphere in the room was too tense and suffocating. After the employees left, De
Dylan staggered into the house. He then loosened his tie, leaving it untied. Tired. Tired of heart and mind. "What should I do to end Demian's arrogance?" Dylan muttered before plopping his butt down on the sofa. He then pressed the edge of his head, thinking hard to find a way out to complete his revenge. "I can't take it anymore. I've done everything I can, but the ending just keeps failing and failing. I'm fed up!"A maid came over to the upset Dylan with a glass of water. And when the maids left for the back, Dylan called out to her. He was suddenly curious about something. "What did Mom and Dad do today? Did they go out?""Yes, sir. Mr.Morgan and Mrs.Katty went out after breakfast, but not for long.""Where did they go?""I don't know, sir.""Go away," Dylan said, waving his hand for the maid to leave. He was asking the wrong person. (Why am I feeling so uneasy? Mom wouldn't do something without telling me first, right?) While Dylan was daydreaming, Katty walked up the stairs
Demian stood facing the window, wine in hand. Behind him was Niel who faithfully kept him company. They were now at the mansion. However, Demian had not allowed Niel to return to his house. He needed someone to talk to. "If there's something bothering you, please just tell me, sir. You don't usually keep me at the mansion," Niel said, opening the conversation. He and his boss were there for almost thirty minutes, but not a single conversation was opened. Niel was curious. So he ventured to start first. "Do you mind being here?" asked Demian in a very flat tone of voice. "Not at all, sir. I'm just worried.""Worried about what?""About your uncharacteristic behavior." Niel leaned closer to his boss and poured some wine into the almost empty glass. "Are you worried about the arranged marriage? If so, I will immediately organize a plan to cancel the match."Demian let out a long sigh at Neil's words. Right now he was not thinking at all about Katty's plan to marry him off to Rosalind.
"Dylan, please listen first. You've already come to terms with my plan. Things are not what you think. I didn't betray you," Katty said as she chased after Dylan who was about to leave for the office. She wouldn't let their relationship deteriorate over a disagreement about Demian's match with Rosalind. "There's no misunderstanding here. I made it clear last night that from now on we're going to stick to our own plans!" said Dylan, ignoring his mother's request. Disappointed at feeling betrayed, he no longer wanted to listen to any explanation. "Don't be like that, dear. Listen to my explanation first. There's a good reason why I went back on my word. Please, please give me a chance to come forward. Okay?""What good reason, huh?"Furious, Dylan stopped walking then turned to face backwards. The look in his eyes was sharp, showing how much he disliked the ongoing conversation. "What reason do you want to tell me? Do you want to tell me that the woman you're going to match with Demia