"Hey, don't look at me like I'm the enemy here," The young man waved dismissively and shrugged nonchalantly. "Obtaining your background information was a piece of cake." The man looked at grandfather Wilson and told him in a mocking tone, "At a time like this, instead of thinking of ways to save yourselves, you actually pinned your hopes on those people. Are you that hopeless or just stupid?" "Hey! How dare you?!" Edward and some other family members yelled. They won't stand and watch their father get insulted by a youngster like this. Only Douglas remained calm and watched silently. He was actually secretly pleased that someone had managed to voice out the words he had been dying to say for years. But he was also curious about the identity of the stranger. "Stop," Grandfather Wilson cautioned the younger family members who were prepared to charge towards the young man. Then he turned to the man and asked, "You said you are our family's savior? What do you mean?" The man didn't
"And I refuse to be a part of this!" Eyes turned in Douglas' direction as he stepped out and protested. Walking up to grandfather Wilson, exhaustion etched on his face. "I have put up with you all for so long. But dad... Really?" "Dad, what are you doing?" Julian yelled nervously, afraid Oscar Gray might get offended. He gritted his teeth and cursed his father quietly as he hurried forward. "Young master Gray is willing to give us three billion dollars for an easy task. Do you even know what that means? Not only will we be able to repay our debts, we will also revive the family business." "Is that worth selling familial ties?!" Douglas cut him off. "Just shut your mouth. When the elders are speaking, don't interfere!" "Humph!" Julian snorted and turned his face away. "Douglas, what are you insinuating?" Grandfather Wilson looked at him coldly and sneered. "At a time like this, you are daring to pick sides. Without our Wilson's family, would you be someone with status toda
My goodness, I feel so embarrassed. I'm so sorry. Chapter seventy nine is still in auto publish and yet I already published chapter eighty by mistake. If you have already opened chapter eighty, please be patient and wait for the previous chapter to appear. You won't have to pay twice. I'm terribly sorry for the inconvenience I have caused you.
"Mom!" Savannah facepalmed. Do they need to do this now? Ida gave her a look that spelt, 'What? Let me speak.' RING! But before anyone could say a word, Savannah's phone rang. She lifted the phone and her smile disappeared when she saw the caller ID flashing on the phone screen. Without wanting to give away any sign, she forced a smile and excused herself, "I'll be right back. I have to answer this call... Mom, don't go overboard." "You..." Ida lifted her palm but Savannah already hurried away. "This silly child. Am I going to scare your husband off? I just have to let him know— Hey, where are you going?" She was surprised when Kian suddenly went after Savannah. Earlier when the latter raised her phone, he caught sight of the name on the screen. His brows furrowed as he wondered, 'What does the Wilson's family want now?' "That brat!" Ida snorted, oblivious to what was going on. "I haven't fully given away my daughter to him yet he can't stay away from her for a minute. How
When Kian woke up, a small smile made its way to his lips as he stared straight at the beautiful chandelier in the room. He had wanted Ida and Nathaniel to occupy this master bedroom. But although Ida seemed excited with his offer, Nathaniel was reserved and quickly cautioned his wife, stating, 'Staying in a beautiful house was enough, they didn't have to stay in the most beautiful room.' Kian sat up on the sofa bed and stared at the king-size bed some distance away from him. His brows furrowed when he saw it was empty. He could hear a noise coming from the bathroom so he stood up. When he got to the doorway, Noah was in front of the sink, humming happily to himself as Savannah brushed his teeth. The little boy was the first person to notice his father's reflection in the mirror and shouted happily, "Daddy!" Kian smiled in response but his eyes darted to Savannah. They exchanged a look wordlessly and he rested against the door frame, watching them quietly. At that moment, K
The Wilson's family members led the couple to the top floor. Even the elevator was broken so they had to use the stairs. When they walked into the conference room, Oscar Gray was sitting with Edward, grandfather Wilson and the gallery's directors."Niece, you finally arrived!" Edward was the first person to notice their arrival and quickly stood to welcome them.As others followed suit, Oscar's eyes gleamed with a knowing glint when he saw Kian. He felt a hint of joy that Kian had followed Savannah just like he predicted."Niece, this is the gallery's vice president, Mr Garcia," Edward introduced with a tone of indulgence, making it seem like he was close with Savannah."He owns branches of art galleries abroad and took an interest in this gallery when he returned to settle home. If it wasn't because of his generous contributions, Radiance Gallery would have gone out of business long ago."Edward appeared grateful to Oscar as he spoke, making his words more convincing. "You flatter
Savannah and Kian looked in the direction of the door as the remaining gallery's staff scuffled in slowly. The receptionist was in the front, followed by some other unfamiliar people.Oscar Gray reclined in his chair and watched as the staff looked at Savannah; their expressions were unreadable but there was an obvious sense of hostility as they quickly looked away.They didn't make any attempt to sit down and lingered by the door, making Savannah feel awkward. But she forced a smile and greeted them first."Hello, please have your seats."Instead of responding to her greeting or even courteously welcoming her, they remained silent.Savannah was taken aback by their cold attitude and couldn't help wondering if something was wrong. She watched them exchange glances and whisper under their breath before they finally began to sit. The tension in the room only got heavier with every slow scrape of a chair being pulled back.Kian arched a brow at this but remained silent, just observing f
"Hey! Who are you? How dare you talk so insensitively?" One of the staff yelled at Kian. The latter didn't seem to take offense to his words and simply sat up casually."I'm actually curious... Where exactly are you getting all this information seeing as you are all pretty quick to judge?"The smug expressions on the faces of the gallery's staff faltered and they hesitated to speak. Kian didn't miss the way they exchanged a look as if unsure of how to respond.Oscar watched quietly, a dark expression forming on his face slowly as the staff were unable to refute Kian's words. His eyes locked with one of the staff and he gave the man a cold glaring signal.The man quickly stepped up and stuttered, "It’s just... Everyone’s been talking. We’ve heard things.""Things? Or rumors?"Silence settled in the room as the staff shifted uncomfortably in their seats. Oscar's smirk was now barely noticeable as he gritted his teeth.Kian tapped his fingers on the table loudly, making some of the staff