"Are you doubting my decision?" Jethro coldly replied: "You're just a mere manager at a branch office. If I want to fire you, I'll do it! What, don't want to hand over the keys to the house and car, do you? Those things are your personal property, aren't they?" Jethro was furious, and Cuthbert, feeling both humiliated and angry, obediently took out the house and car keys from his pocket and handed them to Jethro. "Oh? Mr. John, so it turns out the house and car of your precious son-in-law aren't his own." Ariel burst into laughter, looking extremely pleased. Enoch's face turned red, unable to believe that Cuthbert had encountered the company's CEO and was suddenly demoted. And to have to hand over the keys to his house and car right in front of Anselm's family... In an instant, Enoch's family's faces turned red and purple, like pig liver, furious and wishing they could find a hole in the ground to hide in! Jethro, unconcerned with a small fry like Cuthbert anymore, turned to Theo
"Dulcie, remember to have Theophilus transfer the house papers to you, this house must be in your name." Ariel insisted sternly. Dulcie, feeling extremely helpless, threw the property certificate on the table: "Mom, Theophilus has already put the house in my name. You don't need to be so wary of him, he bought this house with his own money." "Do you feel touched by just that?" Ariel was not convinced: "He has been living and eating at our house for two years, buying a house to thank us is what he should do! Don't feel like we owe him anything! This kid knows how to play his cards right, trying to flatter you since he knows how to make money off you. Dulcie, don't think that Theophilus bought this house out of goodness for our family." Ariel looked at Dulcie, her face wrinkled in disapproval: "He’s just paving his own way, I fear if there’s any problem with the profits at the company, he’ll push you out to save his own skin." Anselm pondered: "That kid Theophilus is quite capable, g
"Theophilus, if it's not your concern, don't ask too much." Ariel coldly said, seemingly not wanting Theophilus to know. Theophilus slightly knitted his brows, looking towards Dulcie. Dulcie also looked at Theophilus, seemingly pondering something, and asked: "Theophilus, do you know about antique collection?" She remembered, during the decision on the 'King World' sketch, Theophilus had spoken eloquently about gemstone design, showing a high level of expertise. "A bit." Theophilus answered. As a child, he had followed his master in the field of antique collection, thus having a good understanding of the ins and outs. Dulcie thought for a moment and then seriously said: "Then, Theophilus, join me at the antique community gathering in a few days." "What does Theophilus know about antiques that you plan to take him along?" Ariel's face was stern, she hurriedly intervened: "Are you planning to cause your aunt more trouble? She's giving you a great opportunity, don't let Theophilus
The next morning, Dulcie and Theophilus went out early. Barrett had already parked his car at the entrance of the Flowers On The Prairie residential area. They got into the car, and Barrett drove towards the city center. Sitting in the back seat, Theophilus closed his eyes to rest, while Dulcie seemed a bit upset. "Theophilus, my mother is like that, don't take her words to heart." Dulcie said seriously: "You helping my family buy a house and then getting scolded by my mother must have made you resentful, right?" Dulcie asked somewhat sheepishly. "No." Theophilus slowly opened his eyes, indifferently speaking, not yet angered by Dulcie's mother's words. Dulcie asked again: "The money you borrowed for work last time, including the car purchase, I will transfer to you now. But buying a house took up two million USD, and I don't have that much money at the moment. I think you should still transfer the ownership to yourself." "Do you still need to calculate things like this with me
"Thank you for valuing me so much." Dulcie thanked her politely. "We're all family here, don't be shy with me." Layla waved her hand dismissively. While talking, her eyes coldly glanced towards Theophilus and she said: "Theophilus, I've long been aware of your reputation, infamous for being cowardly and useless, even considered a joke in our Miller family! I don't know what my father saw in you to marry Dulcie off to you. Ah, but now that the old man is gone, and my brother is head of the family, he doesn't manage these affairs." Speaking as if she were the head of the household, Layla declared: "Now that Dulcie is following me, this matter must be resolved. We can't let Dulcie follow a useless man like you and be bullied." She spoke in a lecturing tone, very seriously: "I heard you're currently working as Dulcie's assistant director at the Miller Corporation, right? Just wait, when we go upstairs later, you just need to say you're Dulcie's assistant. From now on, don't stand in fro
"Hello, everyone." Dulcie greeted everyone with a smile, sitting on the sofa. The others also settled into the leather sofas. "Dulcie, let me introduce you to these people. This is Kelsey Thomas from the Thomas family, this is Rowan Bush, the darling daughter of the Bush family, and over there is Reginald Mark, the young master of the Mark family." Layla said with a beaming face: "Everyone here is young; you should interact more with each other in the future." Dulcie smiled and nodded in greeting to the people in front of her. These individuals all came from influential families. The Marks, Thomases, and Bushes were all second-tier families, no less distinguished than the Miller family. Although she was born into the Miller family, she had never enjoyed the privileges of a powerful family. Her father had never touched the assets or benefits of the Miller family, and she herself had rarely encountered situations like this. "Let's all welcome Dulcie here, let's drink two glasses. R
"Here, Dulcie." Maynard skillfully and elegantly filled a third of a wine glass and handed it to Dulcie. "Thank you." Dulcie received the glass politely, but her expression was uneasy. She glanced at Theophilus, whose expression remained unchanged. Maynard poured another glass and, assessing Theophilus, asked: "Who is this? I don't believe we've been introduced." "He's just the assistant manager for Dulcie at Miller House, doing odd jobs for Dulcie." Layla preemptively answered for Theophilus. "Oh? An assistant." Maynard's interest piqued: "If he's Dulcie's assistant, then let's have a drink together." "I'm sorry, I don't drink alcohol." Theophilus replied coolly. "What? Mr. Jones is offering you a drink for recognition, and you don't want it?" Reginald was the first to challenge him. "Such a minor assistant, how could he appreciate such fine, superior wine?" Rowan arrogantly said: "I doubt he'd ever get another chance like this in his lifetime." Theophilus just shook his head,
He also subtly flaunted the watch he was wearing on his wrist, a precious piece from the traditional collection of Vacheron Constantin, worth over four hundred thousand USD. "Dulcie, this is a women's handbag that I found quite beautiful. When I bought it, I was hoping that one day I would meet an elegant and beautiful girl to whom I could give this bag." Maynard said, his demeanor glowing with charm as he slowly opened the gift box. Inside the exquisite box was an LV women's handbag. At first glance, it appeared classically styled, yet not outdated. The craftsmanship of the intricate patterns and detailing was evidently sophisticated. Maynard smiled, a look of self-satisfaction flickering across his face as he glanced at Theophilus. "Dulcie, my fondness for the Louis Vuitton brand stems from an old story." Maynard said, slowing his speech for effect: "In the last century, during the salvage of the Titanic's wreckage, a leather suitcase was recovered from the ocean floor after over