Zane's astute observation of Marcus's condition, particularly his blocked Qi flow, was an impressive display of his highly developed cultivation skills.Recognizing an opportunity to showcase his capabilities and possibly bridge the divide caused by Marcus's mistrust, Zane proposed a solution that left everyone astonished.“Mr. Marcus,” Zane spoke, his voice was composed. “Would you like to give my treatment a try?”His suggestion, articulated with an aura of assurance and honesty, instantly redirected the attention of the room.Zane's sudden proposal shifted everyone's attention to him, and Marcus was taken aback. He gazed at Zane in surprise.Marcus had been dealing with his heart condition for a long time, and it was not something he shared with many people outside his family.Zane's accurate assessment of Marcus's health condition was both a shock and an impressive feat, leaving everyone wondering how he could have possibly known about it.Claire's curiosity was evident in her ton
After Zane and Marcus had agreed to the deal, they gathered in the grand and spacious central room. The elegantly adorned room reflected the gravity of the moment as they were about to witness a life-changing event.Marcus, with the assistance of his aide, straightened up in a wooden chair, his posture displaying a combination of readiness and apprehension.Zane took his place to Marcus' left, facing him directly, his demeanor composed and determined."Mr. Marcus," Zane said in a kind yet firm voice. "Prepare yourself. This could cause an uncomfortable sensation."His warning conveyed the earnestness with which he was approaching the treatment.Despite being silent, Marcus was unable to entirely conceal the anxiousness that was growing within him. The possibility of a permanent remedy to his long-term illness was a glimmer of hope, but the unknown of the outcome brought a considerable amount of unease.Charles and Claire, seated on a comfortable sofa, closely watched the exchange betw
The morning sun beamed across Zane's room, sending a warm, golden glow that roused him from sleep.He stepped up to the window and closed his eyes, taking a moment to savor the feeling of the sunlight's embrace.A small smile tugged at his lips, for it had been a while since he had allowed himself this pleasure."It's been ages since I've gone for a morning run," he mused thoughtfully, pondering the day ahead. "Perhaps it would be more pleasant to soak in warm water first."Zane made his way to the bathroom, stripping off his clothes as he went.When he was finally submerged in the luxurious warmth of the bath, his body and mind were immediately filled with a soothing, calming sensation.He was overcome with a wave of gratitude and contentment, thinking to himself, "I'm so lucky to have this; I should do this more often."After a revitalizing soak, Zane stepped out of the bath and dressed in his workout gear, ready to go on his morning jog.Zane's body, which had been stronger and mor
As the first rays of sunlight began to shine through the morning fog, Zane was in a tranquil meditative state, perched on the edge of a peak.His home, tucked away on the side of the mountain, was his refuge, providing him with the perfect opportunity to practice his cultivation techniques. The golden light encircled him, surrounding him in a comforting embrace.The energy of the new day swirled around Zane, invigorating his spirit and deepening his connection to the world around him. As the sun rose higher, its rays spreading across the landscape, Zane's meditation drew to a close and his awareness returned to his surroundings.Not far away, Cecilia waited patiently.“Cecilia, have you been here for a while?” Zane asked, his voice steady and serene, breaking the morning's peacefulness.“No, Master,” Cecilia replied, her tone respectful. She paused for a moment before speaking again. “Master, the Marcus Scott Company has a shareholders’ meeting this afternoon. Will you be attending?”
Morel found himself ensnared in a quandary of his own fabrication. His vexation was palpable as he muttered to Nora in a tone of bitter reproach, "You, my dear, have been the cause of this delicate situation with your impulsive declarations."He held her responsible for this predicament, as he felt her rash words had endangered their situation.Nora was quick to respond, her voice tinged with irritation."Why am I the only one to be blamed? Don't you think you should have used your own judgment?” Her defensive attitude further highlighted the current rift between them, emphasizing the tension in their relationship.Meanwhile, the Marcus Scott Company, a conglomerate with diverse business interests, including the lucrative sector of gold and precious metals, was under the stewardship of Claire's Uncle, Marcus Scott. Marcus was someone of considerable influence and authority.As a distributor in the company, Morel had arrived at the meeting with the intent of negotiating prices; a plan
Zane found himself in a peaceful atmosphere at the coffee shop, a perfect place to escape from the intensity of his first meeting with Marcus Scott Company. He was sitting in a corner, leisurely sipping his cappuccino, feeling all of the day's anxieties dissipate with every swallow.Suddenly, his cell phone began to ring, and upon glancing at the screen, he noticed Claire's name illuminated. As he answered the call, a faint smile tugged at his lips.Zane greeted Claire with a calm and collected voice, saying, "Hello Ms. Claire."Claire's voice came through, her vivacity as usual, asking, "Zane, are you done with the meeting? Where are you right now? Why didn't you let me know?"Surprised, though pleasantly so, by Claire's informal tone, Zane replied, "I'm at a coffee shop, just a short distance from the office.""Alright," she replied briskly, "I'll come to you," before ending the call.Sure enough, as promised, it wasn't long before Claire arrived at the cafe. She must have been comi
As the morning light illuminated the peak in a gentle, warm glow, Zane concluded his meditation session, feeling re-energized and tranquil. This practice had become an essential part of his daily routine, a safe haven where he could find balance amongst the turmoil of his increasingly hectic life. After leaving the peak, Zane returned home, his arrival greeted by the tantalizing smell of breakfast. Cecilia, his hard-working and proficient housekeeper, had cooked up an exquisite meal, filling the house with the familiar and welcoming fragrances of homemade food. "Cecilia," Zane praised as he stepped into the dining area, his senses stimulated by the smells and sights of the wonderful breakfast spread, "this looks absolutely delicious." Cedric, Zane's trustworthy assistant and companion, followed him in and added his own admiration. "Master, Cecilia's cooking ability is nothing short of remarkable." Cecilia's cheeks flushed a soft pink, being taken aback by the praises. "Please, sit
Cecilia froze in her steps when she heard the hurtful words that Robert had said to Zane.Zane paused and glanced back to her, saying, "Cecilia? Let's go home. I can't accept that offer." He firmly affirmed his choice.Zane perceived that as a slight. Cecilia was not only Zane's assistant, but she was like family to him.Cecilia spoke in a soft tone, yet there was no wavering in her conviction. "But, Master," she said, "I will not accept any form of insult towards you."The atmosphere was thick with tension as Zane was stopped in his tracks by Cecilia's determined words. Her voice, though gentle, had the undeniable power of unconditional support and faith in him. Zane turned to face her, his resolve being fueled by the unwavering conviction he saw in her eyes.“Cecilia, I am grateful for your trust in me, but I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable because of this bet,” Zane said with a tone of worry.Cecilia maintained her steady gaze. “Master, it's not about the bet. It’s about respe