While his grandfather was known for his cunning and ruthlessness, Jerome was even more terrifying. He was like a wolf in sheep's clothing, able to strike with ruthless efficiency. His grandfather had set the standard, but Jerome had taken it to a whole new level. He was a force to be reckoned with, and the board members knew it."Miss Vivian…" Jerome began, but his words were cut short by the sound of his phone ringing. He glanced at the screen, and his expression softened into a faint smile when he saw who was calling. The board members were shocked to see their boss smiling, a sight they had never witnessed before. “Excuse me," he said and walked out.‘Er… nn!’It was unheard of for the boss to walk out of a meeting. It was even more shocking to see him smile when he was usually so stern and serious. The employees were completely baffled by his behavior. The boss always followed strict rules, and taking a phone call during a meeting was strictly forbidden. Unless it was an emergency
"What a ridiculous notion!" James scoffed. "Nobody would dare to fire me from my father's company. I'm his son, for goodness' sake!"He said it with a tone of arrogance, as if the very idea of being fired was absurd. But underneath that bravado, a tiny seed of doubt was beginning to sprout. "Really?" the man said, his voice tinged with disgust. “Why are you running away? That's not very admirable." His words hit their mark, but James refused to be intimidated. He knew that the man was just trying to get a reaction, and he wasn't going to give him the satisfaction. Instead, he pretends as if he didn't hear him. , but it was difficult to ignore the man's taunts.James glared at the man, his irritation bubbling to the surface. "Where did you get the idea that I'm running away?" he snapped. "I'm just taking a break, for goodness' sake."He knew it was a feeble excuse, but he couldn't bring himself to admit the truth. The truth was, he was running away. He didn't want that bastard to scold
Eleanor left baby Ava with Jasmine. Joan played with her until she fell asleep.Jerome arrived late in the evening. When he got to the mansion, he went to baby Ava's room and saw her fast asleep, with Joan beside her. He walked to her and saw her sleeping soundly. In order not to wake her up, he kissed her on her forehead gently before heading out.He went to his bedroom. His wife was also fast asleep. Eleanor felt someone present in the room. She opened her eyes to see her husband changing into his bathing suit.“Welcome, were you planning to work overtime?" She asked in a sleepy voice.Jerome faced her and replied, “Yes, I was planning to work overtime, but I suddenly remembered I have a wife and a child in the house."Eleanor rolled her eyes. He had started again. She was very tired and wasn't in the mood today. Jerome saw her tired face; even though he wanted something, he couldn't bear looking at her weary face. He left for the bathroom and came out fifteen minutes later.“Jerome
In college, Isaac had been a true friend to the old master, sharing whatever he had even when they were both struggling financially. The old master remembered going to school with nothing to his name, but Isaac had always been there to help him out. Their families had both been poor until Isaac's father inherited the family business following the tragic death of his grandparents in a car accident. The old master could never have imagined how different their circumstances would become in the years to come.When the old master set out to start his own company, he was all on his own with nothing to his name. His family had been poor, but he had big dreams and the determination to make them a reality. He confided in Isaac about his plans, and Isaac didn't hesitate to help. Despite his family's wealth, Isaac understood the old master's struggles and wanted to see him succeed. He even convinced his parents to invest in the company, and he provided whatever support he could. When things were
Annika smiled and looked directly at James. "Uncle, we're facing an enemy that is too strong for either of us to fight on our own," she said. "If we're going to defeat him, we'll have to work together." Her voice was calm and collected, but there was a hint of urgency in her words. She needed to act fast. She paused for a moment, waiting for James to respond. He looked back at her, his expression unreadable.James sat on the bed, dumbfounded by Annika's suggestion. "Are you kidding me?" he exclaimed, his tone incredulous. "We're competing for the same position! How could we ever work together?"Annika's composure was unshaken by James's outburst. "Uncle, can you really take on Jerome by yourself?" she asked with a hint of mockery in her voice.James's jaw clenched, but he tried to keep his cool. "I can handle myself," he retorted, his tone defensive. "I don't need your help."Annika raised an eyebrow, unconvinced. "I think you're underestimating our enemy," she said, trying to convin
Bright sat silently, waiting for Rosca to state her solution.“Be my boyfriend," Rosca blurted out.As Rosca spoke, Bright was so taken aback that he nearly dropped his drink. “Cough, cough, cough," he sputtered, choking on his beverage.Rosca's words were cut short as she noticed Bright's sudden coughing fit. Concerned, she jumped to her feet and rushed over to him, gently patting his back. "Are you okay?" she asked in a worried tone, her eyes wide with alarm.Bright patted his chest and said, “I'm alright. But hey, what did you say?" He was still in shock.Rosca didn't realize her request was too much. Did she know what she was talking about? “Have you forgotten I have a girlfriend?" Bright lifted his brow and asked."It's not that I want you to be my real boyfriend, why are you acting as if I'm about to arrest you?" Rosca clarified, her tone firm but gentle. "I just need you to act as my fake boyfriend. That's all. I'm not asking for anything more than that." She paused for a momen
Sunday had arrived, and Bright was feeling nervous. He wanted to make a good impression on Rosca's parents. "I've got to look my best today," thought Bright, standing in front of his closet. He stood in front of his wardrobe, searching for the perfect outfit. Finally, he settled on a crisp blue-black suit that he thought would make a great impression. He put it on, looked in the mirror, and couldn't help but smile at his reflection. "This is it," he said to himself. "I look great,” thought Bright, standing in front of the mirror. His blue-black suit fit him perfectly, and he couldn't help but admire his reflection. He fixed his tie and smoothed out his hair, making sure he looked his best. When he looked at his reflection, he couldn't help but smile. "I'm ready for this," he said to himself, feeling more confident. He grabbed his keys and headed out the door, feeling prepared to meet Rosca's family. As he walked to the car, he took a deep breath and comforted himself, "I can do this."
It was only when Rosca mentioned that her mother realized she had brought a man with her. Seizing Bright up and down, she asked her daughter with doubt, "Is he truly your boyfriend?""Of course, he is. How do you see him?" Rosca asked. Her mother's opinion would help her know whether she would support her or not.Mrs. Rogan looked Bright up and down, a smile playing on her lips. "My daughter always has excellent taste," she said approvingly. "She only chooses the best of the best. And I can see that she's chosen well this time." She gave him a warm smile, her eyes shining with pride and approval. The young man was handsome and looked fit. “Alright, your grandfather and father are waiting," she said.Bright suddenly became nervous at the mention of the old man's name. He hoped he wouldn't make things difficult for him. Rosca followed her mother, and Bright followed Rosca.When Rosca saw her grandfather and father, she rushed to them and hugged them, forgetting she had fought with her g