"She passed away six years ago."
Upon hearing this, Ms. Wang reached out and gently held her wrist.
"I see... so you went through a significant ordeal and stopped painting as a result?"
Diana: What???
Ms. Wang looked at her, a layer of guilt gradually welling up in her eyes. "Ms. Thompson, I misunderstood you earlier. I saw you causing a scene at Matthews Group, and I had some misconceptions about you."
Diana: ...
Well, it wasn't exactly a misunderstanding.
Scarlett cleared her throat. "Back then, I indeed acted inappropriately and disturbed the lady..."
Thinking about her previous over-the-top attire as a pheasant, Diana felt a twinge of guilt.
Ms. Wang sighed. "Looking back now, it's possible that you hadn't fully recovered deep down, which led to such unusual behavior!"
As she spoke, Ms. Wang grew more compassionate. She reached out, gently embracing Diana and patting her back.
"But it's all i
Yet, when they were leaving, the scene was quite different. "It seems Ms. Wang has quite the liking for Diana, doesn't she? Look at her demeanor, it's completely changed!" "Life is full of surprises. With this turn of events, the Matthews Group is truly getting stronger!" "Why do you think Diana acted like such a simpleton before? This quirk is really puzzling..." "She was just playing it cool. Sometimes silence speaks volumes!" ... In the midst of the venue, Claude reeled back his shock and turned to John. "John, why didn't you tell us sooner that Diana is Wonder?" He had worried for nothing! John remained unfazed, "I didn't know that, either." Soon after escorting Ms. Wang out of the banquet hall, Diana quickly returned. She rushed over to John, lifting her dress and gazing up at him with eager eyes, resembling a child seeking praise. John caught her meaning, a gentle warmth in his eyes
Returning this time, Max had been absolutely confident, claiming that both the Chinese business and the Main Street project were sure wins for him. Yet, both opportunities had slipped through his fingers! Without these two golden opportunities, Max's company's chances against the Matthews Group were practically non-existent. Joel's gaze shifted, a decision forming in his mind. He picked up his own glass, flashing a pleasing smile at John. "John, my trust in you is well-placed indeed. Congratulations, the future of Matthews Group looks as bright as ever!" Max's eyes widened, disbelief written all over his face. "Joel? What are you implying?" Was he planning to betray them? Joel turned to Max, his expression unyielding. "Max, as a member of the Matthews Group, it's only natural for me to be happy for its success!" There are no permanent friends, only permanent interests. If he didn't stand by John's side n
Upon hearing this, Max let out a cold chuckle. A flicker of darkness passed through his sharp eyes. So, John, you have a vulnerability too... "True, that woman's belongings mean nothing to me. Eva, go ahead and give it to him. I've bought you so much jewelry, this one won't make a difference." Hearing his words, Eva took off the necklace in agreement. She casually placed it in front of John. Diana stood aside, almost fuming with anger! These two despicable individuals! Using John's deceased mother to hurt him, it's inhumane! Seeing the necklace in Eva's hand, a cold expression formed on John's handsome face. This necklace was a gift Max had bought for his mother when Max got engaged to her. It was the only precious possession she cherished immensely, too valuable to wear. She had carefully preserved it for many years. And now, it was hanging around another woman's neck! Sensing Jo
Ethan cast a complex glance at the rearview mirror. In the back seat, his enigmatic and frosty boss sat elegantly, legs crossed, dressed in a finely tailored suit. On his incredibly handsome face, a hint of aloofness shimmered. Perched on his thigh was Diana, dressed in a gown. Her high heels were abandoned by the side, her delicate hands encircling his neck. One of John's hands cradled her slender ankle in his palm, a touch of blush gracing her stunning face, adding a touch of allure. "We've arrived." Diana gently released her hands, turning towards John with a hint of guilt in her voice. In the back seat just moments ago, they had almost lost control. At the critical juncture, he had once again called off the ‘attack’. John bent down, carefully sliding the shoes from the back seat onto her feet and lifting her down from his lap. He was the first to open the car door and step out. When Diana finally dis
"How did you end up here?" As soon as he got inside, Diana couldn't help but ask. "It's boss's order." Mitbahl hurried over to the nearby table, poured himself a glass of water anxiously, and then chugged down most of the bottle with a series of gulps. "Boss knew you were in danger the last time, so he had me come over to protect you." While speaking, Mitbahl peeled a small orange by his side and popped segments into his mouth one by one. "John doesn't trust Misoup's strength?" "No, but Boss doesn't trust Misoup's intelligence!" Clutching a mouthful of oranges, Mitbahl casually grabbed the milk beside him and took a sip. After finishing, he looked around and his gaze landed on a piece of chocolate on the bedside table. Diana finally sensed something was off, "Did you come here to protect me or to mooch off my food?" Mitbahl's actions paused. Then, his eyes welled up with tears, looking at Diana w
Leo gave him a sidelong glance. "Are you sure? Or is your IQ just too low to notice?" "Go to hell!" Anthony patted both of them on the back, "Let's go there later. Come and meet new friends first." He pulled Vincent over, saying, "My childhood buddy, Vincent." Then he gestured towards Leo and Anthony, "My two teammates, you should know them." "Heh, big stars, shining so brightly now, who doesn't know you guys, Fly and Owen? My sister keeps bugging me for your autographs!" "Why bother with autographs? It's your birthday today, happy birthday!" Anthony took something out of his pocket and handed it to Vincent, saying, "A small gift with a lot of sentiment." "Hey, no need to be so polite. You even brought me a card..." Vincent chuckled, grinning from ear to ear, eagerly opening the card, only to find a birthday greeting card inside. However, it wasn't a gold card or a black card. It was a bi
Truth or Dare was a game where one person was randomly selected from the group, and the chosen person had to pick either truth or dare. Those who chose truth had to answer a question, while those who chose dare had to accept a challenge. If someone refused to answer a question or complete a dare, they had to down three large glasses of beer. No one said a word, which was a silent agreement. Vincent cracked his knuckles, grabbed an empty bottle, and swiftly spun it on the table. When the bottle stopped, whoever it pointed to would be the chosen person. After a few spins, the bottle slowed down and came to a halt. The bottle's mouth was pointing at Bob. "I'll go with truth," Bob said immediately. With a dare, who knew what antics Anthony, that tricky guy, would come up with. "I'll ask," as expected, Anthony seized the opportunity and spoke up. Narrowing his eyes, he rubbed his chin thoughtfully. Bob stared at him
"Let me pick. I'm familiar with Fly." The group turned their heads and saw Grace standing there in a shoulder-baring chiffon dress, looking playfully at them. Anthony leaned in closer to Ben and whispered, "What the heck, he's hiding a woman from us?" "Not that well, don't jump to conclusions." "Well, that's a relief. I heard she's way more adventurous than she looks. If you want to have some fun, go for it, but don't take it seriously." With that, Anthony pulled something out of his pocket and handed it to Ben, "Be prepared, just in case." Ben looked and saw it was a condom. He was speechless for a moment, "... Get lost, seriously!" Vincent glanced at Grace and his expression suddenly brightened, "I remember now, you and Fly did a commercial together before. So, it's your turn~" "Yeah, Fly, I'll take the dare." Grace looked at Ben with a playful smile. Ben pretended not to notice. He was into cu