"But remember, you have to play your part to the fullest! Let him know that you've been forced into a corner. In the end, show your magnanimity in front of your grandfather. Only take what's rightfully yours and completely cut ties with them.""So, you're saying to cut ties with the Myers family completely?" Fred remarked."Because what you want is that inconspicuous little factory. He won't refuse. The key is to make him sign a contract, ensuring that this small factory has no connection whatsoever with them. Be decisive."I shared my general idea with him."During this time, straighten out your thoughts and arrange these matters. Here, you only need a trustworthy person to help you handle things. I think when it comes to splitting the shares, he won't even bother about this small factory here. You can build up strength and resources here.""You mean, give him an empty shell?" Fred caught up with my thoughts.I nodded. "Once the timing is right, you can take back control in the
Actually, I had read about their family history. Fred started boarding school at 12, indicating that his stepmother wasn't treating him well. Otherwise, they wouldn't send such a young kid to a boarding school. Rather than saying it was to toughen up the child's will, I think it was to bring peace to that family. At least that woman could be at ease without seeing the child.I believe his father understood this, and Fred must be well aware of the situation. However, he remained overly loyal to his father.When he was 17, he went straight into his family's factory instead of going to college. If his father hadn't been unwell, I'm sure he wouldn’t have gotten the factory. He was essentially a puppet working for the three members of the Myers family.Fred has one significant advantage. That was dedication. This was one of the main reasons I believed in him. Secondly, it was his excessive filial piety. He was loyal and trustworthy since he could be so filial to such an extent. This
The next day, we set off precisely at ten o'clock to return to Foswood. Once we arrived, we headed straight to the airport to drop them off.The gifts from last night turned out to be perfect.They both said they would give me a definite answer after returning.Fred said it wouldn't be long before he came to meet Noah to discuss the factory construction. I told him that it would be no problem.Back at the company, before we could even think about having a meal, Arnold walked in.I looked at Arnold. "How did you know we were back?"He nonchalantly said, "Telepathy, I guess."Lauren smiled. "Telepathy indeed. If Atlas finds out, he'll give you a piece of his mind.""I’m not afraid of him." He seemed defiant as he looked at me. "Come on, I'll take you all out to eat something delicious."Lauren laughed even more. "We should be the ones taking you to a meal."Just then, Carol walked in. "Ms. Chloe, Ms. Poppy is here to see you."I raised an eyebrow. Things were getting out of ha
Arnold could tell from my expression that I had no idea about this.I quickly suppressed my emotions. "Alright, let's discuss this when we get home in the evening. We need to eat. Shall we go?" He said, swaggering toward the exit.Poppy glanced at me awkwardly. "I hope I'm not intruding."I quickly collected myself, smiled at her, and said, "Not at all. Let's go. That’s my brother. He's quite a character."Poppy nodded. "Okay, then."I smiled faintly. "As long as you don't mind."The three of us followed Arnold downstairs together. Arnold hopped into the Lamborghini parked not far away.It was a car from Pleca Park's garage.Arnold usually kept a low profile in Foswood. Archie had set some clear rules. His children were not allowed to be ostentatious, even though the Beringer family had its own business.Arnold must have known I was back today and deliberately chose to drive this car.This surprised Poppy. I saw her eyes widen.Arnold shouted, "Who's riding with me?"Laur
When Poppy heard those words, she didn’t look pleased, but she couldn't refute it.But even if she felt that way, I didn’t think she regretted coming out with us. After all, she had tried to get close to me just to meet Atlas.But Arnold didn't care whether she felt awkward or not and continued, "If you’ve been an actress for a long time, you end up acting both on and offstage. I’m sure you’re no exception, Ms. Poppy."Arnold looked at Poppy with a playful smile. "Come over to my side. I'm better for you than him. Why bother chasing a married man?"I chuckled, leaning into Atlas's embrace. "That's enough, Arnold. Ms. Poppy is my friend. Don't cross the line.""Are you really so naive or are you just pretending, Chlo? She’s your friend? If she really is your friend, why is she still interested in your husband?" Arnold continued bluntly. "There's a saying that goes, never dip your pen in company ink. If she's your friend, why is she pining after your husband? Isn't that just courtin
I watched the flustered Oliver, who immediately stole a glance at Lauren to see her reaction.I couldn't help but feel the urge to burst into laughter. "Cut the crap, Arnold! Come on, everyone, take a seat!"I pulled Poppy along with me. After all, she was my guest, too.As soon as we sat down, the waiter brought the food out.I saw Poppy look at her phone, trying to conceal her emotions. I glanced at her phone screen and noticed that she was checking Arnold's information.But I knew there was no information about Ardie and Arnold online. Still, I understood what she was doing. Poppy seemed desperate to marry into a wealthy family and was always prepared.I could tell that Atlas had arranged to meet Oliver for something important. But since Poppy was here, it wasn't the right time to discuss anything serious.I asked Oliver, "What time did you get back?"Oliver glanced at Atlas. "Atlas called me and said there was something urgent, so I rushed back. Otherwise, I was planning
Arnold immediately countered when he heard Poppy's words. "Arnold sounds too intimate. We're not that close. Just call me Mr. Arnold or something."I looked at Arnold, interrupting him, and said, "Since when did you become so sensitive? You should be grateful I don’t just call you ‘hey’."My remark made everyone burst into laughter.Oliver rarely smiled so openly in public. He was probably feeling content since Lauren was sitting beside him.When Poppy saw everyone laugh so cheerfully, she naturally relaxed as well. However, she occasionally glanced at Atlas, who treated her like air.I didn’t approve of her behavior. As Arnold said, she was playing her role. She would face her own embarrassment sooner or later. I was confident about that.Lauren seemed to be enjoying this meal. She didn’t reject Oliver’s attentions, which made him more thoughtful and attentive.After the meal, Atlas and Oliver went to the balcony to talk.Arnold asked me, "When do you plan on going back to t
I found it strange, so I followed her gaze to the opposite side of the street. Matthew was standing beneath a large tree with a stuffed animal in his arms.When he noticed we were staring at him, he grew uncomfortable and tried to turn away, but it was too late.I hesitated, looking at Atlas and then at Av, who remained rooted to the spot.Atlas walked over and crouched down. He lifted Ava's chubby little face with his hand and said, "If you want to go, then go!"Ava snapped out of it and threw herself into Atlas's embrace. She held onto his neck tightly and said, "Daddy! I just want you as my daddy!"Atlas patted Ava's back, speaking softly, "Ava, you're such a loving daughter. Isn’t it better to have two dads?"Her eyes held stubborn resentment as she said, "But he's not a good dad!" "Darling, people make mistakes, and we give them a chance to make up for them. Look! He came to see you, which means he loves you and knows he was wrong. It’s great that there are so many people