Ryan immediately stopped me. "Forget it, I just need a two-day sleep break. 24 hours will do. I just want to sleep peacefully. There's still a lot to deal with afterward, and I don't have time to return to Bibury. Let's talk about it around the New Year!"I quickly opposed, "Hold on, during the New Year, everyone's coming to Foswood without a doubt. I'll handle things from here. You must take a break."He tried to argue further, but Eleanor and Benjamin convinced him, and he didn't resist anymore.I don't know why, but I felt uneasy and wanted to talk to him.After the dispersal, I insisted on personally taking him back. He had indeed had quite a bit to drink today.I always remember how Ryan carried me home without my knowing, and during the holidays, we chatted for hours outside. We talked about the promise he made not to leave the company.Now, he was carrying the weight of Tanum for me, but I couldn't give him what he wanted.It took a long time for the car to pull out. I was
I couldn't help but sigh. "You're like my big brother, spoiling me to the point where I can ignore everything about the company. I can just push all the responsibility onto you. “Honestly, if I were running this company alone, who knows what state it would be in? It'll probably be bankrupt for the 80th time!"I half-playfully said, "With you, everything is different. I can just kick back and relax, leaving everything to you. But you must not forget our agreement. You can't leave the company."He gave me an indulgent glance and muttered, "You're blackmailing me!" I smirked triumphantly. At this moment, I felt like a child."Alright then." I asked him, "When have I ever reneged on what I promised you?""When have you ever fulfilled what you promised me?" He countered, looking at me."Okay, okay!" I admitted in a rascal manner, "I may not be the best, and you—""I indulged you!" He didn't look at me, sighed wearily, and said, "Alright, I'll go back to Bibury. I'll bring Joyce wi
I rushed to ATL Empire, but before I could make a call, Atlas was already waiting downstairs.Atlas instructed me to hand the car over to his assistant, and then he led me to his car. I quickly asked, "Did you meet with Mr. Anson today?""Yeah, I did," he responded. "He needed to probe around a bit before making a judgment." Atlas shared the details, saying, "But Mr. Anson also mentioned that they have a cooperative relationship with one of the forces in Bermuda. They need to investigate to confirm. If it's not them, things can proceed smoothly, and they can handle the matter.""What if it's the opposite?" I looked at him with some concern.He calmly said, "Even if it's the opposite, everyone will intensify their cooperation. It's just a matter of interest.""Intensify cooperation? Do you want to cooperate with them closely?" I looked at Atlas with a bit of worry. "You know that Jared is weakening the collaboration with the Huffman family. You can't have too close cooperation wi
Someone had mentioned Denton Shaw when I was in Bourdamun. However, he was just a student studying abroad. There seemed to be no apparent connection between him and the Terrells’ troubles.When Rose mentioned he was the family’s strategist, I knew he was a potential ticking time bomb. Although he wasn’t around, he would be pretty problematic.I also had to consider Melvern Sunny. I still needed to determine his true purpose for returning to the country. I knew it wasn’t as simple as him returning to make investments.“Grandma Rose, do you know what trouble Melvern Sunny got into back then?” I asked, thinking she might know some secrets.“The Sunnys have kept it under the rug. I’m afraid not many will know about it. It’s all just speculation when the family suddenly migrated.”I felt a little disappointed to hear that. Rose noticed it and asked, “Why do you ask?”“I always suspected their sudden migration had something to do with Mevern,” I answered.“It happened so suddenly. The
It was past the usual working hours, so there wasn’t a soul in sight in the basement. Carol had left early today and reminded me to head back sooner. However, I lost track of time because I was engrossed in my work.As I traversed the basement, I heard hurried footsteps behind me before feeling a rush of wind. I turned and instinctively dodged, but I took a hit on my shoulder. It caused me to grunt in pain.Before I could realize what had happened, another blow struck me. This time, I saw what hit me. It was a wooden bat. I sidestepped and shouted, “Who are you?!”I noticed the person wearing black sportswear with a hood and mask to cover their features. I couldn’t even make out what gender the person was. However, the person’s slender figure hinted at them being a woman.“What the hell do you want?!” I demanded, retreating while watching the assailant. Suddenly, two more masked individuals with wooden bats appeared behind her.I knew they were targeting me and had prepared for th
I sprinted while desperately screaming for help, but the motorcycle’s roar drowned out my voice.I had worn a pair of high heels to work today. It became apparent they were slowing me down. The footsteps behind me grew closer, and the motorcycle was already two lanes ahead of me.Suddenly, a car sped in from the Section E entrance and maneuvered through the parking columns. It headed straight for the motorcycle. With no time for reaction, a loud bang echoed as the motorcyclist flew. The motorcycle then skidded across the floor.I dared not stop running, and the car was agile. When I passed the car, it reversed and blocked the trio on the other side. Everything happened so suddenly. When I glanced behind me, the three assailants froze and watched in horror at the unfolding scene.The woman was unwilling to give up and attempted to continue pursuing me. However, one of the men pulled her back. Then, they turned and ran in the opposite direction, seemingly attempting to flee.The dri
I instinctively turned to see what had happened, but Atlas held my head and redirected my gaze. He then instructed, “Dylan, head to the hospital.”I quickly reassured, “I’m fine.”“No, you’re not. The injury is at the collarbone, so we must get it checked. Otherwise, I won’t have peace of mind,” Atlas said, looking at me with concern, “Does it still hurt?”I felt a little guilty but shook my head and asked, “Wh-what did you do to her?”“Kill one to warn and deter others,” Atlas answered firmly.I never expected the warm and amiable Atlas to be so heartless. I knew he was just overly worried about my safety. I also realized he wanted to intimidate those who harbored ill intentions toward me.…After the examination, the doctor explained, “Fortunately, they missed the collarbone. These are just superficial wounds. I’ll prescribe an ointment for Mr. Atlas to help you apply. It’ll help alleviate the pain, reduce swelling, and promote healing.”It was already late when we got home.
Atlas looked at me indulgently and then ruffled my hair. “I’ll be back soon, sweety. It’s so late now. You should get some rest, okay?”“No… I want to come with you. I need to know if Rory’s alive. I’ll only know if I see him. Don’t stop me,” I stubbornly said as I threw off the blanket. I was no longer sleepy.Atlas shook his head and sighed. “All right, change into some warmer clothes. It’s chilly outside.”I jumped out of bed and crouched to put on my slippers before rushing to the dressing room. My heart pounded, wondering where Rory was or if someone was actually watching him. After getting changed, I trotted out.Atlas held my hand, and we walked together. I had already grown familiar with the secret passages. When we got into the car, we took one of the tunnels out of Pleca Park.Although I didn’t know if someone was monitoring us outside, the tunnels were a shortcut to the warehouse. It was also Atlas’s base. I bombarded him with questions along the way, trying to piece to