He knew that his son had a natural talent for computers, but he didn't expect the boy also to be interested in the stock market.After standing for ten minutes, the boy hadn't made any trading moves yet, just staring at the screen. Was he unsure of what to do?"The stock STC has crossed 100, buy 10,000 shares as soon as the market opens," Puddy Forger heard a noise and quickly turned around. He was stunned when he saw the man standing there with his arms crossed. When did this man come in? How long had he been watching? Why didn't the boy notice anything?"If you're a minute late in grabbing the stocks, it will lose meaning," the man said sternly."I don't have much capital, so I can't eat that much at once," the boy shrugged. The boss sure had a big mouth, talking about buying 10,000 shares.Damian Desmond let go of his hand, bent down, and his ten fingers swiftly entered another trading account. Within moments, 10,000 shares were purchased.A few minutes later, the numbers on the sc
Or instead, not only Leah Cullen knew, but others did too, including Charlie Swan.But those heartless people never thought of telling him. Friendship nowadays could be more reliable. It's infuriating!At this moment, the butler announced that dinner was ready and served."Do you want to eat together?" He held his son's soft hand and asked."I do." The boy didn't hesitate.And so, for the first time, father and son held hands and went downstairs. This scene moved the old butler following behind them, and his eyes grew warm.The Desmond family hadn't heard children's laughter for so many years. He was afraid he might have to wait until his last day, but unexpectedly, there were still happy surprises in this world.The little young master of the family was already six years old!Moreover, the bond between father and son seemed good. At least, the sight of them holding hands like this was beautiful.After finishing their meal together, Damian Desmond asked his son if he wanted to go to t
'Why should I care about public image?' Cherry Desmond thought with a disdainful smirk, contemplating the premature end of her acting career that hadn't even begun."You don't have any evidence, so we'll leave," Fiona Forger glanced at her watch and realized it was past nine o'clock. It was time to go home, wondering if there would be any issues when she and her father interacted."No, you can't leave," the two determined saleswomen refused to let them go.The two security guards, noticing the dispute, stepped forward to intervene."Oh, are you trying to force me to confess?" Cherry Desmond had never encountered such a situation before. She had visited numerous jewelry stores of all sizes in Singapore, but this store was the first to block the way of the young heiress. "You dare to obstruct the path of Miss Desmond?""We do not intend to do that," a saleswoman said. "But if you've damaged items in the store, you must compensate for them.""What if I can't afford it? Am I not allowed t
Alice undoubtedly provoked Cherry Desmond, and she could say anything she wanted. Moreover, she spoke with great satisfaction.How could someone who was four years older than her be her stepmother? And such a person at that? Was she intentionally trying to make her hate her? It was unbearable.Fiona Forger, who had been listening, couldn't help but widen her eyes and mouth in astonishment. Not only because of Alice and Mr. Peter Desmond's affair but also because of Cherry Desmond's disrespectful words towards her stepmother...She knew that Cherry Desmond had always been like this, saying whatever she pleased, never afraid of offending anyone. But saying such things in front of her father was indeed..."Be quiet, dear." Mr. Peter Desmond took a step forward. "I know you don't like hearing about this, but please respect my decision."The matter had shifted from dealing with the public to dealing with the family. It was no longer a public matter when people of the same family appeared.
So, it took almost ten minutes to investigate the origin of the incident.He, for the sake of that girl, had done all this. What else could he say?A silent, throbbing pain spread in his chest, causing his hand holding the wine glass to tilt, spilling the remaining wine on his pristine white bathrobe.A few drops of dark red wine, resembling blood flowing from an unseen wound in his heart...His heart felt like it was being squeezed by an invisible hand, making breathing difficult.Take a deep breath! Take another deep breath...A minute later, he gradually regained his composure.He glanced at his phone, not bothering to pay attention to the countless messages in the group, and saved the photo that everyone was wildly circulating before going offline.He had never made any remarks in the group chat or was often online. Initially, he joined the group because he was also in it, but now...He was no longer in the group and didn't care about this group anymore.o0oThe two girls had fini
"So, how is that compensation calculated?" Miss Forger was genuinely interested in this matter. If she heard correctly, it was pretty high."The most basic formula is the offering price multiplied by the number of shares multiplied by the agreed percentage. Do you understand?" Anna Desmond's words were barely finished when the secretary's voice came from outside the door."Desmond Secretary, the receptionist just reported that Mr. Lampo's group has arrived."o0oIn the CEO's office at Desmond Corporation, Mr. Peter Desmond, who had been absent for the past few days, finally appeared today. He didn't neglect his work because of his divorce. But how could Mr. Desmond, a man, live without women? As soon as one left, another younger and more beautiful one immediately filled the vacancy, with a long line of girls waiting to be served by that wealthy man.But today, he appeared so happy, naturally not because of women but because an old friend had visited from afar.In his territory, how co
"Perhaps my father and I are still waiting for you. Enjoy your meal...""You... Rapunzel, let's go!" Chairman Lampo, who was also in a sorry state, being treated like this by Damian Desmond, had lost all face and naturally had no intention of saying anything else."Father..." Rapunzel Lampo didn't want to go, looking bewildered at the imposing, cold-hearted man.Angry to the extreme, Chairman Lampo pulled his daughter out the door, only to see Anna Desmond walking in with a stiff face. "Chairman Lampo, Miss Lampo, let me see you off."In the office, only Damian Desmond and Fiona Forger remained.She looked at him urgently, her hand not caught in his grip pulling on the man's sleeve. "I'm truly sorry for unintentionally ruining your business...""Are you a fool?" The man lowered his head to look at her; his voice was cold and distant, making Fiona Forger nervously bite her lip."You are my assistant, not a servant. You don't have to serve those two idiots. Do you understand?"The boss
"But doesn't the assistant have to accompany you on business trips?" Fiona asked."Not this time." He had initially planned to take her along, but considering her recent exhaustion, he thought it would be better for her to rest instead of traveling around and overeating."But I still want to go to work. What should I do now?""Next time, we'll go together." He almost softened when he saw her pitiful expression. "If I bring you along, I won't need to work. So, stay at home and wait for me."What does he mean by bringing her along and not needing to work? Boss, he can't control his reactions, and he blames her?"You can't resist temptation. Remember, don't tease those vixens when you're out." Miss Forger felt it necessary to warn him now that she no longer needed to sleep."There's already a vixen at home who's caused me to lose my appetite. It's not about desire; it's about eating out."Fiona couldn't help but stroke her imaginary beard. "Boss, is it possible to lose your appetite over
"What?" She opened her eyes and turned around, her clear gaze meeting his deep one."I'm sorry. And... thank you.""I love you."Between them, there was no need for words like "sorry" and "thank you.""I love you too." His words had barely finished when his warm lips sealed hers, and in his heart, he silently vowed to love her even more, erasing any lingering hurt and scars she had endured.o0oOn their wedding night, though late, it finally arrived.This was destined to be a gentle and dreamy night, a night he had been waiting for so long.He was careful and tender to the extreme when treating this girl he loved and cherished.And she, her restless heart, couldn't hide her anticipation.The water in the bathtub rippled incessantly due to their late-night intimate combination.In the warm bedroom, the curtain lightly swayed in the night breeze."Still hurting?"He held her and pityingly kissed her sweat-drenched long hair.Ember Canen shook her head, her small, blushing face brimming
"Yes." Brad reached into his pocket, took out a pack of cigarettes, and handed it to him."You can go back now. Please help me lock up on your way." Holding the pack of cigarettes, he pulled one out and lit it."Alright." Brad knew that, at this moment, his boss didn't want to be disturbed by anyone. The mess in the office could only be cleaned up by the cleaning staff tomorrow.He silently left, casually closing the office door behind him.Chris Desmond picked up his mobile phone, now turned off due to the earlier throw. With a cigarette in his mouth, he walked to the window and looked down at the mesmerizing night scene below. However, he had no mood to appreciate it.When the call connected, he exhaled a puff of smoke and decisively said, "Immediately arrange for someone to go to Malaysia. I want to know her exact location within two hours."They couldn't hide her away like this, preventing him from meeting her. If there were any issues or requests, they should tell him. He would d
The whole family came to the house only to leave empty-handed. In the end, everyone went their own way.Originally, Damian Desmond intended to take both mother and child home before heading to the company. However, both insisted that he go to the company, so he could only lead them along.Upon reaching the office on the top floor, Mr. Desmond went to work while Mrs. Desmond comfortably lay on the sofa reading a comic. Oh, not the 18+ type, but a parenting comic.Young Mr. Forger was sitting at the desk chatting with his father for a while, but he got bored and ran to the IT room on the 19th floor to play.The people in the IT room saw the young prince arrive and hurriedly welcomed him, offering various drinks and breakfast with care.After playing for more than two hours, young Mr. Forger finally got up lazily when the upper floor called to remind him to come to eat."Young prince, if the CEO finds out you're playing like this, we..."There would be no place to hide!But would they da
But family members, at least, should be notified, right?Speaking of family, she had yet to tell her mother. She should find an opportunity to talk to her.She reclined back onto the bed, tossing and turning for a while without being able to sleep.So, she picked up her phone again and went online. When Jacky Forger returned to the room and saw her still messing with her phone, he snatched it away and placed it on the bedside table."Go to sleep." "And you? Are you still busy?"It was almost midnight."Tomorrow, I have to go to Lyon for a trip. Do you want to come with me?"Liliana usually handled the matters over there, so now she suddenly mentioned her unsuitable physical condition as an excuse. He would still have to go there to take over the work, conveniently monitoring the ongoing projects' progress."Do you want to take me out?""If you say you want to, then sure."They were a married couple, yet he didn't have much free time for her. Their wedding had been delayed, and they di
She discreetly glanced at him and saw that he was still motionless, with an unpleasant and frightening expression on his face.If this had been in the past, seeing him like this would have made her legs tremble and unsteady. Even though they had been living together for a while, looking at him still sent shivers down her spine.Carefully approaching, she bent her back to lift the tea tray, but she heard him speak..."Come here!"These were just two simple words, yet they held a power that made others hesitate.She let out a sigh and obediently walked over. Before she even reached his side, he stood up and pulled her towards him. He used force to press her onto the sofa, and before she could react, his entire body was pressing down on her."Jacky..." Angela Zylian let out a cry. Her chin was held and turned towards him; his lips, carrying the faint scent of cigarettes, were pressed tightly against hers.She knew he was angry. From his actions, she could sense the invisible anger he was
As soon as Mrs. Robinson asked this question, Angela Zylian froze. She thought they knew the situation, but being asked like this caught her off guard. For a moment, she didn't know how to respond. Ultimately, under Mrs. Robinson's scrutinizing gaze, she decided to tell the truth. "Previously, we had a... romantic relationship...""And now?" Mrs. Robinson had already guessed the answer to this question. There was nothing new here. What she wanted to know was the current status.After all, they hadn't been living together before.A couple of times, Mrs. Robinson and Liliana had been to her brother's apartment, but they had never seen any trace of a girl."Now she's my wife. Any objections?" A familiar voice replaced Angela Zylian's answer.Jacky Forger had returned home at some point. Holding a document folder and a freshly removed vest, he stood at the living room entrance. His casual gaze swept over his mother and sister. "Why didn't you let me know before coming?"When his mother ha
One of the reasons Angela Zylian came to France was because Jacky needed an assistant. However, she could look for another job if he didn't need her."Don't you like this kind of life?" He set his coffee cup down, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and then leisurely asked."Not necessarily."Being at home every day, taking care of household chores, and cooking for him made her happy, but there wasn't much to do with just the two of them at home.Most of her time was spent reading books or daydreaming, which was becoming monotonous."Let's talk about work later." He stood up and proposed a different idea to her. "If you're bored, consider furthering your studies."At any rate, going to school was better than going out to find a job where she might attract unwanted attention from other men. While there were undoubtedly men at school, the situation was much simpler overall.After CEO Forger approved her plan to continue her education, Angela Zylian eagerly focused on her career.Going back
In the RoomTiffany sat on the bed, swinging her legs back and forth as she looked at her mother, then glanced at her "sister," her small mouth sealed..."Brother-in-law said he's the father, so... who is the real father, after all?""Tiffany, come here." Mrs. Canen waved her hand, and Tiffany obediently hopped off the bed and ran to her.Taking a deep breath to regulate her emotions, Mrs. Canen looked at the little girl and asked..."Tiffany, if you had another father like your brother-in-law, would you like that?"Following her thoughts, the little girl nodded."Then let's start telling the old stories..."o0oThe heavy rain in Singapore had finally stopped, but November in Paris brought continuous drizzles.Though she wasn't going to work, Angela Zylian woke up early daily to prepare breakfast for him.Their married life had officially begun, and everything else felt new apart from becoming more familiar with each other's bodies.During this period, they were trying to adapt to eac
She admitted it with her mouth, causing a sharp, intense pain to surge through his chest, a pain so fierce that it numbed his heart and soul.No wonder every time she was stimulated to the point of regaining her memory, she looked at him with so much fear, tears streaming down her face...So, this was the truth.So, that wretched, damn person was him. Like a madman, he pounded his hands on the steering wheel several times, finally burying his face in it.Why did this foolish woman forgive him? Why couldn't she open her mouth and say something to him?Why was she so foolish?"Chris, I..."She reached out to him, but the man who had buried his face in the steering wheel suddenly lifted his head, looking at her with eyes blurred by her tears, staring at that familiar face...Why?Why was it him?He got out of the car and circled to help her open the car door, wordlessly pulling her out."Wait outside for a while."Saying that, without waiting for her reaction, he got back in the car, sta