Santiago stood behind Jepherson. The very sight of Flynt ticked him off. Jepherson walked up to Flynt and stood in the courtyard, observing the place. He said with his hands clasped behind his back, "This place is nice. There are a lot of people who would love to have a place like this to recuperate." At that time, Flynt's subordinates emerged from the house. Flynt glanced at the closed courtyard door and looked towards Jepherson. "You guys have gone too far. I didn't offend you guys in any way. That day, I just so happened to pass by the hospital. I stayed back with Raeleigh to give a deposition. We sat and talked for a bit. Then, your brother just came up to me and punched me. He even pushed Raeleigh. Why don't you ask your brother what happened? Why did you have to come here to look for me?" Jepherson laughed, amused. "Your showing up is what really strikes me as odd. Flynt, do you want to know where I threw your arm after I got my subordinates to hack it off?"
"Santiago bought the fruits," Jepherson said as he took off his coat and put it aside. Santiago entered the room and glanced at Raeleigh before taking a seat. He did not seem like he was going to apologize to her at all. Raeleigh glanced at Santiago. "What? Is this his way of apologizing?" "I guess. How would you like him to apologize?" Jepherson asked. Raeleigh replied, "I want him to promise that he will never hit me again. He is not allowed to lay his hands on me nor scream at me for no reason." Jepherson turned to look at Santiago, who then said, "Flynt is up to no good. He's just trying to come up with ways to approach you, don't you know that? Why are you blaming me for what happened?" "So, what you're saying is that you're not in the wrong?" Jepherson questioned. Santiago hesitated for a moment before replying, "No." "So, you're a hypocrite now?" Jepherson picked up an apple and took it to the washroom sink to wash it. Raeleigh watched as Jepherson
Santiago put his empty plate aside and took a tissue to clean his mouth with. The other stylist did not dare to speak to him. Everyone knew what his temper was like. He was like a ticking time bomb that could explode at any moment. No one dared to offend him. The stylist in charge of Raeleigh hurried over to Santiago. She latched onto Santiago's arm with one hand and patted his chest with the other. "Mr. Santiago, I misspoke. You shouldn't bother yourself with people like me." "That's enough from you." Santiago gave the stylist a scornful glance. The stylist hurriedly went on, "I'm sorry, I forgot myself. It must be because I'm too used to dealing with the other customers." Santiago did not reply. He strode towards the dressing room. After entering the room, he sat down on his seat. His stylist helped him put a face mask on. When Raeleigh came back and saw Santiago with the face mask on, she found the sight quite amusing. A tall, strong man like him with s
Everyone's jaw dropped when Raeleigh came out from the changing room looking like a queen. "Wow!" The other stylists came in to see her. Raeleigh hurriedly placed a hand over her chest to cover her cleavage. The stylists stared blankly at Raeleigh. Suddenly, someone said, "Wow, how beautiful." Santiago, who was standing outside, said, "Get her another dress, one without a fishtail." "Mr. Santiago, this is the most beautiful dress we have. I can guarantee you that Miss Raeleigh will be the center of attention tonight." Santiago turned around and asked, "Who's the one calling the shots?" The stylist was caught off guard and took two steps backwards. "You are, but we're pressed for time. We don't have much time to make changes to the dress." Santiago stared at them. "Are you saying you're not willing to get it ready?" "Mr. Santiago, this dress took days of work from six designers to put it together. No matter how good we are, we will n
Raeleigh looked at the stylist. "Are all of you very afraid of Mr. Santiago?" "Mr. Santiago isn't as reasonable as Mr. Jepherson. He talks with his fists. If he isn't happy, he will hit us. I fractured my hand once because of him." The stylist smiled as he spoke. Raeleigh asked curiously, "You fractured your hand yet you're still smiling about it? Aren't you angry at all?" "Though Mr. Santiago is not unreasonable, he doesn't talk through problems like Mr. Jepherson. Mr. Jepherson will never get physical while Mr. Santiago is the exact opposite. If he can solve his problems with his fists, he won't talk it out." "In fact, Mr. Santiago is a good person. It's just that he's got quite the temper at times, and it's not something he can control." "As long as we don't anger Mr. Santiago, then nothing will happen." "Are you saying this because you work for him?" Raeleigh looked at the stylist strangely. She was surprised that the stylist was still defending
Raeleigh was still holding the cake but she had no way of refusing. In the end, she was pulled forward. Jepherson was dressed in black from head to toe and had a blue rose boutonni?re pinned to the lapel of his suit jacket. He walked up to the stage, picked up the microphone and greeted his guests. When he did, Everyone in the room turned to look at him. Just as Raeleigh was about to take a bite of her cake, Jepherson turned to face her and planted his lips on hers, kissing away the cream on her lips. Raeleigh immediately knew that he was up to something. "What are you up to?" "I'm going to make an announcement." Jepherson gave her a smile before turning around and looking at the guests below the stage. "Good evening, I'm delighted to announce that the Richards Group has already achieved its first quarter target. I would like to thank you for your time and effort, and for coming and celebrating with us. We look forward to your continued support for t
Raeleigh only planned to have one dance with Jepherson. However, after the first song ended, Jepherson handed her off to Santiago to continue dancing. As soon as Santiago stepped onto the dance floor, he became the topic of everyone's conversation. "Why is she wearing Mr. Santiago's jacket?" "Oh, you're right! It seems Mr. Santiago is captivated by her beauty." Although Jepherson overheard the guests talking, he remained indifferent. He even talked and laughed with the guests. After the second dance ended, Raeleigh briefly glanced at her watch to check the time as Santiago led her off the dance floor where Jepherson was already waiting for her. They walked out of the banquet hall and straight to the car. Raeleigh was exhausted and had no idea what was happening inside. Jepherson poked his head out of the car and instructed one of his men, "Go and take care of it." "Yes, Mr. Jepherson." Santiago got into the car as his men turned around an
Raeleigh stayed in A city for two days. After the dust settled, she went back with Jepherson. When they arrived at Richards Group, Jepherson got out of the car and brought Raeleigh inside. It wasn't until she had gone inside that she found out Stella had moved in. Raeleigh couldn't help but be impressed. Despite all that had happened, Stella had still moved in. It seemed that Raeleigh had some difficult times ahead. Thinking of Stella, Raeleigh recalled what had happened to Xanthus. Drug poisoning was no small matter. She turned around and went inside, leaving Jepherson behind. She didn't rest after entering the room even though she did say she was tired and sleepy. After all, she had been busy over the past couple of days. But her drowsiness faded at the thought of living under the same roof as Stella. She packed her belongings, took her suitcase and got ready to leave. When she reached the door, Jepherson happened to arrive at the door