"Oh, Young Master Richards, this is Mr. Garver's son, Honold Garver. He is a loyal friend and we have invited him to join us. I forgot to introduce him to you." David's father was currently in partnership with Honold's father, Sadiva. Obviously, he was trying to befriend Honold. After all, his father was about to retire. However, Sadiva was different. Sadiva was younger and had a great future in politics. "Mr. Richards, pleased to meet you." Honold greeted Hansen in an indifferent manner as if he was only doing it out of respect. Hansen's eyebrows furrowed for a second. He was no longer the reckless man he used to be. He would exercise self-restraint and keep his thoughts to himself. After all, he was married now, many things had to be taken into consideration for Jenna's sake. He didn't want her to worry. "Hello, Mr. Garver." He politely replied and reached out his hand. Honold slowly extended his hand and shook hands with him. Then, he withdrew his hand immedi
After pacing the room, Jenna called Hansen. She dialed for a long time, but no one answered. When she dialed again, someone finally answered the phone. A charming female voice came from the other end of the line, and there seemed to be a lot of laughter in the background. "Hello, who is this? Mr. Richards has gone to the toilet. Please call again later." The woman's voice was seductive and she sounded lewd to Jenna. Jenna's face turned pale and her heart started throbbing. She thought for a moment after hanging up the phone, grabbed the keys, and headed out. She was now the mistress of Richards Manor. She made a phone call and an electric car came to pick her up at once. The driver had gone to the garage to pick up the car for her. It was right next to the electric car. She hopped in her Lamborghini and searched for Paradise House via navigation tools. It was in a wealthy area of A City, the most affluent place. The people who lived there were
Hansen watched as Jenna's beautiful figure walked confidently in front of him. She did not even spare him a glance. The light in the dancing hall outside flickered, blending into all sorts of colors. It made her look mysterious. Hansen followed behind her. The corners of his lips curled up as he stared at her back. He could see her bare back, her silver high heels, and her hair casually tied up at the back of her head. She was indescribably charming and alluring. She turned around and propped one hand on her waist. Her eyebrows furrowed and said with a hint of anger, "Alright, Hansen, you have guts. How dare you do these things behind my back." Hansen was shocked. As soon as he walked out of Paradise House, he took a step forward and held her in his arms. His eyes glistened. "Baby, are you angry?" Jenna glanced at him, and there was a halo in her eyes. Hansen didn't know whether she was mad at him or she was seducing him. He was enticed. He had made love to her that a
"Well, please help me get some clothes." Hansen was worn out. In fact, what he worried about the most was that he had delayed Jenna's sleeping time. Seeing that her little face showed signs of drowsiness, he hastily got up and took a shower. Jenna tidied up his suit and noticed something off on his pants. She understood immediately when she saw the cigarette hole. She saw him looking down at his crotch area with a flustered expression when she walked into the VIP room. It must have been scalded just now. She was angry and amused. The suit was handmade. It would've taken two tailors nearly a month to get it done. At that time, they did order a lot, but now, such an expensive suit had been ruined. She shook her head regretfully at once. She heard Hansen calling her and hurriedly tidied up his pajamas and underwear, and fetched them for him. As soon as Jenna got under the quilt, Hansen finished his bath and climbed into bed. As soon as he got on the bed
Her action made everyone present feel uneasy. The vice president post was the second-highest position in Richards Group. Such a person who took on this important and honorable position bowed to her subordinates. Of course, it made them feel great pressure. However, on the other hand, it also showed that Jenna was not a shallow woman. Her husband, who was the president of Richards Group, was sitting next to her. She could afford to be arrogant and ignore everyone, but she did not. She was also cautious and polite. A woman like her would be scary. "Well said." The corner of Hansen's mouth curved as he took the lead in applauding Jenna. All of a sudden, the audience burst into thunderous applause. The executives who had been surprised came to their senses and clapped their hands loudly. The meeting was only to announce Jenna's return and nothing more. Hansen called over all the executives just to tell everyone about Jenna's appointment. In fact, this could have bee
"What about quality?" Jenna's beautiful eyes narrowed. She heard that a group of cars had been recalled due to unqualified brake production. It was a fatal flaw in car production. She could not allow this kind of thing to happen. "In terms of quality, the majority of the cars pass the qualification criteria. Occasionally..." Before Benson could finish his words, Jenna interrupted him. "In the production of cars, I won't allow 'majority' or 'occasionally'. It can only be absolute. We need to pay attention to efficiency and quality. How about this? Go back and look into the recalled brake parts issue. Hand in a report including personnel or things involved. There will be penalties and rewards. Such a thing can't be overlooked, and you can't allow it to happen again." Benson was a little stunned. "Is there a problem?" Jenna gazed at him as she knitted her eyebrows and asked. "No, no problem." Benson came back to his senses and quickly replied. Then, he stood up and
"I haven't worked for so long. I forgot how tiring it can get." As soon as Jenna got in the car, she got onto the soft seat in the back. "Really? It's fine if you quit working. I can provide for you." Hansen's eyes lit up when he heard that she was tired. He quickly turned around and assured her. "No, I want to go to work." Jenna immediately answered and turned down his idea. Hansen really didn't want her to go to work. She wondered what this guy was thinking. Why didn't he want her to go to work? No, it was exhausting for him to manage such a big company alone. "It's fine if you want to go to work. It's up to you." Hansen could only let her be. "Where do you want to eat?" Hansen asked while driving. "That's up to you," Jenna said without thinking, lying on her stomach. "It's up to me? Good." He thought. Hansen gave a sinister laugh and drove off in his car. In just a moment, the car entered a parking lot. Jenna sensed that something was
Zoella chuckled when she saw Liya's expressions. She took out an empty cheque from the drawer, wrote a few words, and handed it to Liya. Liya looked at the cheque with her mouth agape. Five million dollars? It was a huge sum for a modest woman like her. Her face lit up when she thought of her father in the ward, but she became worried again. She put the cheque on the table and muttered, "I can't take that much money, Miss Yates. Besides, I don't have the ability to pay it back." She gripped her shirt tightly as she kept glancing at the cheque from time to time. Her gleaming eyes showed a hint of unease. Zoella noticed it. She pushed the cheque towards her and sat down next to her. She held her hand and said, "It's my fault for only finding you yesterday. I didn't realize your family had come to such a state. What a pity." She spoke with a trace of sadness in her eyes. Liya was moved and her eyes welled up with tears. "Miss Yates, I'm grateful that you even thoug