"Okay, that's great." Matteo was satisfied with Zoella's answer. To be honest, he knew very well that his son was not good enough for Zoella. However, their family was prestigious and powerful. His son had a high social status. Zoella met the requirements of becoming his daughter-in-law. Not only was she capable, she was also well-mannered and smart. She had an elegant demeanor and would not ruin the family's reputation. Looks did not matter to men. As long as they were successful and well-off, it was a piece of cake to find a capable wife. Although his son was not worthy of Zoella, Matteo was confident that he could force Zoella to remain loyal and serve the family with his wealth and social status. Back then, when Zoella approached him and suggested her plans, he not only admired her courage but also recognized her abilities. Hence, he agreed to help her, on one condition, which was to marry his son. Didn't she wish to start a company called Sky Sword Group? As long as sh
Meroy noticed that Jenna looked very haggard and distraught. It was apparent that she was very anxious. Hence, she spilled the beans and attempted to comfort her. "To be frank, Madam, Old Madam may be right. After all, she is getting old. Everyone will eventually die one day. It's normal for a person to experience signs and symptoms such as these at her age. Don't worry too much about it." Jenna was feeling very anxious and uneasy. Vivian had said a lot that day when she came over. This had never happened before. It was apparent that she was aware of her health condition, which was why she asked her to come over and instructed Meroy to hand her the accounts book and the records of the family history. Now that she thought about it, it was as if Vivian was prepared to leave any moment. Jenna was filled with anguish and tears coursed down her cheeks. "Meroy, we don't have any control over life and death, but we must bring her to the hospital when she is unwell, whether she lik
The Richards Group was still brightly lit even though it was late at night. All the executives were still busy at work. Hansen had not slept a wink in the past few days. He had been busy conducting meetings with the executives as they analyzed the current situation, trying to find out the cause. All the evidence pointed to the fact that the GPS of the cars manufactured by the Richards Group had records of leaking out the nation's top secrets. It was an immutable fact. There was nothing else they could do except to recall the cars from the market. The point was, how was the document containing the nation's top secrets installed into the system? Was it an error or was someone framing them on purpose? He had analyzed the situation very carefully. It was highly unlikely that it was a programming error. In fact, it was impossible. Only one possibility was left. Someone had deliberately inserted the document into the system to frame the company. Such a malicious
Their laughter and chatter could be heard from time to time. Sergio was in the office next to theirs. He was smoldered with resentment as they were apparently enjoying each other's company. Despite their predicament, they were laughing very happily. It was as if they were on cloud nine. "Great. Laugh while you can. You guys would not feel like laughing anymore soon." He thought angrily. The muscles along his jaw clenched and his eyes glowed with savagery. Although they were under immense pressure, he did not catch sight of them being in distress or agony. They were as affectionate as ever to each other and disregarded everyone else. At this moment, he was suddenly filled with a sense of emptiness and loneliness. Nothing could make him feel better. For the first time in his life, he realized that life wasn't just about politics, power, and profits. There was something much more precious. Something which he never had before. After lunch, Jenna packed u
"So you are Sergio?" Sabrina was extremely shocked. She looked at Sergio in disbelief. Her father, General Delia had called her numerous times, saying that the Xanthe family would love to have her as their daughter-in-law. He asked about her opinion regarding the matter. Sabrina was in no mood to think about marriage. Hence, she grew evasive and tried to avoid his calls as much as possible. To be honest, although she lived in Capital City, she had never seen him before, as Sergio was mostly in the army. However, she had heard that he was very good-looking and talented, which was why her father agreed to the marriage. However, she was not interested in him. She was surprised to see him over here even though she had no feelings for him. Hence, she widened her eyes in disbelief as she examined him from top to bottom. "Are you Miss Sabrina?" Sergio stood up and smiled at her politely. "Yes." Sabrina sized him up for a while. Once she confirmed her first impres
"Sabrina, is it you?" she asked in a quivering voice. "Yes, it's me." Sabrina blinked back her tears and answered with her voice raised. Although Vivian was experiencing some hearing loss, she heard clearly what Sabrina had said. She stretched out her withered hand to hold hers as she struggled to sit up. Jenna quickly stepped forward and supported her by holding up her back. She placed a pillow behind her and helped her lean against it as she patted her back to help her catch her breath. "Sabrina, I'm so happy that you have come to see me. I thought that you would never set foot in Richards Manor again in your life." Tears streamed down her cheeks and her hands were trembling violently, as she held Sabrina's hand. Sabrina was filled with anguish and burst into tears. She lowered her head as tears streamed down her cheeks. "Sabrina, the Richards family is indebted to you. Norton has betrayed your trust. We have never blamed your father for going agai
"Jenna, it's not what you think. I do wish to help but I don't think that I would be much of a help. After all, I do not have any power." Seeing the look of disappointment on her face, Sabrina felt sorry. She lowered her head and stammered, as her fingers fidgeted nervously. She really wanted to help the Richards Group. Although she said it out of agitation, it was what she had been thinking all this while. "Who says? You can definitely be of help." Jenna shook her head and smiled. She said firmly, "Have you forgotten? Back then, we organized the New Year Eve's banquet together right over here. It was a big success. Although Aria stole our spotlight, we both knew that it was a result of our team effort. We cooperated pretty well together. Didn't we?" Sabrina was stunned. She thought for a moment and her face broke into a grin. Her words rang true. "However, Jenna, this isn't as simple as planning a grand banquet. It's far more complicated and a scheme is involve
At the main office of the Sky Sword Group, Zoella, who was wearing a white dress and a black shawl, was sitting at her desk. Her silky hair fell over her shoulders and she looked very elegant and charming. She was holding a pen, and was lost in thought, as she stared at the computer screen. Octavia walked in and said softly, "Miss Yates, Mr. Jones is here." Zoella, who was staring at the computer screen, narrowed her eyes. Her mouth twisted into that wry smile again and her eyes twinkled with mirth. She was not paying attention to what Octavia was saying. Octavia did not receive a response after standing there for a while. Hence, she could only raise her voice. "Mr. Oscar is here." "What did you say? Who's here?" she asked incredulously. Upon hearing Oscar's name being mentioned, Zoella finally came to her senses. "Mr. Jones, Mr. Oscar." Octavia had to repeat what she said. Why was he here? Zoella's gaze turned ice-cold and it was dripping with