"Here, have something to eat. Don't starve yourself." Steffan handed the breakfast to her in a doting manner. Zevulon put on his slippers and slowly made his way to the design room. His stomach growled when he smelled the aroma of cheese and said, "Young man, why didn't you bring me breakfast? It seems like you prioritize Dory over me." Zevulon could see Steffan's intentions. He had been keeping a close eye on his every move. Since he accepted Jenna as his apprentice, Steffan, who lacked perseverance in his work, would stay back and accompany Jenna in the design room. He was attracted to Jenna's artistic abilities and began to be more open-minded. He was addicted to the beauty and abstraction in art. He began to understand the market demands and became less self-centered in his designs. Presumably, everything in the world mutually reinforced and balanced out each other. Zevulon sighed inwardly. In the past, no matter how much he lectured Steffan, he just w
"Mr. Tangger, thanks for reminding me. I understand." Jenna looked up with a smile and continued sketching. Zevulon scratched his head and tapped his head. "Dory, I heard that the government had sold a piece of land to some business mogul. He intends to build an automobile parts factory here in Srirano. I heard they are about to break ground soon. Based on your level of expertise in automotive design, I think you should consider working for that company. What is the company's name?" "Alas, I'm getting old and I'm getting forgetful. I remember reading it in the newspapers but I seem to have forgotten the name. However, I know that the cars produced by that company are very famous. The cars are very expensive and sold all around the world. With your talent, it would be positive in your personal development if you moved into that company. Steffan is an artist, he's not suitable to be a businessman. With that being said, there's not much room for personal development in this co
"Oh, right. You have lost your memory. It's natural that you don't know him." Steffan said, shaking his head. "Melvin Adames is a well-known automotive designer who specializes in designing the interior of a car. He is being headhunted by all of the top automobile companies. This person is powerful but he is very hard to please. Nevertheless, we should try our best to win him over." He had not cared about this sort of news until he became the president of the Yintern Group. Moreover, he heard that Melvin would be coming to Srirano soon. That was what excited him. Jenna was slightly absent-minded. She knew that car design had many design elements. She was only good at designing the exterior of the car. The interior design of a car was much more complicated and difficult. It was out of her league. Jenna admitted that interior car design was beyond her level of expertise. Even Zevulon, who was dismantling and assembling various car parts every day, was still developing t
"Hansen, I'm only a secretary for the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. I'm not very busy. I'm just worried about you. All you do is work and neglect to seek treatment for your eyes. You don't even cherish yourself!" Jaqueline's expression was melancholic. She said seriously, "Hansen, stop suppressing your grief and learn to heal. Don't be too stubborn. You cannot turn back time. The fact is that Jenna is dead. You must learn to accept reality and start a new life. You can't torture yourself like this forever." Jaqueline's eyes were filled with deep regret. There was also a sense of helplessness in her words and actions. When Hansen heard these words, he choked on his own breath. His face turned even more gloomy and terrifying. He immediately slammed his hand on the office table and bellowed angrily, "That's enough Jaqueline! Don't ever challenge my bottom line again! Please stay away from my life. Let me tell you this, I firmly believe that my beloved Jenna isn't dead. She will
"Mr. Richards, there's something I don't know if I should say." Alvin felt the need to tell Hansen the truth when he saw his disappointed face. "Go on," Hansen said impatiently. "Mr. Richards, what I want to say is that the chances of Mrs. Richards surviving such a high fall is very slim..." Alvin thought for a while before he spoke. He really could not bear to see the disappointed look on Hansen's face. "B*stard, all of you seem to be cursing her. Where is your conscience?" Hansen was furious. He picked up a stack of documents from his table and threw it at Alvin. Alvin stood still. The documents hit him and fell to the ground. He bent down and carefully picked up the documents. "Mr. Richards, you can be mad at me, but you can't ignore my words. You and Mrs. Richards were deeply in love with each other. If she was still alive, she would have come to find you. The Richards Group has branches all over the world. As long as she went to report herself i
"Jerry, I've made your favorite cola chicken wings. Come over and eat." Jaqueline smiled warmly as she said to Jerry. She wasn't offended by Jerry's words. "I don't like to eat your food. I only like to eat the food cooked by my mother." Jerry's face creased as he angrily said, "You're not my mother, so I'm not going to eat your food." Jaqueline's face looked pained. She understood that Jerry was very resistant to her. He was still a kid. She firmly believed that one day, he was going to accept her. She just needed to be patient and sincere to him. Then, he would be moved. "Come, let's have dinner. We've been busy all day. Jerry is leaving for England tomorrow. We're going to have a nice dinner today." Marissa quickly tried to ease the awkward situation with a smile. Hansen did not say much and did not even look at Jaqueline. He carried Jerry over to the dining room and sat down. Trevor did not come over to Capital City. However, Marissa decide
"Hansen, are you being ignorant or do you not understand? Even if you manage Richards Group well and it becomes a powerhouse, so what? All your efforts will still go down the drain in a few years because there is no one to take over the company. What we need now is more descendants. The world will only continue if there are people to carry on living. It's impossible to rely on your strength alone. We must think about the future. All of the rich and powerful families have plenty of successors in the family. Only then will they be able to inherit the family's business. Don't you understand this?" Marissa was choked with sobs and wiped her tears with a tissue. Her son was not interested in other women anymore. In fact, he was avoiding them. He only cared about work. His character was getting stranger everyday. If it went on like this, then what was the point of having so much money when he did not have anyone to inherit it? Every man would need a successor in order to continue
The sea breeze blew through Lilian's hair, and she took the opportunity to wipe away the tears from the corner of her eyes. One year ago, she had passed out after witnessing Jenna as she fell off a cliff into the fast-flowing river down below. She deserved to be called a big shot as the first thing she did after waking up was rush to the hospital. She made a prompt decision and ordered for someone to prepare the helicopter to fly Sara over to Europe for treatment. During the past year, she came up with all sorts of ways to hide Jenna's death from Sara. Social media was so advanced those days. It was impossible to hide the truth from her if they continued living in the country. Lilian wasn't sure how much longer she was able to hide the truth from Sara, but one thing she knew for sure was that Sara would be devastated when she learnt the truth about Jenna's death. However, her body was in no condition to bear such an emotional pain. This was too