"I just found out that Thomas Edison is very handsome," Olivia said, complimenting Tiara on the lunch she organized.Tiara thinks the contract between Intel and Nakia will go smoothly today. To mark the occasion, she invited a number of her social contacts, including the wives of successful young entrepreneurs, to attend. One of them is Olivia Blanket, who's married to Intel Corp's IT manager. Her husband was there this afternoon to sign the contract with Nakia.Tiara, who had just sampled the appetizers, was eager to share her thoughts on Thomas and his palate. But she didn't want to bring up Helena's name. It was none of her business, anyway, right? "You're right. Thomas is definitely a good-looking guy, Mrs. Olivia. But how can you say that when your husband has something to be proud of besides his looks?"Olivia laughed at Tiara's joke. "You're right. While Mr. Thomas is certainly attractive, he is not in a position to cover all my expenses. Am I his wife?"Tiara couldn't help but
Ultimately, Arslan decided to go for the extra point, despite some of his teammates expressing reservations. He said, "I have the best team to get the job done right. Just an additional point won't change the essence of this cooperation contract."And so they signed the contract. Before Helena signed the contract, Arslan noticed the name on it. Was it Helena's name on the contract? Arslan had also remembered Helena's name when they first met, went through some civil procedures after they got married, and she was only a witness, not a recipient, in those cases. Arslan followed his mother's advice and decided not to use Helena's name when it came to the wealth he had accumulated, whether it was property or vehicles."Adelia Helena E ... Oh my God," Arslan muttered, still in disbelief.It was the same name that Arslan knew. However, the title "Helena" was enough to surprise Arslan. So, Helena had a Master's in Economics?"Why is she keeping that a secret?" Arslan thought to himself."You
Arslan put down the glass of wine he'd just finished in one go, rather abruptly. The sound of the glass hitting the table was pretty loud, and it got everyone's attention in the club's VVIP room. His tie was a little loose, and his shirt was rumpled, showing that he was going through a rough time. His reddish eyes, wild and unfocused, scanned the room as if searching for something that wasn't there.This club is a great place to go if you want to get away from it all. It's very private. Arslan found out about this place through Tiara. She told him that as a young businessman, he needed to network outside the office. Maybe this is the place to meet up with business partners and talk strategy, or just unwind with a few bottles of expensive drinks.Andy, the experienced bartender, watched Arslan with a look that said he was worried about him. "You seem to be thinking about something pretty serious," he said in a calm tone as he kept mixing another drink."I don't need your opinion," Arsl
The next morning, there was a real sense of unease in Arslan's office. Tiara and her dad, Deny Jacob, were waiting in the meeting room to talk about the next project with Nakia Group. They were eager to meet with Arslan to discuss a crucial matter that he had decided on without consulting with the Jacob Group."I need to hear a reasonable explanation, Tiara," Deny Jacob said, clenching his fist. He looked at his future son-in-law's study with a bit of an annoyed expression. "If he can't give a clear reason and outline the next steps in this cooperation, it might be time to question Arslan Tan's credibility in leading Intel Corp."Tiara could tell that the man next to her was holding back his anger. Her father wasn't the easiest person to negotiate with if he didn't agree with something. Tiara was also surprised to find that the contract she thought was going to be a breeze had other requirements. While it wasn't a major issue for her, she also needed to consider the sustainability of
"She's having an affair, Arslan."Tiara's words echoed in Arslan's head again. Like a nightmare that haunted Arslan in the last days. He didn't want to remember Helena's whereabouts, but the most reasonable assumption came from Tiara. If Helena was Nakia's CEO and the youngest daughter of the Edison family, why would this woman go to the trouble of hiding her identity? How ridiculous.At a time when many women out there were competing to show off their family status, on what basis would Helena hide that?"She really cheated on me?" Arslan clenched his fists. He was very angry and felt betrayed by Helena's innocence and simplicity all this time. "For status and a guaranteed life after we split up? Oh my!" Arslan tapped him hard on the forehead. It caused pain, but the man ignored it. "Is that why Helena refused my check? Because the amount in it was not comparable to what the President Director of Edison Group gave her?"Arslan laughed sadly, unable to believe that Helena played the ro
"How did the Intel factory inspection go, Wilna?" someone asked. His voice was firm, so Wilna gave a clear and simple explanation that matched the facts."As far as we can tell, the program was processed with high accuracy, and we didn't run into any major issues, Mr. Thomas. "Everything's under control, and I think the extra responsibility Arslan Tan is taking is why we're able to keep such tight control over the chip creation process.""Good, then," he said. "Give me a full report and don't leave anything out.""Yes, sir." Wilna let out a soft sigh. Her workload was increasing day by day, but she was happy to get stuck in. This was part of the job she loved. If you love what you do, it's not work. That's what Wilna believed."Just make sure Helena doesn't talk to that man for too long. I'm still concerned that Arslan might try to contact Helena again."Thomas Edison was very close to his sister. Wilna was certain that Helena's situation was also affecting Thomas's feelings. Thomas'
"Miss Helena, we've arrived," the driver announced as he pulled up to the hotel lobby. The auction was held at a five-star hotel in the city center tonight. It was exactly what Helena expected an auction event to be like—a bunch of people from different businesses. In the past, Helena had gone to events like this with Thomas or with her father to meet with his business partners. But she wasn't looking to stick around and mingle with other people for too long. It wasn't that she didn't like it, but Helena felt there was no sincerity, only a desire to support each other's businesses.Eventually, Helena realized that this is how people who play a big role in the economy operate. They meet, see eye to eye, and form new partnerships. They exchanged greetings and kept an eye on each other. If you're not careful, you'll get overtaken by a company with more authority and a bigger role. And it's all thanks to the connections made at meetings like this."Thanks, Hans. Pick me up in about an hou
[Wilna: The name of that diamond is Immortal Red. You've got to have it, Helena. I'm sure you'll love it. I'll send you some interesting info about Immortal Red. I didn't think Mr. Darius would have it.]Helena read the message carefully. The auction was still going on, with lots of rare items on offer that would be expensive for many people. But with so many guests invited, it was clear that everyone would go home with something. Tonight's auction is arguably raising the social status of those in attendance because it features one of the collections of jewelry up for auction.Helena sometimes checked the bidding board, but it was obvious she wasn't that interested in the items up for sale. She was after one item in particular: the Immortal Red. She was looking for the best item, which would be auctioned off at the end of the event."I had a great time at tonight's auction," Darius commented. He looked at most of the attendees with a keen interest. "And that wraps up the program for t
That morning, sunlight broke through the gap in Olin's curtains. The girl squirmed quietly on the bed, still half sleepy. But her mind immediately recalled last night's conversation with her father.Her father, Michael Andreas, spoke in a soft yet firm tone. "Olin, your Mommy only wants what's best for you. Sometimes her ways may seem harsh, but that's because she cares. You also have to learn to listen more, not just react."Those words rang in her mind, making her feelings of guilt even stronger. Olin let out a long sigh, then got up from the bed. She looked at her reflection in the mirror.“Alright, today I have to fix it,” she muttered as she put on her school uniform.After tidying up, she left her room and went straight to the kitchen. There, her mother Helena was busy preparing breakfast. The woman's face looked calm, albeit a little tired.Olin paused for a moment at the doorway, feeling nervous. But she gathered her courage, walked slowly, and hugged her mother from behind.“
“I'm home,” Olin said as he confirmed the people around her. Apart from the fact that he was a little late, Olin didn't want to face her mother directly yet. Somehow she felt that, whatever happened at school, her mother already knew about it.He had to be prepared in case she lectured him.“Looks like Mommy's not home yet,” she said with a sigh of relief. She had checked some of the rooms where her mother often stayed, especially the reading room. And she didn't find her mother there. This meant... for the time being Olin was safe.Unfortunately...“What are you looking for?”Her mother came out from the other room, looking at her only daughter in surprise.“Nothing.” Olin grinned widely. “Good afternoon, my dear mother.” She immediately rushed to hug her mother. But Helena just clucked and yelled at her. “It hurts, Mom! Ugh! What did I do wrong?”“Wait for me over there,” Helena pointed to the lounge not far from their current position.“Mom,” Olin said in a pleading voice. She knew
“Gosh, why is that guy so annoying? Why not just tell me his name? What's so hard?” grumbled Olin as he headed to his classroom. He had to pull himself together quickly. there were still at least a few class hours before recess rang.Olin entered the classroom with a leisurely pace, his hands still busy adjusting the strap of his bag that was a little loose. His gaze swept the entire room, making sure the atmosphere was back to normal. There were no more teachers interrogating him or suspicious stares like in the teacher's lounge earlier.“What a long time!” Jihan immediately approached Olin with a cheerful smile. “Where have you been? The second lesson bell is about to ring, you know!”Olin smiled slightly. “To the health room. My hand needs more attention.”Jihan looked at Olin's hand, which had been neatly wrapped with a fresh bandage. “Are you okay?”“As you can see, I'm still alive,” Olin said casually as he sat on his stool. He took out a notebook from his bag and looked at Jiha
After leaving the teacher's room, Olin let out a long sigh. He knew that the problem was not completely solved. But for now, he felt quite relieved. There was still some time before the first lesson ended, and his hand was starting to feel a little sore from the bandage that had started to come loose.“I forgot to change it this morning,” Olin muttered as he looked down at his hand. With a leisurely pace, he decided to head towards the medical room.The school hallway was quite quiet, with only the occasional sound of teachers teaching from the classroom. But when Olin passed the student council room, his steps stopped. The door of the room was open, and the voices of several people having a discussion could be heard clearly.“This year's spring festival needs to be more festive than last year's,” a woman's stern voice echoed from inside the room.“We need more sponsors,” said a man. “The funds available now are only enough for basic decorations. If we want a bigger stage, it's imposs
“I will meet that young man later. I need to get my business done this time,” Olin said with a low grumble. There was no other choice but to step towards the teacher's office. He glanced at the smartwatch in his hand. Not a single message had come in yet, indicating that the person he relied on could solve all his problems today.Olin stepped into the teacher's room with a calm face, barely even showing the slightest worry. In his heart, he had already guessed what would happen. The three girls must have reached the teacher's room first and reported what happened. And this time, they didn't just play with words like before, but brought their parents to urge the school.“I wonder what they said as a form of complaint, huh?” asked Olin with a giggle. He couldn't imagine how the three of them would look when they complained. Either to their parents or to their teacher this morning.At the door, Olin paused, took a deep breath, and smiled a little. “Relax, Olin. It's just a small problem.
“What on earth are you doing, Olin?” asked Helena with a half frustrated sigh. She massaged her temples in disbelief at what Olin had done. When her only child came home, his uniform was dirty. His hands had plaster on them in several places. Not to mention his hair was sticking up in a mess.“Nothing,” Olin replied with a wide grin. “Let's just say I fell down.”“How can that be?” snapped Helena, who was trying her best to be patient with the 15-year-old girl. Olin was a gentle child who disliked excessive activity outside. Let alone playing in the mud, even getting her uniform a little dirty, Olin didn't like it. But... I don't know what made the girl change.Was the puberty of today's teenagers very different from what Helena had experienced? The woman really couldn't understand why times were moving so fast. She could not keep up except to try to understand and assist Olin as best she could.“Mommy doesn't need to be angry.” Olin chuckled. “If Grandma Vera says, Mommy will get pre
Olin let out a rough sigh. His knuckles hurt and looked red. There were scratches on his palms but he did not care. His sharp eyes gazed at his three opponents who were down and moaning in pain.“Damn, I should have been more gentle,” he grumbled. She slightly twisted her wrist which was in a bit of pain. What was making her feel this much pain? Oh... the blow he gave the red-haired girl felt too tight.Today should have gone on as usual. There was no need to dirty his hands and make a slight injury. What would she give as an excuse to her mother and father later? Not to mention his aunt who was very fussy but eager to support him-if she knew what was happening, Olin was one hundred percent sure that tomorrow... would be a very horrendous day at school.“I wish you hadn't messed with me,” muttered Olin as he took one more look at the faces he had battered. “You're wasting my time.” He sat down on one of the piles of unused items around the back of the warehouse.Olin reached under her
The faint morning sun shone through the gap in the bars, illuminating the small room where Tiara Jacob sat. Her face looked calm, but her eyes held a lot of burden. Today, she was going to meet Luna, the aunt she had come to rely on since her life changed completely. If not for Luna Jacob's compassion, who knows what would have happened to Andy. Just thinking about it made Tiara uneasy. She no longer wants anything to do with her ex-husband; Arslan Tan. After what he did and how selfish Arslan was towards Tiara and Andy.They divorced when Andy was one year old. Tiara took care of everything from prison, although initially Arslan didn't accept it but Tiara didn't care. He was patient enough and gave a lot of leeway to their relationship.Tiara didn't even bother to contact Tan's family to ask for help looking after Andy. The latest news Tiara heard was that they were heavily in debt and struggling to support themselves. So how could they support Andy properly?And Tiara's biggest cons
“How did you meet the Edison family at Andy's school? Don't they have references to schools that are much better than Bright Star Academy?” Luna massaged her temples tiredly.Andy had been in his room for some time. Luna felt guilty for being late picking up the boy. But what the heck, she had to take care of the cake shop she managed.“But they don't recognize me,” Luna muttered immediately. “That's much better for us.”“Grandma,” called Andy carrying his school bag. “Help me with my homework.”“Come here.” Luna patted the seat at her side. “I'll come with you to do your homework.”That evening, Luna sat in the living room watching Andy busy with his homework. The boy, though only seven years old, looked so serious. Luna couldn't stop being grateful for Andy's good growth, though there were many worries she kept in her heart. One of them was Andy's encounter with a little girl at the school event this afternoon.Luna knew who the Edison family was. Their name had caused a stir with t