Yuna entered the CEO's office. She saw Herbert and Blake inside. Blake sat on the couch. He looked high and mighty. The moment he saw Yuna, he said with an odd tone, "Oh, look who's here, walking like she owns the place." He placed his hands on his thighs and tilted his head. His eyes were filled with disdain and mockery. "Yuna, I've underestimated you. You really know how to get your job done even when you're new here." "Watch your tone!" Herbert scolded him mechanically. He then looked at Yuna with a frown. "I heard you got the Thornbeak project with Yvan's help." "Yeah." Yuna didn't hide anything. Herbert pretended to be happy as he said, "So Yvan does have a conscience. He's helping us out this time since our families were in-laws back then." When Yuna heard that, she smiled coldly. She didn't speak a word. She waited for Herbert to say something more. "I also heard something else. Yvan invested a hundred million dollars in our company, didn't he?" Herbert said. There
Unfazed, Yuna stood before Blake. She mocked him, "Blake, have you forgotten about what you and Lester did in Mr. Fisher's club?" That immediately stirred him up. She continued, "Everyone in the Jefton State knows how close Mr. Fisher and Mr. Jenkins are. After Mr. Fisher blacklisted you, do you think Mr. Jenkins will no longer care about it? All because he wanted to make some money? Mr. Jenkins sponsored the Feron company because of my previous partnership with him." At that point, Yuna glanced at Herbert again. Herbert seemed solemn and concerned. She smiled coldly and said, "You want me not to be in charge of the Thornbeak project? Fine. But can you guarantee that Mr. Jenkins would still invest in the company, Dad?" It wasn't something Herbert could guarantee. He knew better than anyone that Yuna was the only reason Yvan would help the company. That was why he couldn't afford to risk doing that. "If that's the case, you'll be in charge of this project. But just to be saf
Blake was thrown onto the floor with a resounding thud. He struggled to get up. His face contorted in pain. "Vince Lawson, how dare you! Who do you think you are?" Vince knitted his brow together, and his face remained impassive. "I was defending myself, Mr. Blake," he said. Blake clenched his teeth and stood before him. He pointed at Vince's throat. "I'll kick you out of the company!" Vince wasn't threatened at all. "I work for Ms. Feron. Only she has the authority to ask me to leave the company. You don't." Blake cursed out loud. He was about to fight him when Yuna came out of the office. She immediately yelled to stop him when she saw what was going on. "Blake Feron, did you come here just to fight my assistant? Are you putting on a show?" Blake didn't get to land that punch once he heard her. "Yuna, you asked Vince Lawson to hit me, didn't you?" Blake was like a mad dog right now. He would bite anyone he saw. Yuna raised her eyebrow and stared at him. "Would I be a
"Ms. Feron?" Vince whispered. He stood cautiously by her side. Yuna averted her eyes. She knew Yvan wouldn't be here waiting for her for no reason. "You can go back first, Vince." Hearing that, Vince could only nod. Yuna slowly walked toward the car. She watched as Yvan got out of the backseat and sat in the driver's seat. He also said, "Sit at the front." She had no choice but to open the door to the front passenger seat and get in. A few seconds later, Yvan started the car and drove away. He was looking at the rearview mirror, watching Vince. Vince stood there without moving for a long while. There was a hint of coldness flashing through his eyes. Shifting his eyes away quietly, he stared ahead. Yuna only raised a question when the car stopped to wait for the light to turn green. "Is there anything you want me to know about Thornbeak Hill, Mr. Jenkins?" "Best if we don't talk about it in the car." When the light turned green, the car turned left. Ten minutes late
Yuna thought she could leave, seeing Yvan almost finished with his food. However, the waiter brought two plates of desserts into the room. She watched with her mouth agape as Yvan grabbed the spoon and enjoyed his dessert. "What's so weird?" Yuna instantly shook her head. "Do you know how bad of a liar you are, Yuna?" Yvan said casually without lifting his head. Yuna touched her face before realizing that his eyes were already on her. "These are all traditional family recipes. Even the desserts are homemade. Try it." Pursing her lips, she didn't say anything. But she took the spoon and started eating. The texture was indeed amazing. "I'm just asking you to have a meal with me. Do you have to be so on guard around me?" Yvan exposed her. "I don't recall you telling me to have a meal with you." "Couldn't you tell?" Yuna shot a bewildered look at him. "Mr. Jenkins, I'm not your assistant. How would I be able to guess what you're thinking?" "Back then, didn't you want
The next day, Yuna received a call from Diana before she even reached the company. Looking at the time, she realized it had been a while since she met Diana or had a call with her. Getting a call from her at this hour might not be a good sign. She answered it. "Yuna Feron, what do you think you're doing? Why are you ruining Yvan and Daisy's relationship? Just because Yvan divorced you back then? I'm telling you, I don't like you, and I don't want you as my daughter-in-law. No matter what kind of tricks you're playing now, you'll never be able to set foot in the Jenkins residence again! Even if you have Yvan wrapped around your little finger now, he and Daisy will never break up!" Diana yelled a bunch of expletives at her. Yuna wasn't that dumb to not know what was going on. She was wondering if something happened between Yvan and Daisy again. After thinking for a bit, she figured there was only one possibility. And it was related to the text Kiara sent her earlier. Yuna sai
Darren's lips curved into a mischievous smile. "No, I should be addressing you as Ms. Feron, the junior CEO of the Feron company." Yuna said, "I'll do the same to you then." That instantly made Darren laugh. "Doesn't that put more distance between us now?" Yuna replied, "Did I say anything wrong though?" Darren nodded casually. "You're new, so you don't know about all the courtesies. It's okay. I can teach you. In our case, everyone else would think we're close if you called me Darren. It will attract more business opportunities for you as well. It's called building connections." She remained impassive. "You're quite resourceful, aren't you?" "As a businessman, I have to be." Darren said with a half-smile, "Don't worry, I'll take care of you since we know each other." Yuna didn't want that at all. Yvan alone was bothersome enough. With Darren in the picture, she'd be in an awkward position, sandwiched between those two. And she wasn't that dumb. "Thank you, Mr. Bowman.
Right at that moment, the office door was opened again. This time, Yvan came in. When he saw Darren sitting beside Yuna, he scrunched up his brow. His expression also darkened. The one suffering the most here was Mr. Adam. He was so horrified that cold sweats were forming on his forehead. He regretted being arranged to meet up with Yuna to sign the agreement. He couldn't afford to offend either of these big shots. "Have you signed it?" he asked Yuna. "Yeah." Suddenly, Darren said, "Can't believe you'd do the work yourself, Mr. Jenkins. Right after you announced your breakup with Ms. Bailey, you're being all lovey-dovey with your ex-wife now." Right now, Mr. Adam wished he wasn't here. He didn't want to hear any of that. Yuna raised her brow and said, "Mr. Bowman, watch your words." Darren shrugged. "Sorry, I wasn't attacking you. Don't think too much about it." Yvan ignored that loudmouth. He looked at Yuna as he said, "Take the agreement and follow me." Indeed,