Meanwhile, division one was in an unusually good mood. Everyone let out their excitement the moment the door closed. They hugged one another and celebrated in all sorts of ways.Before they had gone into the conference room, Angela had reminded them to stay calm no matter the result. She had told them not to reveal their emotions and risk looking foolish.In the past, they had always been laughed at, but today they had finally turned the tables and were able to hold their heads high.They were making a ruckus in the large office outside, but Angela didn't bother to stop them.She felt great all day. After finishing her work and clocking out, she planned to head out for a stroll. She would be leaving for Bellador the day after tomorrow and wouldn't be back for at least a week.Right after she carried a bunch of things home, Angela received a call from an unknown number.It was Nick Campbell, one of Dexter's childhood friends."Angela, Dexter's had too much to drink. Can you come
Feeling completely baffled, everyone watched Angela leave decisively.What was going on? Did they see it wrong? Was this really Angela? She seemed like a completely different person now."Dexter, don't be mad. Angela might really have something to take care of. It's fine. I'll take you home later. I know where you live," Elena said softly.The others exchanged glances, each understanding the unspoken meaning.Suddenly, Dexter stood up like he had sobered up. He ignored everyone who tried to stop him and walked out."I just parked for a moment. I came in to pick someone up. Can't you make an exception, officer?"Angela was at the entrance, pleading with a traffic police officer. But she still got a hundred-dollar fine.She felt resentful. It was all Dexter's fault!She opened the car door and climbed in, ready to start the engine.Just then, someone banged on her window.Angela turned and saw Dexter's brooding face, his eyes fixed on her intently.Hadn't he refused to leave?
Angela turned around, dropping the scarf and gloves in her hands."Hey, don't you accuse me of that! It slipped out by accident. Your mom was already suspicious and tricked me into confirming it. I didn't do it on purpose."She's your mom. She wouldn't spread it around and damage your reputation. You lost nothing, so don't try to pin any blame on me. I won't let you use this as a reason to make our agreement void!"Her expression changed noticeably. She stared straight at him, eyes blazing with both fury and fear. Yet she refused to back down.Dexter watched her in silence. The light in his eyes dimmed little by little.Was she really that anxious? Was she afraid he wouldn't let her go?"Then why did you tell my mom to set me up with someone?" he asked through gritted teeth, his voice forced out from deep in his chest, each word dripping with anger.Before Angela could reply, there was a sudden noise from the guest room.Angela forgot all about explaining and hurried over. She
With just one hand, Dexter pinned both of Angela's hands above her head. She had no choice but to look up at him.At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and she caught a glimpse of her own panic-stricken reflection in his eyes.A wave of humiliation crashed over her, and tears welled up in her eyes. Yet, she still gritted her teeth and glared at him in silence.Dexter paused in the middle of tugging at her clothes.For a moment, it felt like a heavy weight had pressed against his chest, making it hard to breathe.While he hesitated, Angela pushed her foot and kicked his thigh. She broke free from his grasp and darted away.Then, she ran upstairs and slammed the door shut with a loud bang.Dexter snapped out of his daze, but the image of her teary eyes remained seared into his mind.She was no longer the weak and submissive woman she used to be. Now, she was stubborn and unyielding, ready to stand her ground against him. It was strange.Dexter lay back on the couch, staring up
Fiona had work to do and couldn't take care of Dexter every day.Just then, Dexter's new assistant, Noah Perry, walked over and said, "Mr. Bamford, we got an invitation to Duke Steven's wedding in Montivale two weeks ago, but we still haven't replied."Dexter gave Noah a surprised glance. The assistant kept his head down in a respectful posture."When is it?" Dexter cleared his throat, his expression still sour. "I'm too busy to attend that playboy's wedding.""It's three days from now," Noah answered with a slight smile. "He also said if you don't attend, he'll give that project to DawnStar instead of us."Dexter took longer strides and fell silent, deep in thought.Moments later, he ordered, "Book me a ticker for a flight tomorrow.""Pardon me, Mr. Bamford. Tomorrow's flights are sold out. The only seat left is on the last flight tonight," Noah replied.Dexter paused for a moment.Noah quickly lowered his head, pretending nothing happened."Fine, I'll make do," Dexter said,
Angela patted Clara's hand, then turned to the group. "Do you guys like it here?"They all glanced around. Even those who didn't know the backstory sensed something was off, but they couldn't hide their excitement.In all honesty, the place was excellent. It was on the first floor, with easy access to restaurants and transportation. It was quiet and perfect for them to rest or go out to get inspiration."Then let's stay. Get settled in and rest. We'll go out for dinner together tonight," Angela said with a smile.Only a fool would pass up a good deal. Since Dexter was paying, she'd let him spend. It would be even better if it made him broke."Hooray!" They cheered in unison.Trent distributed everyone's room keys but held onto Angela's for a moment."Ms. Graham, please come with me," he said, still wearing his polite smile.Angela felt wary. "My room isn't here?"Trent kept smiling. "You need special security arrangements. Please follow me."Her room wasn't far from the other
"Besides, you remember what Stephen promised us. If we take Angela down, I'll become head of division one. After that, we won't have to worry about a better future," Zion said in an icy voice. His demeanor now was worlds apart from his usual polite one. In the dark, his eyes gleamed with a cold light."Flora, you had a chance to deal with Alan earlier today, but you missed it. He's our biggest threat. We can't let him—""That's enough." Flora looked away.She wore a ring that had something hidden inside. If she pricked someone with it, the person would be poisoned in a way that caused dizziness and mental confusion for a few days. It wasn't lethal, but it would be enough to keep them from performing their best in the competition.Their mission was to sabotage the other eight designers so that none of them could compete properly.Yet earlier, when Alan tried to help her, Flora couldn't bring herself to go through with it. She was starting to question if it was worth sacrificing t
"Noah arranged it. I didn't expect you'd be asleep when I arrived. That bed was supposed to be mine, so if anyone should feel wronged, it's me." Dexter smirked, tilting his head. A hint of amusement danced around his lips.Angela seethed. She slipped into the walk-in closet and dressed in a hurry. Then, she hauled her suitcase to leave, but Dexter blocked her."If I come in and you go out, people might suspect we're on the rocks. It won't be good for either of our reputations," Dexter said. He held her wrist without much force, yet she couldn't shake free."I don't want to stay in the same suite as you. You annoy me!" She shot him a fierce look and wrenched her hand loose."Stay three days and I'll pay you 100 thousand," he said, flashing his money.Angela stopped in her tracks.The suite was big. There was even a smaller side room. In the worst case, she could sleep there."200 thousand," she countered coldly.Dexter arched an eyebrow. "Deal."…Since the competition was the
Angela's voice was calm, but her words carried such weight that they stunned everyone present.The onlookers around them immediately began whispering and exchanging astonished glances.Could someone actually be standing up for them and fighting for their benefits? Could this person possibly be an angel?"You're talking nonsense. There's no such thing as compensation or overtime pay. I think you're just trying to stir up trouble." Nora shot Angela a cold glare. "Don't get too full of yourself. Don't think this is your territory."Bill quietly observed the exchange between the two women, not intervening. He looked troubled, as if he were deep in thought."Ah." Angela seemed to laugh in frustration. She looked at Nora with disbelief. "I didn't expect someone as lowly as you, a mere department head, to have taken over the duties of the HR and finance departments as well. Ms. Rutherford, you really are something.""Angela, stop slandering me," Nora snapped, her anger evident in her
Angela read attentively, and before she knew it, the morning had passed by in a flash.Her presence hadn't caused any ripples in the design department. Clearly, no one was paying her much attention.Angela didn't mind at all. On the third morning, she began packing up as soon as she arrived at the company, looking ready to resign.Some people whispered behind her back, and others rushed to inform Nora, but none of it slowed her down as she packed.When Nora emerged and saw her eager-to-leave demeanor, she felt a certain satisfaction."Hm, what's going on here? You've only been here for two days and already can't stand it? I thought Ms. Graham was supposed to be capable and impressive. "How come you couldn't even last two quiet days?" Nora's voice wasn't loud but clear enough for everyone nearby to hear.Angela didn't even spare her a glance, calmly replying, "Your company lacks sincerity. If that's the case, there's no point in continuing this collaboration."As she spoke, she
Moreover, Angela was the granddaughter of the one person Bill despised the most!"Angela, what do you think?" Bill asked with a forced smile, turning his gaze toward Angela.She was sipping from a bowl of mushroom soup, and she gave a faint smile at his question. "Dad, you can make your own decisions. Why ask me?"She gave him no regard at all.Bill's heart skipped a beat.This woman must have something else in mind."However, I'm doing quite well now. Mr. Snowden values me highly, and I'd like to continue working with him."While Bill pondered whether he should reject the collaboration, Angela spoke up with a smile, "Besides, I'm already married. My husband's family has plenty for me to take care of, so I'm not thinking of anything else."What's that supposed to mean?Bill was stirred."In the future, I'll be watching closely to see which of you two siblings is truly more capable. In our company, we've always prioritized skill," he said, laughing heartily.Angela smiled as
"He'll definitely come to show how much he values this cooperation," Angela said, touching up her lipstick before stepping out of the car.They arrived at 6:50 pm, just ten minutes before the scheduled time, but the private room was already full, with 11 people seated. Bill was among them, and he'd even brought Zack—clearly showing how much he cared about this cooperation."Angie, you're finally here! We've been waiting for a while. What would you like to eat?" Zack greeted her as soon as he saw her."Zack, quickly show them to their seats," Bill spoke up.Angela greeted the people from Graham Group and then noticed Nora sitting among them. Her lips twitched slightly. Did Bill still not realize what kind of person his newly hired head of the design department was?"Ms. Graham, long time no see. I heard you were kidnapped by some criminals overseas. How are you? I hope you weren't hurt?" Nora stood up with a smile that was anything but warm.Her words were veiled in concern,
Nora was caught off guard. She collapsed to the floor, her head slamming into the ground, and blood began oozing out.Zion was beyond furious. He was enraged not only at her betrayal but also at himself for failing to see her true nature sooner.Angela had told him to bring Nora out, saying they were going to watch a good show. At first, he dismissed it as one of Angela's schemes, but he never imagined it..."Stephen, Stephen, listen to me, I swear, I was just using him. From the beginning, the only person I've ever loved is you!" Nora, no longer concerned with defending herself, hurried after Stephen as he turned to leave."We have nothing to do with each other anymore," Stephen said coldly, his gaze full of disgust as he looked down at her.He left the private room, his heart heavy with disgust, and saw Angela and Dexter standing nearby."Are you satisfied after watching me make a fool of myself?" Stephen shot a cold glance at Angela, preparing to walk away."Mr. Turner, how c
The room was empty except for Zion, who was engrossed in a video game on the large screen."You're here. Take a seat. My friends left earlier. They had something to do," Zion said without looking up, his focus completely on the game.Nora sneered at his carefree behavior. "All you ever do is play games. Don't you think it's time you got a job? You can't rely on others forever, can you?"To Nora, Zion was nothing more than a lapdog who made money for her to spend. Now that he couldn't even do that, he was of no use to her.But he was handsome. He was a true pretty boy and was easy on the eyes."Alright, I get it," Zion said, setting the controller down and turning off the game.He walked over and sat before Nora, wrapping his arms around her.Nora frowned, feeling irritated. "You stink, so don't touch me.""Come on, we haven't been close in days. Let me kiss you," Zion said, taking advantage of the moment. He pulled her into an embrace, his lips moving closer to hers. "I gave
Fiona raised an eyebrow and shot Callum a disdainful look."I've already had someone handle this. It won't be necessary...""No need," Fiona interrupted, walking over to Angela. "My daughter-in-law is involved in a public scandal, and as her mother-in-law, of course, I need to step in. You can leave this to me."With that, she pulled Angela away."Hey, what are you doing? He's my boss!" Angela tried to pull her hand back, turning to give Callum an apologetic smile.But Fiona's grip was unyielding, and no matter how much Angela struggled, she couldn't break free.She was forcibly dragged out and shoved into a car."Where are we going?" Angela was utterly confused."To have some fun." Fiona took a deep breath. "Just treat it as keeping me company. I haven't been out for a stroll in three years, six months, and twelve days."Angela was at a loss for words.Damn, she suddenly felt an unexpected twinge of sympathy for this miserable woman.After spending most of the day out, they
Angela was in an excellent mood today. Even the breeze on her way to the office felt refreshing. However, upon arriving at the company, she noticed something was off. People looked at her with a mix of sympathy and strange expressions."What's going on?" Angela called Clara over.Clara appeared a bit uncomfortable, hesitating for some time before saying, "Ms. Graham, rumors are going around that you were kidnapped in Montivale by some thugs for days, and... And those men... You know..."Angela's mind went blank for a moment, the ringing in her ears growing louder. Who would be vile enough to spread such disgusting rumors? Didn't they have any shame for creating such trouble for her?"Go back to your work," Angela said coldly. "No, come with me to the PR department."The two of them made their way to the PR department head's office. As they reached the door, they could hear voices from inside."How should we handle this? Ms. Graham is one of our company's rising stars. She hel
A bold thought flashed through Bill's mind. It would be perfect If he could secure this contract.It would help dispel the rumors about his rift with Angela and bring enormous benefits to the company."Hello, Mr. Jameson. Good afternoon. Oh, you want me to visit tomorrow for an on-site evaluation, right? Let me think about it."Angela answered the phone, but before she could say anything more, Bill snatched the phone from her and hung up."What are you doing?" Angela snapped. "Give it back! I've been trying to get an appointment with Mr. Jameson for ages. I'm really interested in working with him!"Seeing her flustered expression, Bill was convinced she wasn't faking it. The idea he had grew stronger."Look," he said. "Since you're looking for a partner, why not just choose Graham Group? Why bother with outsiders? What's wrong with you?""No," Angela replied immediately, without hesitation. Mr. Jameson is the best fit. I can't choose you. People would think I'm using my position