Before Angela could get the cutlery for the food, Fiona had already cracked open a bottle of wine and started drinking straight from it."Wait a second. Please stop." Angela hurriedly stopped her. "Eat something first to line your stomach. Drinking like this is harmful."Fiona looked rather pale. She ate a couple of bites perfunctorily before resuming her drinking.By the time her face was flushed and her eyes started to sparkle with drunkenness, she grabbed Angela's arm and poured out her feelings."Tell me—am I that terrible? Even though I'm this capable, why does he still go looking for someone else? I've worked tirelessly for the Bamford family for so many years. Is he blind to it? Angela, if it were you, what would you do?"Fiona had never spoken so much before.Seeing her so broken, Angela couldn't help but feel uneasy."Nothing that happened is your fault."Angela sighed, feeling the weight of the world's sorrows."Come on, drink!" Fiona handed Angela a bottle of fruit wi
On their way there, the car was engulfed in heavy silence."Today, a lot of people were talking about the matter. Mom's in a bad mood. If you have the time, do comfort her," Dexter suddenly said as the car came to a stop.Nodding slightly, Angela agreed.Fiona, surprisingly, had arrived before them. She was seated on the couch with a laptop in front of her, clearly still busy with work.When Joseph arrived, he called everyone to the dining table for dinner.That day, Ursula and Cecilia were also there and sat opposite Joseph.Cecilia, with her playful demeanor and humorous remarks, made Joseph laugh several times heartily, but her efforts didn't change the cold atmosphere around the table."Fiona, oh, wait… I forgot you're no longer a part of the family. Should I address you more formally instead?"Since you and my brother are divorced, isn't it time you give up the control of the household? After all, technically speaking, you're no longer part of the Bamford family," Ursula s
Everyone knew that they would have been through hell without Angela's self-sacrifice during this trip to Montivale."No, the disaster was my fault. I had to do what I did. I needed to shield you at the critical moment rather than let you all endure fear alongside me," Angela said.The group fell silent, tears welling in everyone's eyes."Alright. We should be glad that we're all fine, okay? Anyway, we won the championship. Those guys in Division Two must be so envious, no?" Angela remarked with a smile.Alan snorted. "Them? Even if they tried, they couldn't even be us. Angela, Mr. Snowden said he'd only present the rewards after you returned. It could be today or tomorrow."Not long after he said that, Callum personally arrived at the design department with two of his assistants.He gathered everyone for a brief meeting."Ms. Graham led her small team to brave the competition, and they lived up to expectations, bringing back excellent results. Let's give a round of applause for
Angela couldn't quite explain it, but whenever Callum was in front of her, she could feel his genuine care for her, as if he were an elder sibling of hers.This feeling was both grounding and reassuring."We'll first extend an olive branch to Graham Group and show Bill your worth. Then, I'll propose that if they want to keep working with DawnStar long-term, they'll need to reinstate you. He surely won't say no." Callum maintained his smile, his expression as warm as the sun.Angela gave a solemn nod. "Thank you, Mr. Snowden. Your immense kindness and support can only be repaid by more hard work from me."Originally, she had planned to build her reputation and gather strength here before daring to confront Bill as an equal.She hadn't expected Callum to offer her such an opportunity voluntarily. It was almost unbelievable."However…" Callum sighed lightly. "Even after you return to Graham Group, you'll still need to remain DawnStar's specially contracted designer."Angela froze a
Zack looked embarrassed. "It was those so-called friends of mine who ate everything. I only had two sodas, and now my stomach's completely empty. "They tricked me. They ordered all the most expensive stuff, and I didn't have enough money to pay. I... Anyway, I'm never treating them to a meal again.""And you still don't realize how foolish you were by counting their money after they sold you out," Angela said sternly.The three of them went to an Eastern cuisine restaurant, and all the dishes they ordered were Zack's favorites. As soon as the food arrived, he dug in with enthusiasm.His carefree, oblivious demeanor was frustrating to watch."By the way, I need to discuss something with you," Angela said. "I want to join the family business, and I need your help.""What kind of help?" Zack asked, his mouth full of seafood. "But if it's work-related, don't bother. I have no say with Dad. He doesn't think much of me."Angela lowered her head, thinking for a moment, then smiled sly
The visitor was none other than Angela's cold and unfeeling father, Bill.That morning, as soon as Bill stepped out of his house, a crowd of reporters bombarded him. They relentlessly pelted him with questions for nearly half an hour, giving him an extreme headache.Thinking he could escape the chaos by heading to the company, he arrived only to find another group of people waiting for him at the entrance.To make matters worse, every employee in the company had already received a video of him and Judy holding a funeral for Angela—all while she was still alive. Now, everyone knew he had hurriedly organized a funeral for his daughter when she was perfectly fine.Before long, Graham Group's stock price had plummeted to an all-time low.Bill had never faced such a crisis.His first thought was that Angela was deliberately seeking revenge.Angela spoke calmly, "And why would I do that? If I wanted to cause trouble, why didn't I release this right when it happened?"But Bill, st
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
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
Felix was frustrated.Once Angela stepped out of the living room, she found Cecilia waiting for her in the courtyard. Angela barely had any interactions with her. Despite Cecilia's cheerful demeanor, she was actually just as scheming as Ursula. This made it hard for Angela to feel any fondness toward her. "Cecilia, is there something you need?" Angela asked with a smile as she approached. Cecilia casually grabbed Angela's arm and led her for a walk around the courtyard. "Angela, our school is celebrating its homecoming event next week, and many famous alumni will be attending. Could you come too? Think of it as a chance to make some new friends."Angela was momentarily stunned. Cecilia was currently at high school. If Angela remembered correctly, her school was Westbridge High School. The school had a long history of producing talented individuals, including exceptionally gifted graduates like Dexter and Mateo. "It wouldn't be very appropriate for me to attend, would it
Angela was stunned and looked at Dexter in astonishment. Then, she instinctively glanced at Joseph, who was seated at the head of the table.Joseph frowned, looking helpless. "Dexter, what do you mean by that?" Ursula asked with a displeased expression, staring at him intently. Her gaze carried a hint of provocation. Joseph exclaimed impatiently, "Enough! Ursula, all of you should head back for now."Ursula frowned, wanting to say something but ultimately holding back."Grandpa, Grandma, we'll be leaving first then." Mateo picked up his tablet and stood up, his expression calm and gentle.Angela gazed over at him. Among Mateo, Trevor, and Dexter, Mateo appeared the gentlest. He wore gold-rimmed glasses and a white suit, radiating a unique warmth and elegance that suggested sophistication even without him needing to speak. He was strong-willed and never compromised on the path his parents had arranged for him. If it weren't for Dexter being naturally gifted in business leader
Angela smiled faintly. "What are you doing this for? You're Dexter's uncle. As long as he's around, you'll never face any difficulties. "Wouldn't it be better to just enjoy a carefree life of luxury? Why insist on making a mess of the company and ruining whatever goodwill others still have for you?"Felix suddenly froze as a sudden realization struck him. "Are you saying... this was all that brat Dexter's idea?"Angela spread her hands casually. "I never said that. Don't make things up."Felix glared at her and turned to leave. He directly went to find Dexter. He even went straight to Bamford Manor to inform Natalie and Joseph about Angela's actions and complain about her.Before the workday ended, Angela received a call from Natalie asking her to return. She was reluctant to go back, knowing she would likely be scolded. Yet, now that the issue was exposed, backing down without a fight was simply not her way.Upon arriving at Bamford Manor, she noticed that everyone, including M
"But you still continue to hire your distant relatives for important positions. If something goes wrong, who will be responsible for it?" Angela asked.If it had been in the past, she might have tolerated it. But these past two days, she'd been in a foul mood and naturally had no patience for this shameless scoundrel.Felix was stunned, looking at her in disbelief. "How... how can you talk to me like that? After all, I'm technically your uncle."Angela didn't even lift her head as she replied impatiently, "Go ask Dexter or Madam Fiona how I dealt with my own biological father. As for you, you're just an uncle. Do you really think I'd care?"She paused for a moment, then slowly raised her head and said in a leisurely tone, "To be honest, I've had enough of you for a long time. If you're willing to keep your head down and behave yourself, I won't go out of my way to make things difficult for you. "But if you insist on being ignorant and desperate for attention, then don't blame me
Angela was annoyed to see Dexter again. "What are you doing here?" She didn't even want to look at him, let alone deal with him. All she wanted was to get away from him, as far away as possible."Dexter, what brings you here? Looking for something? Would you like to buy a couple of necklaces? I've got some really nice bracelets too." Zack seized the chance to make a sale.Dexter turned to Angela. "Let's head back and eat—""You can go back by yourself. It's still early. I have things to do." Angela cut him off sharply, her voice laced with impatience.She refused to be controlled like this all the time. She wasn't someone who needed to be told what to do."Angela, who's this?" Daniel asked casually. His voice was clear, and his smile was warm and charming.Angela was just about to reply when Dexter asked, "Who's this?""What does it have to do with you? It's none of your business." Angela snapped, finally reaching her limit. Their eyes met, and for a brief moment, she clear
How horrifying!"Sorry, please wait a moment." Angela forced herself to stay calm, got up, and walked out of the conference hall.Clara followed her out, concern written all over her face. "Ms. Graham, are you feeling unwell? Do you need to see a doctor?"Angela avoided looking at Clara's face as she whispered angrily, "That's enough, Dexter!" Clara looked surprised, confused even. "What's wrong, Ms. Graham?"This meeting couldn't go on, and work was unbearable. It was unacceptable.Angela took a deep breath, returned to the conference hall, and stuck to her prepared proposal to finish hosting the meeting. Then, she rushed back to her office.However, the moment she opened the door, Dexter turned around from where he'd been sitting at her desk. With a warm smile, he said, "You're finally done. Time for lunch."Angela suddenly felt like she was living in some surreal fantasy world. Hadn't she just left Clara behind? How was she suddenly…No, wait. This was the real Dexter with
Mia, who was next to Angela, replied, "You've got it all wrong. All of this was made by Mr. Bamford. Try some. It's really good."Dexter flashed Mia a friendly smile. She found it so odd that she froze for a moment.After all, she'd always thought that this cold-faced CEO didn't even have a "friendly smile" in his facial expression system.Mia keenly sensed that something was up between Angela and Dexter, both of whom seemed awkward."Really?" Angela was slightly taken aback. She glanced at Dexter, who was sitting at the dining table, waiting for them to dig in."Try some. I learned how to make these from Darlene," he said casually. "It was a piece of cake."Outside the kitchen, the plump and kind-hearted maid, Darlene Hines, wiped away a tear of exhaustion.She'd been woken up by Dexter before four or five in the morning, forced to give him an emergency cooking lesson while yawning the whole time.For several hours, she couldn't rest at all. She was so tired she almost passed
Dexter was so excited he couldn't sleep all night. He finally gave up trying and decided to wake Fiona up just so he could share his earth-shattering news.Fiona had barely slept for an hour after burning the midnight oil for work.When the knock on her door jolted her awake, her first instinct was to hurl a pillow at the culprit, but then she thought that maybe Angela needed help with something.She quickly got up and opened the door, only to find Dexter standing there with an oddly excited expression as if he wanted to say something but was holding back."What?" Fiona's voice came out hoarse. She'd pushed her voice too hard after days of lectures. Angela had even given her some medicine for it, but she hadn't gotten around to taking it.Dexter walked in without hesitation and announced, "I have a girlfriend now."Clearing his throat, he put on a composed front, concealing his excitement behind an air of nonchalance. He barely pulled it off.Fiona frowned in surprise. Girlfrien
Zayn chuckled. "You might as well try. Desperate times call for desperate measures. No matter how formidable Angela is, she's still a woman. Wasn't she once head over heels for you? It's just that afterward…"…That night, the grand villa was eerily quiet.Dexter paced back and forth outside Angela's room for a long time. He wanted to knock, or maybe just push the door open and go in, but he hesitated every time.With a crack, the door suddenly swung open from the inside.Angela, drowsy with sleep, covered her mouth as she yawned, holding an empty glass in her other hand. She looked like she was heading out to get some water.Their eyes met, and she jolted in surprise. The glass slipped from her hand, about to hit theground, when Dexter swiftly reached out and caught it smoothly."What the heck are you doing here?" In a flash, Angela was wide awake, her expression a blend of wariness and bewilderment.Dexter instinctively avoided her gaze. Without another word, he turned and wa