Unfortunately for Judy, Bill spat at her before she could finish speaking.The spit landed squarely on her face, leaving her stunned and her cheeks burning hot. When she realized it was saliva, the revulsion nearly drove her insane."Go… Get out!" Bill roared, his voice hoarse from rage. He was utterly infuriated. These people were already ready to tear him apart when he wasn't even dead yet.He wasn't some rotting carcass, yet they were acting like a flock of damned vultures!"What's with your attitude? Don't forget—your life is in my hands. If you don't want to cooperate, fine, go rot in your grave!" Judy sneered, any lingering feelings she might've had for Bill now entirely gone."Mom, what are you shouting for? You haven't even asked me about the current situation. Dad's already been detoxed—thanks to my brother-in-law! You really are being too much right now." Zack finally spoke up from outside, unable to listen any longer."What?" Judy froze, her body stiffening as she turn
However, when Angela recalled the last time she delivered food to him, she remembered that it didn't end well as Elena was there.She then thought of Erica and had a feeling that she hadn't seen her in quite a while."Where's that secretary of yours named Ms. Carrey?" Angela asked."She's been transferred. Why? Is there a problem?" Dexter replied.Of course, there was no problem—it had nothing to do with her anyway.…When Angela reached DawnStar Co., the first thing she did upon arriving was head to Callum's office, where she presented a bouquet of flowers to her dear boss."What's this?" Callum put down his work and smiled. "Good news? Or have you reached your goal ahead of schedule and are ready to rejoin our company?"Angela had never seen such an open and cheerful Callum before. She couldn't help but laugh at his response."You're a genius—you guessed it." Angela gave him a respectful bow. "Thank you, my dearest boss. Please accept this bouquet as a token of my gratitude.
"Were you thinking about something? Your expression is hilarious!" Angela couldn't stop laughing.Finn finally walked over, saw the photo, and couldn't help but smile wryly. "This will do. It's fine like this."Angela's smile was especially radiant in the photo, reminding him of how she looked in his childhood memories.As they walked out of the photography studio, Finn kept staring at the picture as if he couldn't get enough of it.Angela was a little exasperated. "What now? Should we head to the pedestrian street for a walk?"Finn agreed, and after their stroll, they made plans to go hiking together over the weekend.On her way home, Angela bought food for Fiona."I'm back," Angela called out, pushing the door open with one hand. She assumed Fiona or Dexter would be there, but to her dismay, the only people in the living room were the two people she absolutely didn't want to see—Natalie and Trevor."Grandma." Angela set down her things before politely asking, "What brings you
What needed to be said must be said.This was Angela's home. If she couldn't even say a few harsh words or send unwelcome guests away, then what was the point?"You ungrateful woman!" Natalie shot to her feet, pointing a trembling finger at Angela. "How dare you try to kick me out? I'm your grandmother!""You are Dexter and Trevor's grandmother, not mine. You didn't raise me or do anything for me, yet you demand my unwavering respect and obedience? And worse, obedience that is unreasonable? How does that work?" Angela retorted with a calm smile.She was not in a good mood today. Anyone who crossed her would get an earful—even if it meant offending this old hag."Don't say that, Angela. Grandma only wants what's best for us, for the family to be united and harmonious." Trevor quickly stepped in, supporting Natalie by the arm. His voice even carried a slight rasp, as if he were truly heartbroken."Hah!" Angela laughed instead of getting mad.Placing her hands on her hips, she lean
Joseph also asked, "Angela, what exactly happened?""Grandpa, Aunt Ursula, I am to blame. This is all my fault." Trevor came out of the hospital room, looking like he was ready to accept all blame.It was genuinely disgusting."If you must blame someone, blame me. This has nothing to do with Angela," Trevor added, giving Angela a meaningful look.Angela could no longer tolerate it. "Yes. It is all your fault. Who told you to stir up trouble? Grandma and I used to have a great relationship. If it weren't for you, how could she have hit me to the point that I look like this? You're the jinx!"She had so much frustration bottled up that she couldn't hold it in anymore.Trevor was just too disgusting.Everyone soon noticed her face.Even Ursula froze for a moment and said nothing else."Angie, tell me what happened." Joseph gestured for Angela to come closer.His voice was as gentle as always. He was always patient with Angela and would side with her.Angela suddenly teared up,
"Here, use this on your face." Dexter handed Angela a bag of ice cubes."Natalie can't distinguish right from wrong at all." Fiona felt uneasy seeing Angela's disheveled state."Just stay away from her and avoid any contact." Angela waved her hand dismissively. Her anger had mostly faded. She figured Natalie just spoiled Trevor and had been manipulated by him."This bastard has a surprising number of brainless fans." Angela was browsing through videos when she stumbled upon a short clip from Trevor's company. He certainly had an appealing charm and bore a striking resemblance to Dexter, which undoubtedly contributed to his success in the entertainment industry."Do you need my help? I know exactly how he gained his popularity, and I can make him just as unpopular in no time." Dexter gazed at her with a faint smile.Angela snorted. "No need. It has nothing to do with me. I don't care whether he lives or dies."She thought things would go smoothly. Unfortunately, fate had other p
Nora and the others were chatting excitedly. Yet, Angele remained expressionless and commanded calmly, "Get out of my way."She was eager to head to the pantry for a cup of coffee. She had no time for these foolish people."Angela, what are you proud of? Your reputation is ruined after you got caught seducing a younger man. Why not take a moment to look in the mirror?" Nora followed and stood in front of her. She smirked with her arms crossed as she humiliated Angela. Angela felt powerless. After filling up the water, she asked, "What's the point of saying this?"It might seem like a simple question, but beneath the surface lay a deep-seated contempt. She dismissed Nora entirely, rendering any thoughts or actions of hers irrelevant. Those humiliating comments were unworthy of any response."Bitch! You're shameless to begin with, and now everyone in the company knows.""Nora, do you remember where you are? This is Graham Group. I'm Angela Graham, and Bill is my father. Do you thi
"When did I fire you?" Bill asked impatiently."What? So it's not true? Then why did Angela say that to me? Mr. Graham, everyone knows you're fair and unbiased, even against your own daughter. How will you punish Angela for falsely accusing you and bullying me today?"Bill was rendered speechless. Punishing Angela was out of the question, given that he depended on her supply of medicine for his survival. Nora needed to stop spewing such nonsense.Nora looked at Angela complacently, as if she were certain that the latter would be punished. After all, she was Bill's most competent assistant."Ms. Rutherford, why do you seem to dislike me so much? Why are you so eager for me to leave the company? I just don't get it." Angela smiled coolly, her eyes showing disdain."Mr. Graham, what do you think?" Angela asked nonchalantly. She didn't care at all. After all, she thought she had nothing to fear.Nora seemed thrilled, confident that things would go as she expected.At that moment, Bi
Zack recalled that Angela had recently mentioned her official divorce from Dexter, stating that they were no longer married. He couldn't help but question why Dexter was there, attending to her with such care and attention.He scratched his head in confusion, unable to piece it all together. Finally, he blurted out, "Dexter, Angela and you... Aren't you two..."Dexter glanced at him. "What?"Zack asked directly, "You two are divorced, yet you still have feelings for her. Are you trying to win her back now?"Dexter was stunned, feeling slightly embarrassed.Zack sat down next to him with a silly smile. "It's alright, Dexter. We're family; you don't have to be shy. In the past, I thought it was fine if you divorced her, as I believed she didn't deserve you. "But I've come to realize that Angela is truly exceptional, and you barely measure up to her. If you're serious about winning her back, I can help you. What do you say?"Dexter boldly remarked, "What assistance can you offer?
"Ms. Graham, Mr. Bamford has dispatched 50 employees, and they've already started working," Clara said excitedly on the phone.Angela was taken aback upon hearing that Dexter had sent a team to assist her. However, despite the large number of people he'd sent, the factory equipment remained insufficient."Ms. Graham, Mr. Bamford has also sent us a batch of new equipment, which is currently being unloaded," Clara added, her voice brimming with emotion. She was overwhelmed with joy and was fighting back tears.Angela stood silently in the corridor, feeling dizzy. It felt surreal that Dexter had actually stepped in to assist her and resolved the pressing issue troubling her within mere minutes. How had he suddenly become so kind? Angela found herself utterly perplexed. She was lost in thought for a long time.At that moment, an overwhelming fatigue washed over her. She felt lightheaded, and her limbs were numb. An intense drowsiness began to set in."What's going on? You're not goi
"Have you finished your work?" Dexter asked casually. He removed his sunglasses and gazed at her quietly.At that moment, Angela had yet to even wipe the dust from her face. Exhausted from a sleepless night of work and battling her anxiety, she appeared far more haggard than Dexter."I have something I need to take care of first. Please allow me to go. You should return to the hospital first. I'll visit you as soon as I'm done, alright?" Angela's tone softened as she recalled his kindness.Her tone was like a man persuading his mistress to return to the home. Dexter had become the eager mistress, waiting for her arrival. Dexter inhaled deeply and got out of his car. He approached her and commanded, "Get down first."Angela rejected anxiously. "No. I have something urgent to take care of.""Your face is so dirty. Do you want to embarrass yourself by going out like that?" Dexter sneered.In an instant, a flicker of care appeared in the depths of his eyes.Last night, after she
The doubt in Harvey's eyes vanished, replaced entirely by admiration and praise. "I didn't expect that you would have such an opportunity. I'm looking forward to it.""I won't let you down."...After Harvey left, Angela asked everyone to start buying leather again. She then held a meeting with the factory employees, urging them to work overtime and stay focused on their goals."It's impossible to finish the order. We put in so much effort, but everything ended up in ashes. Is this deal still on?""That's right. There was a big fire just now, and everyone is still panicking. How can we stay positive?""Ms. Graham is ridiculous. Does she think we're all magicians?"While Angela spoke on stage, the workers below whispered, visibly dissatisfied. Noticing this, Clara waited for Angela to pause and then informed her about their comments.Angela offered a faint smile, having fully anticipated this. It was simply a part of human nature. As she prepared to speak again, she began wit
By this time, the media had caught wind of the news and quickly gathered at the factory to capture photos. Angela took it upon herself to release a public notice detailing the incident's causes and consequences, as well as the disciplinary actions taken against those involved and the measures being implemented to support the injured.Fortunately, she acted swiftly by arriving promptly to assess the situation. She communicated clearly to the public, took responsibility for her mistakes, and committed to rebuilding the warehouse while enhancing management regulations. Her fast response effectively cut the backlash she faced by at least half.The following morning, the senior executives of Graham Group began to arrive one by one, greeted by the sight of the warehouse in ruins. They were shocked by the strange odor in the air and saw Angela efficiently directing the team in a well-organized response to the aftermath of the disaster."Ms. Graham, are you alright?" Wilbert, the head o
"Why didn't I notice you worked so hard before?" Dexter joked, enjoying a delicious dessert in the hospital.While he remained relaxed, Angela was overwhelmed by anxiety. With just five days until the deadline, they had only managed to complete 60% of the production."I never really had the opportunity to be busy before," Angela replied casually, setting her phone aside. She then rubbed her face hard, trying to dispel the fatigue that lingered.She felt unusually irritable and uneasy today, as though something was about to happen. Ultimately, she attributed it to the uncomfortable hospital bed.Outside the window, a gentle night breeze blew, making the curtains dance around. Angela awoke to her racing thoughts and sat up in bed. Just then, her phone rang. It was Clara calling. "Ms. Graham, our factory is on fire."The simple sentence shocked Angela, leaving her numb. "What's going on?"As soon as she posed the question, she tossed aside the quilt and instantly got out of bed. S
Andrew's fury was palpable. "Nonsense! You didn't even acknowledge my contribution to the company!""Didn't the company reward you appropriately? Your salary and stock dividends are the highest besides Bill's, not counting those bribes you received. "Mr. Graham, there are things I'm aware of but won't mention for the sake of your dignity. Please don't create a scene unless you want to lose what's left of your reputation."As Angela confronted Andrew, she went from seeming quiet to confident. She could even tackle problems with a sense of humor.Andrew's anger continued to grow. The harder he fought, the more he felt defeated."Uncle Andrew, Angela has been merciful. If you know what's best, leave now. If you refuse, I can take you." Zack, who had been observing the situation with amusement, chimed in.Angela remarked, "Ask Joanne to send Mr. Graham out. If he creates trouble again, don't intervene. There's no point in giving him more chances since he's being unreasonable."Afte
Angela couldn't shake off her concern for Dexter. After all, he had been injured because of her. How could she not feel anxious about it?The doctor arrived promptly and conducted a thorough checkup on Dexter. He concluded that Dexter's injury was acting up again, leading to poor blood circulation. He needed to go to the hospital for medication and injections. Angela went with him. Meanwhile, Zack stayed home to wait for Joanne."Mr. Bamford, it's best for you to stay in the hospital. Given your current health condition, it's not advisable..." the doctor advised worriedly.The nurse had assisted Dexter in changing into a hospital gown. He propped against the bed, visibly uncomfortable due to the lack of support behind him. Noticing his discomfort, Angela quickly fetched a pillow and offered him a box of tissues to wipe the cold sweat beading on his forehead. Dexter glanced at her intensely and remained silent."You should consider staying here for the next few days. There's no
The abrupt ringing of the phone shattered the stillness in the room, startling everyone present. Andrew answered impatiently, "Who is it?"On the other end of the line, Angela replied with a smirk, "It's me, Mr. Graham. The deadline I set has passed, and I still haven't heard back from you. I've asked someone to clear the COO's office for the department of supervision, which was previously cramped in the executive office."Andrew was furious. "How dare you!""Did I not inform you ahead of time? Oh, by the way, it seems you didn't select any of the options I proposed, so I've decided to take matters into my own hands. "There's a small company in Cetol that opened a few years ago. If you're okay with it, you can start working there. I've sent all the relevant information to you via email."In a moment of frustration, Andrew hurled his phone away before Angela could complete her sentence. All his life, he had enjoyed success at Graham Group, always managing to get what he desired.