Angela clearly wasn't part of the conversation. She frowned and focused on her tablet."Angela?" Fiona called out as she approached and noticed Angela engrossed in a drama series. She was wearing headphones, but they were hidden from view by her hair. She removed the headphones. "What happened?"Fiona was speechless. "Nevermind. Just keep watching.""How can she be so carefree?" Fiona glanced at Dexter with concern, feeling like Angela was a little slow-witted. Dexter retorted, "Should I do something about it?"Angela removed her headphones and overheard his question. "Nope. He is the ambassador Mr. Snowden approved. Even if I disagree, I can't take any action against him."She emphasised "Mr. Snowden". Upon hearing that, Dexter's expression changed. "You only care about Callum. Do you really have to listen to him?"She snorted. "Of course. He's my superior. He also readily supported me during my toughest times. So I'll definitely respect and follow his orders."Dexter was
Joseph appeared incredibly frail, and his complexion was ghostly pale.Angela's heart ached when she saw him. She wanted to approach him and get a closer look. However, Ursula and Cecilia stepped forward first, wiping away their tears. One by one, others joined them, crowding around Joseph.As such, Angela could only crane her neck to observe from afar, silently praying that Joseph would wake up soon.By evening, everyone was occupied, and it was finally Angela's turn. She volunteered to stay and take care of Joseph, and no one disagreed.Dexter said sternly, "I'll stay back with you. I've arranged for someone to bring toiletries and our clothes. We'll be staying in the adjacent ward."Angela didn't see any problem with his plan and gladly accepted it. However, Joseph was still unconscious, which left both of them feeling a bit bored.Angela held Joseph's hand and talked to him. After that, she called Callum to request two days off for personal matters. Callum agreed without aski
Joseph was rushed back to the emergency room."Why did we bring this topic up all of a sudden?" Angela sat dejectedly in the corridor, her frustration evident.Dexter felt the same way. He stood silently against the white wall, his gaze dark. At that moment, they were both more worried about Joseph and didn't blame each other, resulting in an unexpected calm."What if Grandpa doesn't forgive us? He's always been kind to me. He was the only one in the Bamford family who treated me well, yet I kept him in the dark for far too long." Angela's bittersweet smile faded as a wave of regret washed over her, filling her with sadness and disappointment."There's no point in discussing this now. Or are you willing to marry me again just to please him?" Dexter shot her a cold glance.Angela remained quiet, her reluctance evident. While she deeply appreciated Joseph and considered him family, she refused to compromise her lifelong happiness by feigning a harmonious relationship with Dexter s
There was a knock on the door. "Are you awake? We need to talk."It was Dexter.Angela put on a jacket and went to the study on the second floor.Something seemed off about Dexter; his handsome face was flushed, as if he were ill."What's wrong with you?" Angela looked at him. She thought he was really sick, so she got up and poured him a glass of water.He took the water and drank it all. "I don't know either. I think I might have caught a cold and have fever."Fever? Seriously?Angela said, "What do you plan to do about Grandpa? I feel really guilty toward him." Dexter raised an eyebrow. "Then why don't you go tell him that we're actually not divorced and are still living a good life together? If he gets excited, maybe he'll recover faster." Angela glared at him and was about to speak when she suddenly felt a slight warmth spreading across her back. She felt an indescribable sensation stir within her body. Damn it! She'd been drugged! At this moment, Dexter had alrea
"Are you up?" Dexter's cold voice came from the armchair not far away, at least five or six steps away from her. There was a certain chill in his tone, making her heart feel inexplicably uneasy. "You're undergoing acupuncture. Don't move," he explained.Angela understood now. No wonder her entire body felt uncomfortable. Still, this was fine. At least her personal boundaries had been maintained."You hate me so much that you'd rather risk harming yourself than…" Dexter's voice trailed off, his words tinged with confusion.Angela froze for a moment, but she didn't respond. Her silence spoke for itself."As for Grandpa, I'll explain everything to him. Don't worry, this kind of thing won't happen again," Dexter said after waiting a while for her answer that never came. Then, he stood and left.The spacious room quickly fell into silence.Angela felt a faint sense of loss, but it didn't matter. She told herself there were plenty of fish in the sea; she didn't have anything to fear.
Angela hurriedly called for the doctor to come and help Bill. Outside the emergency room, Zack mimicked the gossip he had overheard to Angela. "What's going on here? The daughter is so ruthless to go as far as harming her own father just to take over the company! This is just too cruel.""I know, right? She's such a horrible daughter! Does she think she truly deserves to get the company?""The world would be doomed if there were more people like her. She's too evil!"Zack was a natural when it came to acting; not only did he mimic those people's attitudes and tones, but he also mimicked their expressions. "Angie, are you not mad? They are slandering you!" Zack was stunned to see that Angela wasn't even fazed. He found it amazing that she could still remain so unaffected when faced with such accusations and slander."What is there to be mad about?" Angela replied casually.She had indeed done something to Bill, albeit something a little different."How come Dad suddenly coughe
After informing the receptionists in the lobby, Angela and Zack waited at the lounge.Zack couldn't sit still and kept looking around. "Angie, the lounge is so big—even bigger than our living room! But where is she? How long are we going to have to wait?"Angela replied casually, "She's waiting for all the employees to see how embarrassed we are first. Then, she'll come down."Zack looked shocked. "What? Why would she do that?""How did two sharp and capable people like Bill and Judy end up having a son as foolish as you?" Angela asked while looking at the goofy man in front of her. She couldn't help but think he was endearingly silly. Zack scratched his head awkwardly. "What do you know? I'm smart but might just be playing the fool." As expected, Angela was right. Before long, a few staff members started passing by outside the meeting room. They quickly glanced at Angela and Zack, whispering among themselves before quickly moving on. Some of them spoke loudly enough for the
Angela raised an eyebrow. "We're just here to inquire about the situation. Of course, Zack and I are more or less on the same page. We're both suspicious of you and hope you can provide an explanation."Her tone was very calm, far from accusatory. It felt more like a casual conversation between close friends over tea. On the other hand, Zack was like a rebellious guard dog, jumping around and snapping at anyone who came near.Elena was annoyed by Angela's calm demeanor, but she didn't mind too much. She thought to herself that as long as one of the siblings could pin this on her, that would be enough."Such a shame. I didn't do anything, and besides, why would I possibly do such a thing?" Elena spoke indifferently, observing Angela's expression, almost as if trying to predict her next move.Angela's expression shifted slightly. "Oh, really?"Elena pressed her lips together. "If you suspect me, then please, Ms. Graham, provide some evidence.""What evidence? Give me the antidote!"
Angela was taken aback when her thoughts escaped her lips. She froze and gave an awkward chuckle. "Well… um... no matter how handsome they are, they're nothing compared to you. You're way more attractive. You're..."Dexter was visibly upset and glared at her. "Shut up! Stop going to places like that in the future!"Angela pouted but had no choice. She could only agree for now to calm his anger. Afterward, the two of them headed to Azure Club together. They arrived half an hour earlier than scheduled. Yet, to their surprise, Austin was already there, casually sipping his drink in the booth.He wore a black shirt and radiated an understated allure. The gold-rimmed glasses lent a touch of intellect to his sophisticated presence, while his graceful and composed movements further enhanced his charm. Just by sitting there, he attracted countless glances from other patrons. Some bold women even walked up to ask for his number, only to be met with a cold, piercing gaze that sent the
Dexter frowned instinctively.Angela's phone wasn't locked, and a message from someone named "Drifting Cloud" appeared on the screen. "Let's meet tomorrow at 6:00 pm in Azure Club."After seeing the location, Dexter instantly became nervous. Without hesitation, he picked up the phone and tapped into the message. Sure enough, "Drifting Cloud" was none other than Austin. Of all places, why did he have to choose Azure Club? There was no way Dexter would allow Angela to go there.Angela had become quite fond of handsome men. Whenever she saw a good-looking guy on the street, she would keep glancing at him. A couple of times, her colleagues had taken her to Azure Club to see the escorts. Ever since, she'd been obsessed, always looking for an excuse to go back. If it weren't for the fact that Callum owned the place, Dexter would've already bought out that indecent establishment and shut it down.But the one asking her out was Austin, someone she'd been eager to see for a long time
That kind of personality, combined with Austin's good looks and talent, made countless women flock to him. Yet, no one had ever seen him get particularly close to anyone. Even with Angela, he'd always been distant, rarely showing any warmth. Because of this, Angela had always felt a little intimidated around him and had never dared to get too close. But today, he'd taken the initiative to add her.She wondered if she should send him a message. Since he'd already made the first move, she figured she should at least show some sincerity in return.Suddenly, someone knocked on her door. Angela was shocked, then let out a sigh. The only person who'd come at this hour was Dexter. She wondered why he always appeared in the middle of the night instead of just going to bed like a normal person.Feeling helpless, she opened the door, ready to confront him. However, she found Dexter standing there with a thermometer in his mouth, looking sick and pitiful. "I'm having a fever," he said
Dexter took a deep breath and stared straight into Angela's eyes. "Do you think I need your damn money?"A rebellious thought suddenly popped into Angela's mind. "You might not need the money, but plenty of others do, like that tall, muscular male escort at Azure Club.""You have no sincerity at all! I went out of my way to help you with such a big favor," Dexter snapped before yanking the car door open and stepping out, slamming it shut with a loud bang.Angela was puzzled by the way he mistreated his cherished car. She hurried out as well. Hearing her footsteps, Dexter slowed down, adopting an effortlessly cool demeanor. He thought she was chasing after him. However, after a few moments of silence, he sensed something was off. He turned his head and was furious by what he saw. Angela had settled into the driver's seat and was following him at a relaxed pace, giving off the vibe of a commanding CEO. Dexter, already fuming, finally lost it. He strode toward her. "Get out!"
However, Angela appeared nonchalant. She was experienced in public speaking, having frequently delivered speeches at the company and even gained a following of admirers. To her, a speech at a homecoming didn't seem like anything particularly impressive.Sure enough, the first speaker was the nephew of Westbridge High School's principal. As a newcomer with little experience, he was supported by a group of backers, and his speech was passionately and eloquently written. However, his slightly hoarse voice and trembling hands made it clear to everyone just how nervous he really was."Just a rookie. Nothing special." Angela leaned back in her seat absentmindedly. She was clearly unimpressed.Dexter wasn't interested either. Every so often, he glanced toward a seat ahead of him as if something had caught his attention.Angela was curious. He was typically the one intriguing others and was always calm and distant. She wondered why he was suddenly so distracted.Following his gaze, her
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