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!"
Zack let out a hearty laugh, his demeanor changing astonishingly quickly. "Why should my sister be responsible for what I say? She's not my mom." "You…" Elena's eyes turned red with anger, and tears welled up in them as she cried out, "Dexter, look at them! The two of them are clearly working together just to provoke me."That was exactly the effect she was aiming for. She wanted Dexter to see what kind of person Angela truly was."You know best whether I'm provoking you or falsely accusing you. While I don't know what sort of dealings you have with Bill, I advise you to stay away from him. Otherwise, you'll face the consequences." Angela smiled faintly, leading Zack out of the room without sparing Dexter a single glance.Elena's face turned pale. "Dexter, they… They're simply too much…"If there had been any way to avoid such humiliation, of course, she wouldn't have chosen to appear so pathetic. But there was no other choice. Men fell for this act, and Dexter was no exception.
Angela and Dexter bought supplements at a supermarket near the hospital before heading straight to Joseph's ward.Joseph was already awake. He was sitting by the window, looking out.When he heard footsteps, he turned around. His eyes lit up when he saw who it was. "Angela, you're here. Zack, you're here too! Come have a seat. I'll have someone send some food over."As soon as Joseph finished speaking, the nurse who was taking care of him brought in tea and fruit. Zack sweetly exchanged a few polite words with Joseph and then sat quietly on the couch, pretending to be a well-behaved child.Joseph held Angela's hand, his gaze complicated. Angela avoided his eyes, and for a moment, neither of them spoke. The atmosphere in the hospital room grew tense."Angie, are you still upset with me? I truly feel regretful. I never thought things would end up this way," Joseph said, his eyes filled with remorse as he looked at her.Angela sighed. "Grandpa, these things can't be forced. My relat
"Where's the antidote?" Bill looked very anxious, as if he was going to die without the antidote.Angela looked at him expressionlessly. "Stop acting. Don't end up fooling yourself, or you'll end up believing your own lies. You already have the antidote."Bill's face immediately filled with shock. "What nonsense are you spouting? You unfilial daughter! Are you trying to kill your father?""Huh? What's going on? Angie, what do you mean? He has the antidote?" As usual, Zack was completely lost, making him look even more like a fool.Angela ignored him and continued speaking to Bill. "I know what you're trying to do. You and Elena have been spreading rumors, claiming I'm trying to push you out of your position prematurely to clear the way for myself. If this were before, I might've looked into it and had those rumors quashed. But now…"She smirked, her gaze mocking as it locked onto the man in front of her. Bill's face stiffened entirely, and a sense of foreboding rose in his chest
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.