Back then, Miles had gone to great lengths to have Lionel acknowledged by the Bamfords."I understand," Dexter replied indifferently.Fiona was used to his attitude by now. "Come with me," she said, pointing at Angela. Then, she left without looking back.They walked into the study one after another.Fiona got straight to the point. "Angela, I've heard that you've changed a lot these past few days. I'm warning you—don't go causing unnecessary trouble. Stay here and fulfill your duties as Mrs. Bamford." In the past, Angela wouldn't have dared to say anything in response. But now, she refused to endure such commands and suffer in silence.Angela countered, "What exactly are the duties of Mrs. Bamford? Do those include serving drinks, doing laundry, and cooking? Or is it to be humiliated by my husband's secretary or to be a birthing machine?" She looked at Fiona with a faint smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. On top of that, she even stared back at Fiona unflinchingly.Fi
Her assistant recounted everything that had happened recently at Bamford Estate, including Erica's repeated provocations, Angela's angry retaliation, and even her leaving the house. After Fiona got into the back seat of her car, she opened her laptop to start a video conference with the company's shareholders and took a moment to say, "Tell Erica to tone it down. If she keeps overstepping her boundaries, she can leave." After Fiona left, the atmosphere at Bamford Estate became even more gloomy.It was at this time that Erica arrived."What on earth happened? How did Mr. Bamford get injured?" she demanded angrily.Angela shrugged and said, "Go see for yourself, but I doubt Dexter will let you look at his injury." After shooting a fierce glare at Angela, Erica turned and hurried inside. The moment she entered, Dexter immediately chased her out with an immensely displeased expression."Angela, get in here!" Dexter called out frigidly.As she walked in, she brushed past Erica, w
In a daze, Angela heard the familiar yet distant voice of Marie. She jolted slightly. In the hazy light of her dream, she saw Marie looking at her quietly with a gentle and loving gaze.Angela was stunned. Her voice trembled as she murmured, "Mom, is that you? I've missed you so much!"Tears filled Marie's eyes. "My child, you've suffered so much." Angela lowered her head, and her tears began streaming down like a broken dam. She hadn't cried like this in a dream for a long time.Her tears soaked the pillow, dampening her dreams.The faint sound of her soft sobs stirred Dexter from his sleep in annoyance. He thought irritably, "Why is she making noise in the middle of the night now?"He threw off the covers, ready to scold her, but stopped short when he realized that she was crying. Angela was curled up on the floor. She looked so small. At that moment, she looked like a child who hadn't yet grown up.However, her tears were real.An odd feeling of frustration surged in Dext
Angela happened to see the latest comment posted and was initially stunned. Then, she couldn't help but chuckle softly. That commenter had summarized her situation quite accurately. Wasn't she just a nanny at this point? In fact, she was a super nanny who was stuck looking after the troublesome Dexter."Wow, she laughed! There's no way she's a nanny. She sounds so young!""Look at her hands. They're elegant like a pianist's! I bet she's an heiress of the Bamford family.""No way. Why would a rich heiress make money via livestreaming?" Comments flooded in rapidly, but Angela ignored them and kept her focus on the drawing. Her movements were quick and efficient as always.Meanwhile, Dexter had just wrapped up a lengthy conference call and noticed the cold food put on one side of his table. A displeased scowl appeared on his face. "Angela!" he called out.No one responded.One of the maids, who was standing nervously at the doorway, spoke up. "Mrs. Bamford isn't here." "Wher
Angela gritted her teeth and stepped aside.Dexter propped himself using the bed. He stood up slowly and walked over to the wooden cabinet. Then, he opened it and pulled out her livestream setup and phone.Angela's expression turned icy. "Dexter, don't you dare go so far as to take away my livelihood!""Take away your livelihood? Ha! Is that something that should even come out of your mouth?" he snarled as though he wanted to tear her apart. "You're Mrs. Bamford! Yet, you go online to make money by exposing yourself! Don't you feel ashamed? I, for one, am utterly mortified!" "What's there to be embarrassed about? I didn't even show my face! I'm making money with my own two hands. It's not like I stole or obtained it illegally. Why can't I make money this way?" Angela retorted frigidly, her rebellious side kicking in."Does the Bamford family not provide for you well enough? Do you really need to stoop to something as cheap as flaunting yourself online?" Dexter threw her equipme
Donna didn't dare make the decision herself, so she went to ask Dexter.At that moment, Dexter was still furious. He snapped dismissively, "She can go wherever she wants!"In about ten minutes, Angela moved into Donna's room. Upon seeing Angela's sour expression, Talia didn't dare say much. She quickly packed her belongings and moved next door to share a room with Lily Peters.Donna prepared a cup of chamomile tea and brought it to Angela. Her kind voice was comforting as she asked, "Mrs. Bamford, did you quarrel with Mr. Bamford again?"Angela forced a smile. "Donna, how could I have been so blind?" She regretted everything. Her heart was filled with remorse.Donna couldn't help but smile. "Couples always quarrel, but in the end, they'll always make up. Mr. Bamford hasn't been well these days, so just bear with him a bit." "Why should I? He brought it upon himself. I'd like to rest for a while, Donna," she added before wrapping herself in the blanket.Word of this quickly sp
Angela took the towel from Donna and wiped herself off haphazardly."Don't poke your nose into others' business unnecessarily, Ms. Carrey," Angela said with a light smile. When she looked up again, her eyes held a cold, fierce glint. Did they all really think she was a pushover and someone anyone could just trample on without regard?"It was Mr. Bamford who asked me to take you outside. This way, please." Erica wore a smug look as she gestured for Angela to step out. Her words sounded polite, but her attitude was utterly provocative.Angela couldn't tolerate her any longer. "Donna, please close the door. I have a few things to say to Ms. Carrey." Donna wanted to dissuade her but stopped short when Angela gave her a firm look.Erica thought Angela was scared and became even bolder. "What is it? Are you trying to bribe me? Sorry, but my loyalty lies with Mr. Bamford." "Don't misunderstand. I just wanted to teach you a lesson." Angela slowly walked over to Erica, indifferently e
"Angela, you've gotten quite bold," Dexter remarked with a hint of amusement as he looked at her."If you keep sending this snarling dog to provoke me, I can be even bolder, "Angela replied fearlessly, meeting his gaze."Leave us," Dexter suddenly ordered.Erica was stunned. Did he want her to leave too? But the matter hadn't been resolved yet!"It looks like you're having a good time here. Is the master bedroom not comfortable enough for you anymore?" Dexter asked.Unexpectedly, he seemed to be in a good mood. However, the look in his eyes was more of a mocking one."It's never been comfortable," Angela retorted as she plopped onto the couch.She accidentally pulled at the wounds on her arm, and it caused her to hiss in pain. Erica had clawed her arm so hard that it had left bleeding scratches."Serves you right," Dexter said with a scoff, glaring at her. "Who told you to be so difficult all the time? Now you're getting what you deserve." "Get lost!" Angela still had a lot o
"I'm Maverick Newton, the person in charge of Celestia Jewels," he said, handing over his business card.Naomi frowned, accepting the business card with skepticism. But after a glance, she realized he was legitimate. Then, she took out the gold bracelet she had bought, along with the official testing report, and threw them in front of Maverick. "See for yourself."Maverick examined them seriously and confirmed that they were truly fake.At that moment, Angela spoke up. "Ms. Naomi, I want to express my heartfelt apologies. On behalf of our company, I extend a formal apology to you. We'd like to provide you with compensation. Please take a moment to review it."After that, she retrieved three plain gold bangles of equal weight from her bag and offered them with both hands."And you... Who are you to represent Celestia Jewels?" Naomi asked, staring at Angela in disbelief."She's Ms. Angela Graham, the CEO of Graham Group," Maverick remarked gently. Naomi was dumbfounded, and she
Everyone was well aware that Celestia Jewels was merely hanging by a thread. All it would take was one final blow, and it would collapse.Maverick's gaze was icy. "As long as I'm here, the company will never fall."The news of Maverick becoming Celestia Jewels' new general manager sent shockwaves throughout the company. No one knew the reason behind it. He was just a low-level accountant, yet he had suddenly risen to become the company's leader. All they knew was that Maverick was resolute. As soon as he took charge, he dismissed many of the top executives in Celestia Jewels. Fear spread like wildfire. For a time, everyone became cautious, no longer daring to act recklessly.Just two days later, Angela unexpectedly arrived at the company, leaving employees stunned, especially those who had begun to question Maverick's leadership. Together, Angela and Maverick took clear actions to show their commitment to a fresh start, assuring everyone that Celestia Jewels was leaving its co
Maverick felt complicated. After a moment of silence, he let out a bitter laugh. "I was forced to resign by Bryan and his lackeys. Can I really go back?"The thought alone filled him with anger. He had dedicated years of hard work to the company, yet he had been sidelined and suppressed, reduced to a mere outcast. In the end, Bryan had even demoted him to the finance department, where he had been left to be humiliated. "Have faith. I believe in you," Angela replied coldly. The next morning, Maverick returned to Celestia Jewels. The moment he stepped into the meeting room, the deputy general manager, Taylor Monroe, let out a cold sneer. He was Bryan's right-hand man and Maverick's former rival."Maverick, your resignation has already been approved. Didn't HR inform you? You don't need to come back anymore. You already took your belongings when you left. So why are you here?" Taylor stood up from the main seat, smirking at Maverick.The two had once been evenly matched rivals,
Freya tactfully hid behind Angela and Zack, trying to minimize her presence as much as possible.Angela glanced at him, feeling that his thin face exuded a sense of righteousness. She couldn't help but develop a favorable impression of him. "Are you Maverick Newton?"Maverick frowned, staring intently at Angela, whose expression was layered with complexity. He said firmly, "Who are you then? No matter who you are, leave my house now.""He doesn't even recognize the CEO. What good can he be?" Zack thought, casting a doubtful glance at Maverick before shifting his gaze to Freya. Freya felt even more awkward and murmured, "Mr. Newton, this is Ms. Angela Graham, the CEO of Graham Group. You must have seen her picture online, right?" Maverick was nonchalant. "So what? I've already submitted my resignation. I'm no longer a part of Graham Group, and I have nothing to do with it. Stop bothering me." He seemed quite irritated."Mr. Newton, Bryan has already been dealt with by Ms. G
Freya hurried after Angela, her voice shaky as she called out, "Ms. Graham, Ms. Graham... I've transferred the money back to you. Please, take it. I was wrong." Her face went pale. She regretted her actions and wished she could turn back time."You were a talented designer recruited by HR with a substantial salary. How is it that you've lost sight of your original goals and allowed yourself to become a puppet for that fool, Bryan?" Angela sneered.Freya's eyes turned red. "Ms. Graham, we have our own struggles as well. Bryan is merciless, far from human. He always targets vulnerable women like us. Anyone who dares to defy him will be..."Halfway through her words, Freya broke down in tears. Angela sighed and grabbed a tissue from her bag for Freya to dry her face. Her expression softened. "Don't cry. I'm not mad at you."In the workplace, women indeed endured greater pressure than men, and this was something Angela had long been accustomed to seeing. While Freya and the othe
The spacious private room buzzed with palpable tension. Joel appeared to relish the unfolding drama as he casually sipped his coffee, sporting a subtle smile. Bryan stood frozen, his gaze locked on Angela in disbelief. The more he stared, the deeper his fear grew. She resembled their legendary new CEO, Angela, but it didn't make sense. Angela had only recently taken control of the company, and there were so many pressing matters demanding her attention. It was hard to believe she could possibly be here.Bryan's forehead glistened with sweat, and he suddenly turned to glare at Freya. Sensing the tension, Freya quickly interjected, "Angie, what's going on? Are you out of your mind? Why are you talking nonsense?" "My sister is not the one losing her mind. You're the crazy one. You're shameless and lack integrity. This company belongs to the Graham family, yet you think you're in control? I suggest you take a moment to reflect on your disgraceful behavior!" Zack quickly repri
Moreover, Angela found Bryan's gaze so obscene that she felt like gouging out his eyes and kicking him away. She was taken aback as she watched Freya greet Bryan with a kiss on the cheek. Then, Freya turned to introduce her. "Mr. Parker, meet our new design department employee, Angie Grayson. She's incredibly talented as well."As Freya spoke, she arched an eyebrow at Angela, silently conveying that the 35 thousand dollars she spent was worth it. Bryan was taken aback and inquired, "Is she part of our company as well?" Freya smiled and nodded, while Bryan eagerly extended his hand to Angela as if he had found something new. Angela was debating whether to reveal this bastard's true nature when she suddenly heard a familiar voice. "Mr. Parker, how are you?"It was Joel. Zack was following behind him. Bryan eventually collected himself and shook hands with Joel.Zack glanced at Angela, signaling that it would soon be her turn to shine.After a brief exchange of greetings,
Angela gritted her teeth and sent Freya 35 thousand dollars. She felt the expense was worth it if it helped her catch Bryan. Freya responded with an "OK" emoji and added, "Don't forget to dress up nicely for tonight."Fuming with anger, Angela returned to the hotel after work and contacted Clara. She instructed Clara to investigate everyone who had interacted with Bryan lately."They're all a bunch of parasites! Idiots!" Angela scolded furiously, pacing the room with her hands on her hips.She was astonished by the level of corruption at Celestia Jewels. It was alarmingly easy to access information without any effort. It was all too clear how arrogant Bryan had become. He couldn't even control his own subordinates. "Angie, are you sure you want to drink with those people? They might not be good company," Zack asked nervously. Angela sneered. "Don't worry. Why don't you ask who Bryan is meeting today?" Zack sat up straight away. "Who is it?" "Joel." Angela's smile vani
Freya felt pleased by Angela's praises and shared everything with her."Angie, your skin is a bit dull, and even though you wear glasses, you've got nice features. Maybe you should consider wearing some makeup. It might boost your chances for promotion." Freya was a genuinely compassionate person. After a short time together, she shared this well-known secret with Angela.Angela felt a hint of surprise. "What do you mean? Are you suggesting that the company's promotion system is based on appearance?" "Alas. That's the fact. It's common knowledge that our boss has a preference for beautiful women. Just look at how the front desk staff are constantly competing to outshine each other, all just to catch Mr. Parker's attention," Freya remarked, her eyes gleaming with mockery. Angela seethed with anger. Bryan was an old man with a large belly, oily skin, and stained teeth. How dare that scoundrel have the nerve to think he could flirt with every woman at the company like it was