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
Donna took off the thin golden necklace to show it to Angela. It looked delicate and elegant. Angela felt a twinge of envy. She sighed and lamented, "No one is quite the same, Donna. Your husband treats you well, and you treat him well in return. That's how it should be. "But with someone like Dexter… Do you think I can bring myself to treat him well? I stopped seeing him as my husband a long time ago, so why should I respect him or love him? I'd rather use that energy to treat myself better." Donna didn't know what to say to that. In the shadows, Dexter overheard her words with absolute clarity. Did she no longer consider him her husband? Dexter took a deep breath and pushed down the strange, stifling feeling within him. He coughed and stepped out of the shadows.Angela quickly finished the oatmeal porridge in her bowl."Tomorrow night, come with me to Bamford Manor. Grandpa is hosting a mixer." He informed Angela coldly, his expression unreadable.Angela didn't look up a
Angela felt a bit confused because she was already married."Why are you looking at me like that? Even though you're married, you still have the right to have some fun. I noticed you haven't been in the best spirits these past few days. Go relax a bit—it'll do you some good," Joseph advised sincerely.Unable to refuse his kind intentions, Angela reluctantly went into the dressing room.It was a professional makeup team that typically worked with celebrities. However… it seemed everyone would be styled into white swans.The rules for Joseph's event were simple. It was essentially a masquerade, where everyone's face would be disguised. Only their eyes would be visible to tell them apart. The room full of men and women would mingle, chat, and, if they felt a connection, they could exchange contact details.By the time her makeup was done, even Angela could barely recognize herself. There were a dozen or so women, and all of them were dressed identically. Could this event even be fu
Angela nodded and was about to say something in response to Finn's kind offer of help when someone suddenly bumped into her forcefully from behind. It nearly sent her tumbling to the floor on all fours. Luckily, Finn was quick enough to catch and steady her.But before Angela could fully regain her balance, the brute who had bumped into her grabbed her wrist and murmured, "May I have this dance, miss?" It was Dexter.Even with his dark costume and makeup, his commanding presence and those deep-set, piercing eyes gave his identity away immediately.Why couldn't he leave her alone?Finn hadn't recognized Dexter's voice. Holding onto Angela's hand, he looked Dexter in the eye and said, "She's my partner for this evening, sir." Inwardly, Angela cursed like a sailor vehemently. Still, she chose not to acknowledge Dexter. She pretended as if she didn't recognize him either."Oh, really?" Dexter fixed his gaze on her, his eyes flashing dangerously. "So, do you like him?" Angela wan
"What the…" Zack was stunned for a moment. "Dexter, can you teleport? This morning, you said you were still in a meeting."Dexter raised an arrogant eyebrow. "What's so difficult about teleporting?" He walked straight to the couch Angela was on and waved a hand in front of her. "Are you alright? You look pale."Angela still looked weak and lifeless as she sat there. Suddenly, something crossed her mind, and she got up abruptly, only to nearly collapse due to weakness in her legs.Luckily, she managed to grab the couch's backrest just in time."What's wrong? Why are you so worked up?" Dexter frowned."This flu is spreading fast. There's a high chance people in our company are already infected, but we desperately need manpower right now. I need to find a solution…""Just sit for now." Exasperated, Dexter pushed her back onto the couch. "I'll have someone find out."He sounded completely natural, as if there was no distance between them.Angela, however, felt uneasy about this. "N
Fortunately, as the first batch of deceived customers received their compensation from Celestia Jewels, public interest surged, and the company's credibility slowly began to recover.For the past two days, Angela and Maverick had been working in perfect coordination—Maverick focused on handling the crisis, while Angela worked tirelessly to recruit new talent.The company lacked professionals in many areas, especially management. Although the two of them were doing their best to keep everything afloat, there was simply no way they could handle every little thing on their own.Angela decided to bring Clara over, hoping she could temporarily transfer some staff from the headquarters to Celestia Jewels until new employees were hired.Although Clara agreed, most employees were reluctant to go when they heard that the assignment required a long-term stay in Yedren. Even the promise of double the pay and better benefits couldn't tempt them away from home.When Angela didn't get a reply f
"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,