Dexter's voice reflected heartache, disappointment, and helplessness.Angela felt intense pain in her heart. She looked up and briefly saw his red eyes before he turned and ran out the door. The door was wide open, and his scent faded away with the wind.She stayed like that for a while and took time to decide her next move. In the end, she decided not to dwell on it anymore. It was clear that she wasn't mistaken. Yet, her words were just a bit too harsh.He simply didn't understand her, nor did he need to. She felt complicated.…Angela spent almost a week in the hospital, and during that time, Joel visited once. When they finally sat down together, they engaged in an open conversation about the company's future plans. Their discussion flowed easily, and they completely avoided any mention of Bill. Angela and Joel enjoyed each other's company and realized that they had connected far later than they should have.Joel not only lifted the restrictions on Graham Group within the O
"I can't believe you're still in the mood to drink here. Angela is heading to Otril tomorrow. Aren't you planning to go see her off?" Fiona expressed her disappointment as she attempted to pull Dexter up from the couch, only to realize she wasn't strong enough.She had no idea what was going through Dexter's head. For several days, he had been going out for drinks after work, as if alcohol was the only remedy for his pain. She had never seen him in such a state of decline. She couldn't believe this was the same Dexter who had once excelled in the business industry. He seemed like a hopeless romantic now.Dexter sneered impatiently. "What does it have to do with me? She's so cold-hearted. Do I have a say in her actions? She doesn't listen to me at all. I mean nothing to her!"Several people in the private room were a little surprised, including Zayn. They questioned the situation, recalling how Dexter had always remained indifferent to Angela. It appeared that their roles had sudd
As Dexter posed his pointed questions, Fiona's guilt intensified. She cleared her throat several times and paced the room. "Why are you so restless? The truth is, Angela doesn't even like you."Dexter was frustrated. On one hand, Angela looked down on him, while on the other, Fiona was siding with her and wanted to find both of them new partners. There was no way he'd let that happen!…The next morning, Angela and Zack went to the airport to meet Joel."Angela, did you argue with Dexter? Why didn't he come to see you off for your flight today?" After getting out of the car, Zack noticed there were no other familiar cars nearby.Angela's expression stiffened as she checked her watch, noting there was still over an hour until they boarded. She gave a faint smile and replied, "It's fine. He's always been emotionally unstable." A male voice nearby asked, "Who's emotionally unstable?" Angela instinctively turned around and saw Dexter leaving the waiting room. She wondere
"Sorry! I didn't mean to," Angela said as she quickly helped Dexter up. Luckily, there weren't many people around, or his reputation could have been damaged."All of your energy has been spent confronting me." Dexter glared at her, feeling annoyed. However, he remembered the reason for his visit today—it was a farewell moment."I know I can be quite stubborn at times, but it's all in your best interest. I want what's best for you. If you appreciate it, great. If not, it doesn't matter. That's your choice."This was likely the first time in Dexter's life that he humbled himself before someone. He spoke awkwardly, avoiding eye contact and constantly looking away. "Oh..." Angela immediately grasped what he meant. Seeing his cold, arrogant expression made her hesitant. She decided to let it go and not be upset with him anymore. After a brief pause, she replied, "I'm leaving. Thank you for the gift." Dexter gave her a look that asked, "Is that all?" "I'll bring you some lo
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
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
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,
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
Angela trembled violently as she stood frozen in place. Her already pale face instantly lost all color.Sure enough, what was meant to come would come, no matter how hard she tried to avoid it."Grandma, this has nothing to do with you." Dexter suddenly stepped forward in three quick strides, planting himself firmly in front of Angela. Every word he spoke was powerful and resolute.Angela was slightly stunned. His back was like an unbreakable wall—solid and unyielding.Natalie, however, was utterly shocked. She stared at Dexter in disbelief. "What do you mean by that? Isn't the child she's carrying yours? You two have only been divorced for a while. Don't tell me she already has someone else's—""Grandma!" Dexter cut her off sharply before she could say anything more offensive. "I said this has nothing to do with you."With that, he turned around, grabbed Angela's arm, and led her out the door. "Where do you want to go? I'll take you.""Home," Angela replied hoarsely. She looked
Dexter stood motionless outside the room for what felt like forever until Natalie approached with the help of Ursula."Dexter, is it true that that woman is pregnant? Is it your child? Is it a child of the Bamford family?" Natalie was unusually excited. There was even a hopeful glow in her once lifeless eyes.Dexter's mind was in chaos. He nodded vaguely, not wanting to say anything more.Alas, Natalie wouldn't stop asking questions, like whether Angela's previously poor health would make the pregnancy risky or who would get custody of the child now that the two of them were divorced."Grandma, you should go get some rest. We haven't even discussed all of this yet." Dexter finally couldn't take it anymore and gently persuaded her to leave.But just then, someone from Joseph's side came to call him. Dexter had no choice but to get Fiona to stay with Angela while he hurried off.Joseph had also heard about the pregnancy. In fact, the moment the result was confirmed, the news spread
"Why are you stammering like this? Are you even a man?" Fiona gave Dexter a disapproving smack on the back before bluntly revealing the truth. "Angela, you're pregnant."Angela was speechless. What did Fiona just say?She genuinely thought something was wrong with her ears. How could she have heard something so absurd? How could she possibly be pregnant? Hadn't she become infertile after her body had been exposed to something harmful?Even though Dexter had forced her to undergo treatment for a while, it shouldn't have worked that well.Angela's face shifted between pale and flushed a few times. After a minute or two, she finally came back to her senses. "Madam Fiona, are you joking?"She gave an incredulous laugh, suspecting that Fiona didn't want her to be just a friend anymore and wanted her to be her daughter-in-law instead.With a heavy sigh, Fiona pulled out a blood test report. Angela stiffly accepted the undeniable proof and gave it a quick scan, only to be instantly dumb
Joseph's eyes were filled with worry, as if he feared Angela would be left without support in the future.She was about to speak when she suddenly felt a wave of nausea rise in her stomach, causing her to nearly gag. She quickly got up and poured herself a glass of water, barely managing to suppress the discomfort.It seemed like her body hadn't fully recovered yet, as even a little fatigue made her feel unwell."Grandpa, I've been swamped with work recently. I have no energy to focus on anything else," Angela said with a bitter smile before letting out a long sigh.The weight on her shoulders was just too heavy, so heavy that she could barely catch her breath.Joseph looked at her meaningfully, a trace of regret and helplessness crossing his eyes.…It was past 11:00 pm when Angela finally went to the guest room after her conversation with Joseph.By then, she was already physically and mentally exhausted. She collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep as soon as her head hit the
Back when Angela and Dexter were still together, Joseph had clearly been biased toward them. Now that they were divorced, Joseph was still unable to let go of Angela. How could anyone tolerate that?"Grandma, Aunt Ursula, Grandpa treated Angela very well before. It's only right that she comes to visit him." Dexter's face showed no expression, but his tone was firm.Since he had spoken, Ursula stopped talking. She could sense something was off, but seeing the awkwardness between Dexter and Angela, it didn't really seem like anything was going on. Thinking it over, she decided to stay quiet.Natalie, however, wasn't so easy to deal with.Seeing that Dexter wasn't taking her side, she became annoyed and went straight inside, saying to Angela, "Alright, since you've already seen Joseph, you should go. He needs rest."Upon hearing this, Joseph immediately started coughing, his face turning pale.The exasperated Angela didn't respond to that. Instead, she immediately tried to calm Jose
Jennifer was rather frustrated. In theory, a man like Dexter, who was so charming and outstanding, should have easily won Angela over with all the effort he had put in to make her change her mind.Yet, the stubborn Angela acted like someone who had kicked a drug addiction. She merely observed from the sidelines, refusing to take the bait.Jennifer also believed that Dexter was being too laid-back about this. He was making her create minor issues for Angela, but he hadn't made any big moves himself. How could that work?"Mr. Bamford, if you ask me, you should get your family to help," Jennifer suggested. "I heard Ms. Graham is very close to your grandfather. If you involve him, she will definitely…"She didn't voice the rest of her thoughts.Dexter stared silently into space, as if lost in thought. He didn't say anything for a long time.Jennifer became anxious. "Mr. Bamford, you two have feelings for each other. You can't cut off contact. You need to show up in front of her occas
"You're out of luck. The elevator's to the right—please leave." Angela showed no courtesy as she outright told Jennifer to go. She couldn't be bothered to waste any more time on this drama queen."You…"Jennifer stood up abruptly, furious. "Angela, do you even hear yourself? I'm representing Bamford Co. Since you dare refuse me, does that mean you're not worried that this will anger Mr. Bamford?""Oh, I'm so scared!" Angela made an exaggerated face before smirking, making it clear she wasn't taking Jennifer seriously at all. "If you don't leave now, I'll have to call security.""Then I'll just have Mr. Bamford personally come here to talk to you." Jennifer sneered, waving her phone that had diamond studs on the back."Ms. Graham, you and Mr. Bamford have already gone your separate ways. I'm sure you don't want to have anything to do with him anymore, right? If he comes here to talk to you, your decision will change, won't it?"Angela remained indifferent, looking at Jennifer with
As a woman, Angela might not be the most perceptive in some areas, but when it came to matters of the heart, she knew what she was talking about.She could tell that Ingrid, despite her cold and distant demeanor, truly liked Austin. Otherwise, she wouldn't have come here and swallowed her pride for him.Angela wasn't petty. As long as things could be cleared up over time, she wouldn't hold onto grudges.…In the afternoon, she and Austin held a management meeting to analyze and summarize the recent live commerce project.At the end, they conducted a vote, and more than half of the people fully supported Angela's decision. The rest had no choice but to go along with the majority. With this, Angela had managed to establish herself in the company for the time being.The live commerce gradually fell into a rhythm, boosting sales several times over and bringing Horizon back into the spotlight with consumers.To maintain this momentum, Angela had the HR department hire a group of youn
It was just that Ingrid hadn't quite shifted her perspective yet.At the moment, Angela was wondering whether things could be resolved peacefully. If tensions could be eased, wouldn't that mean she would gain a highly capable ally? Why would she go out of her way to maximize animosity?"What a shame; I absolutely hate cream puffs." Unfortunately, Ingrid wasn't having any of it. She shot a disdainful glance at Angela and the cream puffs.Angela froze for a second. Then, shrugging it off, she simply opened the plastic bag and took a bite of a cream puff."Well, if you've got something to say, go ahead. I've got no time to waste on someone who doesn't appreciate cream puffs." She spoke righteously, as if anyone who disliked cream puffs didn't deserve her respect.Ingrid wore a look of complete bewilderment. She stared at Angela, wondering if she had changed overnight. What was going on today? Had everyone eaten some weird mushroom or something, making them act all weird?"My dad w