Judy was increasingly anxious.She had already told her friends that they were going to have a party here. If Angela kicked her out, it would be a huge embarrassment.Moreover, the house was truly beautiful. It was an enchanting castle-like villa built over a decade ago, fulfilling every romantic fantasy a woman could have.This was also a trophy from her victory over her rival. That sense of spiritual pleasure couldn't be matched by any other form of happiness.She needed to calm Angela down first."Angela, why don't we do this? We could live here together, as a family, all under one roof. Then, we can bring your sister back from abroad, and we'll all live happily together. Doesn't that sound better?"Judy had a 20-year-old daughter, Noelle Graham, who was studying abroad. She came back only once a year. Compared to her useless son, Noelle was the true apple of her and Bill's eye."No way," Angela replied without hesitation. She pointed toward the door. "Get out. Now."Judy's
Bill's face paled at once.Right. He wasn't just afraid of Tyler. He was also terrified of Dexter."What sort of play are you two putting on?" Dexter's voice was calm.He was tall, with an imposing presence that seemed to shrink the spacious living room the moment he stepped inside.Bill's face twisted in panic as he instinctively glanced at Judy. He looked as if he wanted to hide behind her."Dexter, y-you should have let us know you were coming." Judy's smile was strained as she fumbled for words.Dexter casually sat down on the couch. "Can't I come? This is Angie's house. As her husband, I'm likely more entitled to be here than either of you."Bill's face turned as pale as a sheet.This didn't make sense! Wasn't Dexter the one who had always looked down on Angela and was eager to cut her loose?"Yes, yes, of course." Judy's forced grin widened as she wrung her hands. She struggled to find something to say.At that moment, the friends Judy had invited for a house tour arriv
Angela spent the afternoon bonding with her new pets. She set up cozy spots for them by the large floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room. In no time, the once-silent house came alive with warmth and activity.That evening, rain began to patter against the windows. Angela ordered takeout and prepared steak for herself, reveling in the small joy of solitude.On Monday, she reported to DawnStar Co. for her first day.The HR personnel led her to the design department on the 23rd floor.As soon as Angela stepped inside, she was stunned by the size of the space. The entire floor, around 5,000 square feet, was filled with the design department's offices."Hi, I'm Nora Rutherford, the head of the design department." A stylish woman in professional attire walked over, her high heels clicking with each step. She extended a friendly hand to Angela.Behind her, the design department staff watched Angela curiously.Angela returned the gesture with a polite smile. "Nice to meet you, Ms.
After work, Nora arrived at a café near the company. A woman was already waiting for her."Nora, over here!" A young woman waved her hand.Nora walked in confidently with her high heels clicking on the floor. Her every step exuded elegance."Shelly, what brings you by today?" she asked, pulling out a chair. Nora was Shelly's cousin.Noticing Elena sitting next to her, Nora froze for a second. Why was Elena here too?"Ms. Ruthford," Elena greeted, extending her hand.Nora quickly composed herself, smiling as she shook Elena's hand."Nora, I heard Angela's joined your company. How's she doing?" Shelly went straight to the point.Nora raised an eyebrow. "She's just a regular team member. She only started today. I haven't seen Mr. Snowden paying much attention to her. She seems pretty down-to-earth, but honestly, she doesn't look all that innocent."The thought of Angela's stunning, makeup-free face made Nora feel a twinge of annoyance.On her way out of the office that day, she'
Clara was also quite beautiful, but it was obvious from her face that she'd had some work done. Her face looked slightly stiff when she smiled.Angela had overheard Vanessa talking about her.In a design department full of people with high-level degrees from prestigious design schools, Clara stood out.She was a self-taught designer, discovered by Callum thanks to her incredible talent, which made her somewhat like Angela in that sense.…The next day, after work, Nora brought two outfits for Angela and Clara.Angela's was a fitted professional suit that hugged her curves, making her chest and hips appear fuller. The outfit was paired with a pair of silver-pointed heels that gave her a look that was both sleek and striking.Clara's outfit was similar, though her chest was even more exposed than Angela's."Does this look okay?" Angela asked, frowning.Clara stretched out her arm, and the bottom of her top immediately rode up, revealing a strip of her waist."It's a little tigh
"Angela, aren't you going to apologize to Mr. Hood?" Nora said coldly. Her tone was filled with reproach.Angela's response was a sneer. "What now? Will we lose the deal if I don't drink this glass of wine?"She felt a deep unease. The contract between the two companies had already been finalized by the higher-ups. It was essentially a done deal. Her presence here was merely a formality.Nora was clearly targeting her, using her as a pawn for Dave's amusement."Don't talk nonsense. I'm giving you one more chance. Apologize to Mr. Hood!" Nora suddenly stood up and glared at Angela with icy eyes.She had never encountered such a bold employee who dared to speak back to a superior like this. It was outrageous."Why should I apologize?" Instead of being angry, Angela looked at Nora calmly and said, "Ms. Rutherford, please tell me what I said or did wrong.""You—""Alright, alright. Mr. Hood, I'll drink with you, okay?" Clara quickly intervened. Not waiting for Dave's response, she
Angela's breath hitched.It was Dexter. Why was he here?Dexter's sharp gaze scanned the room. He immediately locked onto the hand on Angela's shoulder.Without a word, he strode over and pulled her aside. Then, he rolled up his sleeves and delivered a powerful punch straight to Dave's fat face.Dave hadn't seen it coming. The force of the blow nearly snapped his neck.A bruised purple imprint quickly appeared on Dave's face. It was a horrifying sight.Dexter's eyes were menacing, filled with murderous intent. He looked as if he were about to devour Dave.As he delivered punch after punch, each one seemingly with lethal force, it didn't take long before Dave's face was left unrecognizable."Mr. Bamford… Mr. Bamford, please stop!" one of Dave's lackeys pleaded, but he was kicked across the room in the next instant.Still not satisfied, Dexter grabbed a bottle from the coffee table and smashed it down on the hand that had touched Angela.With a loud crash, the bottle shattered.
Dexter had come here for business. Yet, midway through negotiations, he walked out, leaving Lucas Cullen behind without explanation or concern."Mr. Bamford, Mr. Cullen is still waiting upstairs. We—""Get out," Dexter cut Erica off coldly before she could finish her sentence.Erica froze for a moment, but she knew Dexter's commands were absolute. Without a word, she got out of the car, only to spot Angela slumped in the passenger seat, her face alarmingly flushed.She thought Angela's ability to keep a man like Dexter wrapped around her finger was remarkable. Erica needed to think of a new approach.Dexter took the wheel himself. Before long, they arrived at Bamford Estate.By that time, Angela was completely unconscious. She mumbled softly, but her words were incoherent.Looking at her pale and pitiful state, Dexter felt a surge of frustration. Yet, he still called the family doctor to check on her."M-Mr. Bamford, Mrs. Bamford has been drugged," the doctor stammered before h
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.
Angela grabbed a glass of hot milk and went upstairs, where she noticed the study door was slightly open. She could hear Dexter's voice from inside."What would I need you for if you can't locate him?""Surely you can find either Gideon Lawson or Austin Howard, can't you?" "You're so useless."Angela stood frozen, struck by his words. She couldn't help but wonder what his intentions were and if he was helping her find them.Her mentor, Gideon, and her senior, Austin, were the two people who had once cared about her the most. Yet, she hadn't seen them in many years.She was stunned. After a moment of contemplation, she quietly turned and walked away. It struck her how little she truly knew about Dexter.She couldn't fathom how he could act in such a way, considering he was known to be a cold-hearted man. Yet, in that critical moment, he had even jumped and saved her from possible death.Angela's thoughts were chaotic. She even wondered if Dexter had been possessed.Someone kno
Angela looked at her phone and saw a photo of herself exiting the hospital. She had no idea who had shared the post, but the headline read, "Leaving Her Biological Father to Fend for Himself: Is This a Failure of the Law or a Moral Decline?"The content was very straightforward. It detailed that Angela ignored her critically ill father in the hospital, leaving him alone to fend for himself. In conclusion, her behavior was outrageous.Angela nonchalantly scrolled through the content and read through the unpleasant comments. She smiled faintly and handed the phone back to Fiona."I'm feeling a bit hungry. Shall we eat, Madam Fiona?" she asked as she headed to the kitchen for cutlery, but Fiona stopped her."Are you sure you don't need any assistance? At the very least, please try to manage the negative news. Graham Group's PR is truly rubbish," Fiona remarked.Angela snorted coldly. "The PR department works for Andrew, so they won't support me. I'm still handling it slowly. Don't
As Francis spoke, his gaze shifted from Bill to Angela. It was as if he were assessing them, contemplating his next move.Others followed suit. For a moment, Angela and Zack were celebrated as the perfect children, as if no one could be better.Zack's face flushed with embarrassment as he stumbled over his words. In contrast, Angela remained silent throughout, maintaining a perfect smile on her flawless features.She glanced at her watch calmly. "I appreciate your kind words, but I need to get back to work. The project with MK Corporation is crucial for Graham Group, and I can't afford to waste time here."She said it so bluntly that it shocked everyone."Angela, how could you consider this a waste of time? You're aware of Bill's current situation. What if something goes wrong with him again—""I've hired the best doctors, and they'll be here soon to take over. I care more about my dad's health than you do. I know your concerns too, but I suggest you don't waste your efforts."A