"How long are you planning to stay here?" Angela was fuming. It seemed that Dexter was planning to stay at her house for a while."Didn't you hear what Grandpa said? He said I can only go back when you're ready to return home." Dexter replied casually. He leaned back on the couch with a shrug and a helpless expression."Fine, you can stay! But I'm warning you, you're only allowed in the living room and the guest bedroom. Don't even think of going anywhere else, especially not the second floor!" Angela retorted coldly, the frustration clear in her voice.Dexter shrugged again. "You say it as if I want to stay here."Angela was at a loss for words. "If that's the case, why don't you just explain to Grandpa that we…"Just before she could finish her sentence, she realized that the maids hadn't left yet. So, she quickly swallowed back her words and shot a glare at Dexter.Dexter's face darkened instantly. He ordered everyone to leave in a low voice.Once they were alone, he stood up
To Angela's surprise, it was Erica who had arrived."What are you doing here?" Angela asked coldly. She maintained her grip on both sides of the door—she had no intention of letting someone she disliked into her house. Erica was also a bit surprised to see Angela. She'd thought Angela wouldn't be back until later."I'm here to deliver some documents to Mr. Bamford," Erica replied, trying to keep her irritation in check. She added in a low voice, "I see you've gotten better at your game, Ms. Graham. You've managed to get Mr. Bamford to come here—impressive."Her words were laced with mockery. Angela didn't feel the need to explain herself. Instead, she reached out for the documents. Erica immediately stopped her. "These are confidential files from Bamford Co. You're just an outsider. How dare you try to take them?" She deliberately stressed the word "outsider".Angela rolled her eyes inwardly. She couldn't care less about what Erica said.Just then, Erica pushed the door
"Mr. Bamford?" Erica's eyes widened in disbelief.Angela was also a little confused. Nevertheless, she couldn't care less about Dexter's sudden change in attitude."300 thousand dollars. Not a penny less." Angela crossed her arms. A hint of mockery flashed across her gaze as she looked at Erica.300 thousand dollars wasn't nearly enough to compensate for the humiliation Erica had caused her in the past, but it was enough to vent her anger. "Mr. Bamford, I don't have that much money on hand right now…" Erica gritted her teeth in frustration. Under the pressure from Dexter, she could only suppress her anger and shoot Angela a sharp glare. "I'll have my sister bring the money," Erica added, drawing out each word. Luckily for her, Elena was just around the corner. She arrived at Villa Heights within 20 minutes.After hearing about the situation, Elena was slightly taken aback. "Ms. Graham, you claim that this crystal vase is worth 300 thousand dollars, but do you have any proo
"Mr. Bamford, about that event you mentioned…" "Don't even think about it!" Dexter stood up abruptly, ready to storm out, leaving Angela staring at his retreating figure. He was furious. Initially, he thought that Angela would feel angry or disappointed because he had comforted Elena. However, to his surprise, Angela was only focused on the benefits he could bring to her. Did she really think of DawnStar Design to be that important? What a joke! He'd rather invite any no-name design company to the event before allowing anyone from DawnStar to set foot into Bamford Co.!Angela's smile faded, and her expression darkened instantly. "Just so that you know, you're staying at my place for free, living off of me, and even letting others come in here to stir up trouble—and I haven't said a word about it," Angela retorted.Dexter stopped in his tracks and sneered coldly. "Then enlighten me. How much is that so-called antique crystal vase of yours actually worth?""Ten thousan
Upon hearing the news, Angela's frustration intensified further.She stood up abruptly and rushed to the nursing room. "There's no point in crying now, Celine! The data is all gone, and you were the only one here just now. How do you expect me to believe you?" Nora stood at the door of the nursing room in a commanding stance."It wasn't me! I was just here to feed my baby. My baby is still crying right now. I don't have the time or intention to touch your laptop. You're accusing me for no reason!"Celine Howe, an employee at DawnStar Design, had gotten married last year and given birth a few months ago. Due to her family's financial situation, she had chosen to breastfeed her baby. Earlier this afternoon, her mother-in-law had brought her baby over for feeding. However, a few minutes after she entered the nursing room, the door was kicked open, and Nora came barging in. She took a brief glance at her laptop and immediately accused Celine of deleting her confidential files."I
"Don't worry. We can't just let this slide." Angela reassured Celine, patting her on the back gently. Then, she turned to Nora and said, "If you think I'm being biased, let's investigate this issue together and see what really happened."Nora's expression darkened; the displeasure in her eyes grew even more evident. Her fury was at its peak, yet she could do nothing but swallow it down.Angela quickly called in the IT staff to restore the data on Nora's laptop. To everyone's surprise, Nora immediately objected. "My laptop contains confidential information. How could they look at it?"Angela was speechless. "We can have them sign a non-disclosure agreement. If anything leaks, they'll be held responsible. Do you still have a problem with that?" She shot Nora a brief glance, her gaze carried a hint of disdain. Soon, Clara brought over the non-disclosure agreement prepared by the company's legal department and politely handed them to the two technicians. The two technicians
Before Stephen came in, Angela had just sat back down at her desk. She was deep in thought about how to get tickets to Bamford Co.'s industry training event from Dexter.Suddenly, Stephen knocked on her door and entered her office. "What are you up to, Ms. Graham?"Stephen was a man in his early 30s. He was tall and slim with a calm and composed personality. He had a close relationship with Callum. Angela had a good impression of him so far. She got up from her seat and poured him some tea. "Nothing much; just thinking about a few things. What brings you here, Mr. Turner?""Ms. Graham, I came to talk about what happened earlier today. Nora acted recklessly today—it was indeed her fault. I wanted to apologize on her behalf."As soon as he started speaking, Angela immediately understood what he was there for."Don't worry about it," she said, keeping her response short. Stephen continued, "When Mr. Snowden appointed you as the head of the design department, many of us made a b
Angela was taken aback. She hadn't realized that a doctor could pick up on her emotions just by checking her pulse. She couldn't help but wonder if Kenneth was trying to hint at something.She cleared her throat softly and took a quick glance at Fiona. Then, she lowered her head and remained silent. Kenneth seemed to catch on. He quickly said, "Don't worry, Angie. There's no need to hold back with me. Besides, this is about something that could directly impact your ability to have children—we need to address the problem, no matter how small it is. Understand?""That's right. Tell us what's wrong, Angie." As if she realized something, Fiona frowned slightly. Angela lifted her head, her eyes filling with tears. "Mom, I didn't want to say this at first… but for the sake of having a child with Dexter, could you please stop criticizing me and threatening divorce? As for the matter of not being good enough for him… I understand. After all, there's no one worthy enough of him in y
"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
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
Those familiar with Dexter would recognize his tone immediately. It was clear that he was still in a bad mood. He didn't even want to open the door himself and insisted that others do it for him. To prevent Angela from being sad, Kerry quickly opened the door.Everyone noticed Dexter standing there, burdened with a heavy load and wearing a grim expression. "Mr. Bamford, you..." Kerry was taken aback.Dexter couldn't open the door because his hands were full of shopping bags. "I went to bring things for her," Dexter replied reluctantly, pushing past Kerry. Clara cast a questioning glance at Angela, her eyes silently inquiring about the situation at hand. Angela chose to ignore it. After being unjustly scolded, she was still angry, and she had no desire to engage with Dexter.After Dexter entered, he put everything on the coffee table and sat on the couch, appearing cold and unapproachable. No one said a word after that. "Perhaps we should leave first," Kerr
Dexter immediately rushed out, slamming the door. "What happened?" Fiona asked. Angela remained perplexed. "No idea. I only said my wound hurt. I didn't say anything else or offend him."She wondered if he had caught the alpha male syndrome. She hoped not—otherwise, Fiona would be in for a nightmare.After that, the doctor carefully examined her and assessed her wounds, explaining that her reactions were typical once the anesthetic wore off. He assured her that as long as she took her medication as prescribed and allowed herself adequate rest, there would be no cause for concern.Angela repeatedly thanked him. Despite the pain, she felt uplifted by her ability to control her fate and make a difference through hard work. She preferred to keep striving rather than seek others' approval through flattery.In the afternoon, Clara called to say that everyone wanted to visit her. They had bought gifts, and Clara hoped she wouldn't refuse them. Naturally, Angela would not decline. S
Dexter felt an overwhelming urge to rush in and carry Angela away. He considered that it would be better to pressure the Crawford family than to allow her to use this foolish approach.However, he still waited for her silently, knowing that she didn't want to be disturbed.Joel felt helpless. He wiped the blood from his nose and helped Angela up. "I promise you. Go and see a doctor now. Why are you so stubborn?"Angela's eyes sparkled with excitement, and her voice quivered with joy. "Thank you, thank you..."Before she finished speaking, she collapsed. Dexter quickly lifted her up. "Angela!"Fiona rushed over to assist, urging, "Quick! We need to get her to the hospital now!"…Dexter and Fiona waited anxiously outside the emergency department until the doctor reassured them that Angela's injuries were minor and mostly superficial. Meanwhile, Angela slept with an IV drip, unaware of their concern."Why did she keep pushing herself? It's like she's got some sort of superpower o
Angela clenched her jaw, her every move radiating intense hostility with every move, embodying the wrath of a vengeful queen. Joel was briefly distracted before receiving a strong punch to the nose. The metallic scent of blood overwhelmed him as he collapsed to the ground.Angela was astonished by what she saw.Joel struggled to stand. His nose was bleeding, making it hard for him to breathe. He felt dizzy and lost his initial fighting spirit. On the other hand, Angela was incredibly strong, seemingly pushing beyond her limits in a frenzied state.Then, the two fought again, resulting in an unexpected draw. Angela realized she couldn't compete with Joel for long, so she put all her strength into each attack. She noticed that Joel's strength was diminishing as he bled.A few minutes later, the standoff ended when Angela knocked Joel down with a punch. As he rose, blood streamed from his nose, distorting his vision and leaving him unable to continue the fight. The team arriv
Angela had already humbled herself significantly. Despite Joel's consistent indifference, he found it increasingly difficult to dismiss her completely. After all, those who came here were far from ordinary. In the end, he agreed. He would just treat it as a game to see if she was anything like Bill. Angela and Joel soon found themselves on the ring. Angela felt honored and bowed to Joel. Despite secretly looking down on her, Joel maintained a gentlemanly demeanor and smiled.After that, it was time for a heated exchange. Joel sarcastically said, "I'll draw the line somewhere and do my best not to hurt you."Angela smiled with determination, replying, "I'll give it my all until I defeat you." Joel frowned, wondering what this arrogant woman was planning. The battle began quickly. Joel was obviously different from the other contestants Angela went up against. He toyed with her, effortlessly neutralizing her attacks and waiting for her next move, like a cat playing with a mo
Jorina launched a powerful uppercut at Angela, but the latter anticipated the attack and swiftly evaded it. Then, she lowered her stance and delivered a decisive strike to Jorina's abdomen.Her strength was astonishing as well. It was truly unexpected. With another powerful strike, she forced Jorina back a few paces, causing her to lose her balance and crash to the ground. The audience was left in shock. Meanwhile, a hint of a smile graced Dexter's lips, and admiration sparkled in his eyes.In the first match, Angela won effortlessly. The second and third matches followed, and once again, she secured victory easily.She was stunned. When her opponent was knocked out in the third match, she gazed at her fist in disbelief. She couldn't believe that she possessed such strength. It was utterly shocking.The audience buzzed with excitement, captivated by her presence. "Wow, she's incredible! Not only is she stunning, but she's also an amazing fighter!" "Isn't that Angela? It's so
Not only did the male contestants boast impressive muscles, but even the female participants also showcased clearly defined physiques and strength. It appeared that Angela's muscles fell short in comparison."Could you please pass me a towel?" a female contestant requested Angela politely.This female contestant was notably larger, with shoulders that were one and a half times wider than Angela's. When she stood up, her shadow completely covered Angela, making the latter look particularly thin. Yet, she seemed completely oblivious to anything amiss, or perhaps she simply chose not to care, even if she did notice."I'm sorry. But I'm a contestant too, so I don't know where the towel is."After saying that, Angela sensed the gaze of those around her. Some expressions were a mix of shock; others hinted at disdain, while most radiated contempt. Yet, she felt self-satisfied and unfazed by their reactions. Despite her petite stature, she was proud of her hard-earned muscles and confi