Sherry clenched her teeth. Just when she wanted to argue, hurried footsteps came from the crowd. In the blink of an eye, Carl’s towering figure appeared before her. “Sis, what happened to your face? And your leg?” Carl looked at her worriedly. Sherry looked slightly relieved. She said, “I’m fine.” Aiden immediately said, “Carl, thank God you are here. I was asking Ms. Fowler about her condition, and she said there were some thugs who beat her up. I was wondering why would someone beat her up without a reason. I think it's because she messed with the wrong person at the nightclubs that she always goes to.” Carl’s expression shifted. His charming eyes were overflowing with viciousness when he glared at Aiden. “What did you say? Say that in my face again.” Sherry knew Carl’s temper well. If Aiden repeated what he said in front of Carl, Carl would definitely beat him up. She pulled Carl to the side and then said to Aiden, “Aiden, I think the answer might disappoint you. As
Carl wanted to punch Aiden’s face and break his legs. He strode towards the door. Sherry bolted up and called to him, “Stop!” He continued striding forward. She limped forward to chase after him. Carl noticed her limping figure from his side. He stopped, furrowed his brows, and said, “Stop moving around. I’ll be back after I beat his ass up!” Sherry limped forward and held him back. “I am already thinking of a way to deal with him. Do not mess with him now.” “What idea do you have?” Carl looked at her suspiciously. Sherry grinned. “You will know after today.” Judging from her sly and cunning grin, Carl felt relieved. His charming eyes curled up and said, “Okay. If you say so.” He flipped her nose playfully. Sherry glared at him before she went back to her desk. After she sat down, she said to him, “I’ll be having a meeting regarding the two projects you secured last week. Since you are the one who closed the deal, you are responsible for leading the meeting. Be pr
Besides, Carl did not say anything either, so no one else had any objections. Ron smiled at Carl and sat opposite Carl; Aiden and Caden sat on Carl's left. The meeting room was filled with people once it was time. Carl scanned over everyone and said with a smile, “Okay. Now that everyone is here, let’s start.” He then turned his spinning chair a little to grab the remote and turned on the display screen behind him. The screen displayed the Powerpoint slides that he had prepared for the two projects. He somehow managed to get himself some cool and eye-catching templates for the slides, which differed from what the others usually used. The words were bold and eye-catching, yet stylish enough to not look like a disaster. It looked casual, but at the same time, brief and precise. Minimalistic and understandable! Sherry was captivated after a few glances; the others were similarly surprised and astonished. Caden reacted scornfully, but Aiden and Ron had heavy looks on their
Sherry ignored him. Aiden was obviously unhappy but managed to stomach his anger. Ron then stepped in with a scoff and said, “Sherry, you are not entirely correct. Our company has a good reputation, and our clients and partners in these two projects are similarly well-known although they are not exactly powerful. If Carl wanted to coerce them into working with us, it’d actually be possible.” Sherry frowned. Carl curled his lips. He wanted to stand up and throw his chair over to Ron, but Sherry stopped him before his thoughts became action. She held him back and then said to Ron, “Mr. Wright, Carl secured the two projects himself. If you don’t believe him, you can contact the clients and ask for more details.” Ron said scornfully, “They have already signed a contract. There’s no point in asking anymore.” Sherry gulped exasperatedly while continuing to hold Carl back. Ron scanned over their expressions. He scoffed and sighed. “Whatever. If you say so, so be it. Let’s just
The spacious meeting room went quiet. “Who is Aiden Sager?” the leading officer asked. Other than Sherry, everyone else in the meeting room was shocked. Aiden was still caught in his excitement from agitating Carl and had not recovered from it, hence he was stunned when the officers came in. Ron was the first to react to the situation. He asked, “Officer, why are you looking for Aiden Sager?” The officer ignored him. He demanded once more, “Who is Aiden Sager?” “It’s him! That's Aiden Sager!” Sherry pointed at Aiden who was sitting beside Ron. The officers turned in that direction and spotted him right away. The leading officer nodded at Sherry before he headed over to Aiden’s spot. One of the officers dragged Aiden up from the seat and the other one handcuffed him on the spot. The spacious meeting room remained silent, but everyone’s eyes widened out of shock. What was happening? Why would police officers barge into the meeting room to arrest Aiden? Only Carl s
Carl bolted up and slammed the chair that he did not throw earlier on the table. The loud thud shocked Ron, causing him to clench his cup tightly. He glared at Carl. “Carl, what is the meaning of this? I’m your uncle, I’m your senior! What is this disrespect?” Carl narrowed his charming eyes. “That’s not what you said when you slandered me and before the police came in. Uncle. Senior.” Ron choked on the reply. “You…You…” “Stop you-ing me. If I were you, I’d rather think of a way to save your precious son than argue with us here.” Ron’s expression changed. Carl grinned. “Oh, right, Uncle. Your son just committed a crime!” Even though Sherry was not severely injured, Aiden would have to stay at the station for some time. Committing a crime was not a small matter, even more so when the target of the crime was Sherry, someone who worked for the company. The shareholders would not be able to help him anymore or allow him to return to the company. Ron’s expression turned gr
“I heard Aiden was taken away by the police. Is it true?” Lisa asked excitedly. Sherry and Carl nodded tacitly. “What was his reaction when he’s taken away? Is that bastard Ron here as well? What was the look on his face?” “They all…looked like they ate shit,” Sherry said. “Yeah. Disgusting,” Carl echoed. Lisa was over the moon, but when she learned that Aiden was arrested because he hired thugs to beat Sherry up, her mood plunged. She only felt relief after making sure Sherry was fine and only suffered some minor injuries. She grunted angrily and bellowed, “I’ll call a shareholder meeting right away to kick Aiden out of the company!” …The news of Aiden being arrested during a meeting because he hired thugs to beat Sherry up spread like wildfire within the company. Later in the afternoon, while Sherry and Carl were busy with the next meeting for the second project, Lisa called an emergency shareholder meeting to deal with the aftermath of the rest. In conclusion,
Sherry knew the girl was tired. She turned the tablet off and carried the girl onto her lap. She cleared her throat, signaling to the man further away. It was a sign for him to leave. “Good night. Sleep early,” he said before he walked out of the door. When the door closed, the living room once again plunged into silence. Sherry pursed her lips and carried Caprice into the room. …After a dreamless night, Sherry woke up with Caprice and helped the girl clean up. They walked out of the room and saw John outside. “Daddy…” The girl extended her arms at her father. John carried the girl and said to Sherry, “I’ve found a Glenchester restaurant here, and they serve breakfast. Wanna go try?” Sherry frowned. She wanted to keep her distance from the man and reject his offer, but before she could, the girl agreed. With her adorable voice, the girl said, “Yay! Mommy go! Caprice go!” John looked at Caprice. Sherry’s eyes flickered. “If Caprice wants to go, let’s go.” It wa
She was her usual self in every aspect. She put her heart into her job and never started trouble so long as nobody tried to start trouble with her. The crew cycled through their locations during their shoot. The constant travel made her skin break out slightly, but there were no other concerns otherwise. The shoot progressed very smoothly and within three months, they managed to wrap up everything at the mountainous region previously mentioned. It was nearly evening when they wrapped up the shoot. Holding a bouquet in hand, she took a group picture with the crew and celebrated with everyone. After that, she planned to hitch a ride with another crew member and leave for home. To their demise, some men in uniform who claimed to be the road maintenance technicians showed up to break the bad news to them. They mentioned that they had to repair some of the roads urgently and so the way home was temporarily obstructed. The director took his phone and called the city hotline fo
He remembered his first meeting with Isabel. She was sitting all by herself on the floor, in the middle of nowhere. Her vulnerable expression only made her more endearing. So, he managed to get her to go to his place and installed her in his home. He fell for her and paid careful attention to all her needs. It did not take long before Isabel caught feelings for him as well. The two of them got together in no time. Their days were plain and ordinary, but also very fulfilling, that was until he met Clarice. With the help of his father, his power struggle with Roland had reached a tipping point. It was at that opportune moment when Clarice’s father saw something in Roland and planned to wed his daughter Clarice to him to join up their families, which was a cause for alarm for Decker. He stressed over it for an entire night before approaching Clarice himself the very next day. Clarice quickly caught feelings for him as well. Furthermore, Roland had been foolish enough to reject
Decker was smiling quite earnestly at Isabel. Isabel threw a deeply suspicious look at him, then she glanced at the stack of documents laid out on top of the table in front of her. “Transferal of Shares.” She was dumbfounded. "I've gone through the contract, it’s safe to sign so go ahead.” Roland picked up a pen and handed it to her. "Roland, I..." "Sign it first, I’ll explain when we get home.” Isabel frowned and tried to protest. "I—" "Don't make me have to beg." Isabel did not know how to respond. Fine. She briefly scanned through the contract. The contract stated Decker’s agreement to transfer the remaining forty percent of his shares in Rockwell Corporation to her. Roland must have talked to the shareholders of Rockwell Corporation about this as well. They all regarded Isabel with polite smiles. Isabel had flipped through the final page of the document. She signed her name on one of the marked-out sections. She proceeded to sign all thr
They ended the call shortly after that. Isabel glanced at Martha and was hesitating if she should break the news right away. Martha seemed to have sensed her staring and suddenly turned to her with a flash of concern. "Isabel, what's wrong?" Isabel took a deep breath and broke the news. "Auntie, Master Rockwell just passed away." Martha's eyes widened. After a lengthy silence that lasted more than ten seconds, she started to break out in tears. She covered her face with her hands and expressed amid bouts of tears mixed with laughter, “Wonderful! About time! I hope he enjoys life in the underworld. God knows that someone like him will never deserve a spot in heaven!” Isabel did not know whether she should celebrate with Martha or console her. Soon, Martha began to collect herself. She briefly wiped away her tears and joyfully took Isabel's hand. "Isabel, let’s go shopping! I’m in such a good mood today, I’m going to go on a shopping spree!” "Okay. But Roland w
Isabel held onto Roland's hand firmly during the entire drive home after leaving the hospital. It was because Roland’s hands were cold and rigid. Isabel sat with him and tirelessly rubbed his hand to keep them warm. After one hand was warm, she would shift her attention to the other. By the time she managed to warm the other hand, the original hand would turn cold again. She decided it was easier to take both of his hands and caress them with the warmth of her palms. Roland looked at her with a gentle glow deep within his eyes. “Thank you, Isabel,” he said softly. Thank you for loving him, and for sticking by his side all this time despite circumstances. Isabel smiled. “I’m just warming your hands, it's no big deal. Still, you’re welcome." Roland smiled faintly and left it at that. Soon, his hands began to warm up off of the heat of Isabel’s palms. When Isabel felt that his hands were no longer freezing, she prepared to pull her hand away. That was when
Decker looked nothing like his usual self. The pompous, arrogant man who held himself far above others and who expected everyone around him to kiss up to him because he was superior to them all. It was as if he had been plunged not only to Earth but a pile of swamp. He had completely lost his usual grace. Isabel said crossly, "Decker, have you gone mental? Is everything going on too much for you?” “Yeah, could you help me?” he said with a coy smile, “Just one hug should be enough to take care of it all.” Isabel rolled her eyes. Without warning, he suddenly braced himself and lunged right at Isabel, stepping past Brandon who was caught off guard by this sudden attack. Isabel barely had time to react. Just when it seemed like his hand was about to graze Isabel, a long pair of arms seized Isabel from behind and jerked her backward. It was swiftly followed by a long, muscular leg shooting outward right next to Isabel. Thump! Decker was kicked to the ground.
"How did you and Roland meet?" Decker suddenly asked. Isabel turned away, fully intent on ignoring him. "Did you meet each other at Carter Corporation? Or did you meet him outside of work and gradually fell in love with him, then you decided to set him up with a position at Carter Corporation?” What did he mean by that? Was he insinuating that Roland was relying on her to snake his way into Carter Corporation? She threw a sideways, belittling look at him. "Do you think Roland is anything like you? He wouldn’t latch on another woman to further his goals.” Decker was not upset by this as he continued with a smug smile. "Oh? Then how did he get into Carter Corporation?" “He proved his worth.” Isabel realized that she had been roped in by Decker again. Nevertheless, she continued, “He passed the interviews himself. I was one of the interviewers and initially planned to dismiss him, but he managed to leave a very good impression on my father and the rest was history.” "
"I never meant to kill him! Roland, you have to believe me. Why would I still try to deceive you when I’m in this state?” “In that case, you can go ahead and explain things to him in the afterlife.” Master Rockwell was taken aback by this, his demeanor tightened. "You...you..." Roland looked at him calmly. "Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you. It was Grandma and my parents who raised me. They instilled morals and virtue into me and made sure I’d grow into a decent man.” Master Rockwell was briefly relieved to hear this, but before he could rid himself of his trepidation, Roland continued in a dark voice, "But I won’t forget about you and Decker bribing all those media outlets to defame Isabel. I know you manipulated the stock prices to try to kick me out of the corporation. I’ll make sure to settle our score through the legal system.” If convicted guilty, they would have to rot in prison. “Roland… listen to me, Roland. Decker is your uncle. If you want revenge, you can come
Master Rockwell must have heard their shifting movements and opened his eyes. When he recognized the faces of Roland and Isabel, there was a brief glow in his murky eyes. He motioned to the nurse to have her help him sit up from the bed. After he managed to position himself seated up against the head of the bed, he asked the nurse to leave. Then he cast a loving, tender smile on Roland and Isabel. “Roland, Isabel, please have a seat.” Roland said disinterestedly, "We have things to get to, just hurry up and tell us what you have to say." Isabel stayed silent. A look flashed in Master Rockwell's eyes. Then, he turned to Isabel and expressed regretfully, "Isabel, I’m a foolish old man, it was me who told Decker to leak pictures of you two. He had no choice because I forced him to do so. If you have to blame someone, blame me!” Isabel frowned. She was somewhat impressed by how smoothly the old man switched his mask from one to another. From a forlorn and sad state t