Rowan understood the message—he needed to handle things privately.Amelia glanced at the chat history but had no intention of exposing Rowan. “You still hang out with them. It wouldn’t be good for you to speak up for me. Put your phone away.”Saying that, she tossed the phone back to him.Rowan, however, wanted to show his allegiance. “I was ignorant before, thinking that being in their circle made me important. But now I see things differently. Gossiping and ostracizing people isn’t right. Amelia, I’m not siding with you just because you’re powerful. After today, I’ve genuinely realized a lot.”He had lost his mother at a young age and always craved companionship. He enjoyed being surrounded by people, the liveliness of it.That was why he never lacked friends—even if he didn’t like doing certain things, he’d go along with them for the sake of his ‘brothers.’But real brothers wouldn’t hold him back, and they certainly wouldn’t push him out to take the fall.They thought having money
This was like throwing a stone into a still pond—waves rippled instantly!Netizens were stunned.“What?! The head of Dragon Lake Mountain? A real Taoist?!”“Let me explain—Master Cloudwalker is the last remaining guardian of the sect. He’s an expert in the Art of Divination and the Five Elements.”“Damn! I know this guy! He’s on Wikipedia! A national-level expert in astronomy and geography?”“Here’s another fact—Master Cloudwalker never casually performs divinations, nor does he work for any aristocratic families. He only recently came down the mountain for a Taoist conference.”“So… Q Hotel really does have a fortune-enhancing effect?!”No one had expected such a dramatic twist.For Dragon Lake Mountain to personally step in and clarify meant there was no fraud involved.Q Corporation’s subsidiary account was now in utter chaos.“I just have one question—The new manager never said anything, so why did this Cromwell guy feel the need to apologize on her behalf?”“Can’t you see? Intern
"Enough!" Zane was utterly enraged, his temper flaring beyond control. "Are you trying to lose your job? Find a solution right now! Minimize the damage!"Minimize the damage? How could that even be possible?The public statement was still there, blatantly displayed for all to see. Even if the PR department wanted to delete it, netizens had already taken screenshots and spread them everywhere.Mr.Cromwell’s words about disowning his son weren’t just empty threats—they were real.Secretary Frank didn't want to hurt Zane too much, so he had kept some matters vague. But that didn’t mean Mr.Cromwell didn’t understand.He wasn’t senile enough to be deceived. His own son had tried to reclaim control of the hotel by shamelessly exposing his own daughter to the public. This made Mr.Cromwell utterly disappointed.Secretary Frank knew he was upset and asked, "Mr. Cromwell, the PR department wants to know if the corporation should intervene and seek help from mainstream media?""No need. He broug
In the past, Zane might have played along with this act, but now he was drowning in his own troubles and had no time to worry about Abby’s feigned frailty."I should never have listened to you!"With that, Zane stormed out of the hospital.The moment he left, Abby grabbed her phone and opened the web. The news of the situation flipping against them was everywhere.Even in the group chat, the topic dominated, and almost everyone had tagged her."Abby, that Taoist was Master Cloudwalker! Why didn’t you tell us earlier?""Master Cloudwalker is incredibly difficult to meet. My grandfather went to Dragon Lake Mountain multiple times and never even got to see him. He still has to show him the utmost respect.""I can’t believe Master Cloudwalker was at your family’s hotel. If I had known, I would’ve booked a stay too!""Abby, my dad wants to know—can you get in touch with Master Cloudwalker? Money isn’t an issue."Suddenly, the tone of the group had changed completely.Rowan remained silent.
"Amelia, this is the DNA test result. You are not Mr. Milton's biological daughter. Mr. Milton has found his real daughter and wants you to stop contacting them." Amelia arrived at her fiancé's house. It felt like a dream. She wasn't Jackson's daughter? She'd always wondered why Jackson let her take the Cromwell name. Now she knew—Jackson had known all along that she wasn't his daughter. She mustered the courage to text her fiance, Maynard Simmons, "Coming home for dinner tonight?" The wait felt endless. He hated being disturbed at work, and she worried he'd ignore her like he used to. But a second later, her phone lit up with his cold reply, "Yeah, we need to talk." Relieved, Amelia hurried to buy groceries and whipped up several of her best dishes. She placed the DNA test on the table, then thought better of it and flipped it over. As evening fell, a black luxury car pulled into the yard. Maynard got out, his suit jacket casually draped over his arm. His tall frame and sha
Amelia didn't even glance at the check, a flash of mockery in her eyes. "Think it's too little? This is your income for ten years. Take the money and stay out of our lives. Maynard and I are a perfect match. After all, you're just the daughter of a small businessman. You don't belong in our world." Amelia felt another stab of pain. She hurried upstairs to the master bedroom, planning to leave whether Misty was there or not. With the breakup, she had no reason to stay. As she packed, she realized how little she had—her things barely filled a suitcase. The past three years felt like a dream. She saw the DNA test result on the bedside table and thought to herself, It's time to end this. Just then, Misty walked in uninvited, holding the breakup agreement. "Are you packed?" she asked. Seeing the paper on the nightstand, she looked puzzled. Amelia quickly grabbed the DNA test and crumpled it. She didn't want Misty to know her secret. Misty still thought she was part of the Milton f
The thought of what was about to happen in that bed made Amelia's stomach churn, but she forced herself to stay calm. She turned and walked into the closet to pack her things. In no time, she had a suitcase ready. "Adrian, that suitcase looks like a designer brand. Find her something else to pack her things," Misty's shrill voice rang out, dripping with contempt. Soon, Adrian brought over an old cardboard box and threw it at Amelia's feet. "Use this," he grumbled. Amelia squatted down to open her suitcase, but Misty's voice came again, "Check her luggage properly later. Some people have sticky fingers. We don't want her taking anything she's not supposed to." Hearing this, Amelia's mind flashed back to Maynard's cold, ruthless look. He was in the bathroom next door, and if he found the DNA test result, he'd probably humiliate her even more. Adrian and Misty were watching her closely outside the closet. Amelia glanced at the DNA test hidden deep in her suitcase and made a quick d
Amelia let out all her pent-up grievances in one breath, and immediately felt much better. "Finished?" Maynard's eyes were filled with confusion. He had given her a credit card and had Adrian send her designer clothes and bags every season. Now, he'd given her a large sum of money for the breakup—enough for her to live comfortably. He thought he'd done his part. "Can't finish in a few words," she replied. "Go on," he urged. "I can, but it'll cost you more," she smirked. Maynard's lips pressed tightly together. "Amelia, you really are all about the money. Greed never ends well," he warned. She was still not satisfied, even after all he'd done for her. Amelia's eyes were defiant yet clear, and he couldn't understand how a woman he thought was nothing but a gold-digger with a mouth full of lies could have such pure eyes. But she'd caused trouble repeatedly, and now she didn't even bother to hide it anymore. He'd thought she'd finally show her true colors. He should have felt re
In the past, Zane might have played along with this act, but now he was drowning in his own troubles and had no time to worry about Abby’s feigned frailty."I should never have listened to you!"With that, Zane stormed out of the hospital.The moment he left, Abby grabbed her phone and opened the web. The news of the situation flipping against them was everywhere.Even in the group chat, the topic dominated, and almost everyone had tagged her."Abby, that Taoist was Master Cloudwalker! Why didn’t you tell us earlier?""Master Cloudwalker is incredibly difficult to meet. My grandfather went to Dragon Lake Mountain multiple times and never even got to see him. He still has to show him the utmost respect.""I can’t believe Master Cloudwalker was at your family’s hotel. If I had known, I would’ve booked a stay too!""Abby, my dad wants to know—can you get in touch with Master Cloudwalker? Money isn’t an issue."Suddenly, the tone of the group had changed completely.Rowan remained silent.
"Enough!" Zane was utterly enraged, his temper flaring beyond control. "Are you trying to lose your job? Find a solution right now! Minimize the damage!"Minimize the damage? How could that even be possible?The public statement was still there, blatantly displayed for all to see. Even if the PR department wanted to delete it, netizens had already taken screenshots and spread them everywhere.Mr.Cromwell’s words about disowning his son weren’t just empty threats—they were real.Secretary Frank didn't want to hurt Zane too much, so he had kept some matters vague. But that didn’t mean Mr.Cromwell didn’t understand.He wasn’t senile enough to be deceived. His own son had tried to reclaim control of the hotel by shamelessly exposing his own daughter to the public. This made Mr.Cromwell utterly disappointed.Secretary Frank knew he was upset and asked, "Mr. Cromwell, the PR department wants to know if the corporation should intervene and seek help from mainstream media?""No need. He broug
This was like throwing a stone into a still pond—waves rippled instantly!Netizens were stunned.“What?! The head of Dragon Lake Mountain? A real Taoist?!”“Let me explain—Master Cloudwalker is the last remaining guardian of the sect. He’s an expert in the Art of Divination and the Five Elements.”“Damn! I know this guy! He’s on Wikipedia! A national-level expert in astronomy and geography?”“Here’s another fact—Master Cloudwalker never casually performs divinations, nor does he work for any aristocratic families. He only recently came down the mountain for a Taoist conference.”“So… Q Hotel really does have a fortune-enhancing effect?!”No one had expected such a dramatic twist.For Dragon Lake Mountain to personally step in and clarify meant there was no fraud involved.Q Corporation’s subsidiary account was now in utter chaos.“I just have one question—The new manager never said anything, so why did this Cromwell guy feel the need to apologize on her behalf?”“Can’t you see? Intern
Rowan understood the message—he needed to handle things privately.Amelia glanced at the chat history but had no intention of exposing Rowan. “You still hang out with them. It wouldn’t be good for you to speak up for me. Put your phone away.”Saying that, she tossed the phone back to him.Rowan, however, wanted to show his allegiance. “I was ignorant before, thinking that being in their circle made me important. But now I see things differently. Gossiping and ostracizing people isn’t right. Amelia, I’m not siding with you just because you’re powerful. After today, I’ve genuinely realized a lot.”He had lost his mother at a young age and always craved companionship. He enjoyed being surrounded by people, the liveliness of it.That was why he never lacked friends—even if he didn’t like doing certain things, he’d go along with them for the sake of his ‘brothers.’But real brothers wouldn’t hold him back, and they certainly wouldn’t push him out to take the fall.They thought having money
"That's not entirely true. Sebastian’s stage presence is insane. If you take a photo or video with him, it’ll go viral instantly.""The the Cromwell family is already trending. Isn’t he only loyal to his biological sister? He never acknowledges Abby. Just wait, sooner or later, he’ll be dragged down by that village girl too."Seeing this, Abby responded at the perfect moment:"Amanda, it's normal that Sixth Brother doesn’t recognize me. I’m just the Cromwell family’s sponsored student, after all.""What do you mean just a sponsored student? Aunt Ruby almost lost her mind back then. If it weren’t for you, the Cromwell family would’ve been a mess. Now this village girl waltzes in, and suddenly, they want to pretend you don’t exist? Meanwhile, she’s ruining the hotel’s reputation.""Amanda, my father has always treated me well. He’s trying to fix things now. Let’s not talk about my sister anymore."Amanda Fisher, Rowan’s cousin, had grown up with Abby. They were schoolmates from differen
"Let's handle the situation first. Get the press release ready."After saying this, Zane hung up the phone.Inside the hospital room, Abby gazed out at the corridor, her eyes filled with malice. Seeing a nurse enter, she quickly lay back down and opened her phone.Even though Barret and Rowan were no longer active in the circle, making things less lively than before, news of the hotel trending online had still been shared in the group chat. Someone tagged her:"Abby, isn't this your family's hotel?""Why would they use such a marketing tactic? If I hadn’t stayed there before, I might have believed it!""Who's the new person in charge? Tell Uncle Cromwell to fire them—this is humiliating."A smile tugged at the corners of Abby's lips, but she quickly masked it with a seemingly concerned response:"Don't say that. My sister just returned and doesn’t understand the market yet. Making small mistakes is normal."The group chat immediately became more active."Your sister? The one the Cromw
Abby, ever understanding, said, “Sister only wanted the hotel to do better, which is why she came up with such a drastic plan. Dad, don’t blame her.” “She’s been put in charge of the hotel as soon as she came back. The old man is too impatient,” Zane said helplessly, shaking his head. “As her father, I won’t hold it against her, but there are many other shareholders in the hotel. If this situation keeps escalating, I’m really worried something will go wrong. Even though Cromwell’s investment is the largest, we still can’t ignore the voices of the shareholders.” As he spoke, his phone rang again. “See? It’s another call from someone who wants me to go back and take over the hotel.” Abby glanced at her father and said, “Dad, we can handle everything else, but public opinion has a time sensitivity. If we don’t address it now, it’ll only escalate, and by then, it will be much harder to calm down.” Zane knew this well. “I’m just worried about Amelia taking responsibility. She’ll probab
Master Cloudwalker had never easily left his mountain before, mainly because the internet was so developed now, it was too easy to expose oneself. As for the sudden surge of attention, the Cromwell family’s PR department was completely baffled.What kind of unexpected fortune was this? They hadn't done anything, and yet they'd ended up trending online.To make things worse, the hotel alone had three spots in the trending topics. One of them was particularly explosive: **[Breaking News! I really won the lottery! The master’s words are true! Everyone, come stay at the hotel!](#)** Before this, the hotel’s rating had dropped to 4.3 stars.What’s worse, many people, especially those in business, had stopped choosing this long-established five-star hotel for meetings.There were even comments mentioning that the hotel’s staff was sarcastic and that guests often felt ill during their stay. Some said they had stayed at this hotel and started experiencing a streak of bad luck afterward,
The Zen master’s eyes lit up. “Quick! Take me to him!”This young master must be the one he wanted to take as an apprentice!But…“Wait, it’s you?”In the hotel suite, the Zen master stared at Carl’s strikingly handsome face, utterly speechless. “Why aren’t you at the Jenkins family’s estate? What are you doing here at a hotel?”Amelia watched the scene with amusement.As expected, the gossip about the Jenkins family was mostly true.For example, the Jenkins family’s young master, who had such a precious life that even masters from Dragon Lake Mountain envied him.Carl coughed lightly, maintaining his refined posture and politeness. “Master Cloudwalker, long time no see. You’re as healthy as ever.”Master Cloudwalker scoffed and turned to Amelia. “Is this your young master? The one borrowing fortune from the Zen?”Amelia nodded.Master Cloudwalker chuckled twice. “He doesn’t need to borrow. He’s the Zen’s true son.”“Master.” Carl poured a cup of tea and handed it over. “You’ve misund