“Boss, I found that jade dealer, Mr. Whitlock, from LA that you asked me to investigate.”Henry’s voice was filled with excitement.“This old fox is extremely secretive with his dealings, probably because he’s afraid of being tracked.”“He didn’t even dare to take a plane. He’s got a lot of valuable goods on him. He just returned from overseas by cruise ship and plans to attend an antique auction in a few days.”Upon hearing this, Amelia glanced at Bob.Bob was still distracted by her peculiar ringtone, trying to guess who was calling. But when he looked up, he found the Miss Amelia staring directly at him.In an instant, an icy chill ran down his spine. He hurriedly blurted out, “I’ll go ask the elders in my family if they know anything about my aunt,” then quickly fled the conference room, even thoughtfully closing the door behind him.Amelia withdrew her gaze and set down the pen she had been toying with. She didn’t waste time on unnecessary words.“Where is he now?”“the vintage s
Ruby finally reopened the webpage she had seen earlier.She had been watching everything Zane had done.It was time to put an end to certain things.“Elijah, would you like to go for a walk with me?”Elijah, now wearing a new protective charm and a small bell around his neck, looked even more spirited. He nodded immediately and ran off to grab his backpack.He raised a hand to negotiate: I want a candied hawthorn skewer. I won’t get cavities. Auntie, don’t tell the Boss.Ruby burst out laughing. “Didn’t Amelia just say that I’m your mom? Shouldn’t you call me ‘Mom’ instead?”Elijah, his little head full of confusion, scratched the back of it, looking a bit puzzled.Despite being middle-aged, Ruby still retained the charm and beauty of someone in their thirties. With a little dressing up, and after changing Elijah into a stylish outfit, the two of them genuinely looked like mother and son.Her first stop was a hair salon.For years, people had praised her long hair, saying it made her
Returning to the workforce is never easy.Especially for someone who has been a housewife for years—it’s even harder to find a job.Sitting next to Ruby were fresh university graduates, some of whom had even studied abroad. The field of operations was in high demand, especially in the digital marketing sector. Even celebrities needed proper promotion and strategic advertising.One of the applicants glanced at Ruby and then turned to whisper to someone beside her.Fragments of their conversation drifted over."Oh my god, she’s so old, and she’s still competing for a position with us?""The company definitely won’t hire her. I took a quick look at her resume—housewife, full-time mom."At some point, “full-time mom” had become a derogatory term.Even though they contributed the most to their families.The saddest part? Women were the ones discriminating against women.But who doesn’t age? Who hasn’t been young once?Ruby remained silent.Perhaps this was the first lesson of re-entering s
"Are you willing to start as an assistant?"Catherine abruptly interrupted the male interviewer, her tone crisp and decisive. "If you’re willing, stay."She flipped through Ruby’s personal file. It was clear that this was a woman whose marriage had ruined her career. But beyond simply wanting to help a fellow woman, Catherine also saw real potential in her.Ruby didn’t seem like an ordinary housewife. If she couldn’t handle the pressure…"I’m willing." Ruby smiled. "And I’ll prove that I’m more than just an assistant."Her composed yet confident attitude was commendable.Since this was an exception to the usual hiring process, there was no need for further interviews—she was told to report to work the next day.Outside, the high-achieving graduate who had mocked Ruby earlier walked out as well, complaining loudly over the phone."Mom, I don’t want to work here. I applied for an operations role, and now they’re assigning me as an assistant. What kind of company is this?""Sweetheart, f
At this moment, in the traditional courtyard house, Mr. Hart was anxiously pacing back and forth."The school placement exams are coming up soon. We must get her school transfer sorted immediately so she can start classes as soon as possible."Mr. Hart was a highly respected expert in the field of medicine, dedicating his entire life to saving lives.For years, he had worried about the decline of traditional Chinese medicine. Now, with Amelia showing promise, he finally saw hope for the next generation to carry on the practice.No matter what, she had to continue her studies.Mr. Hart was concerned that Amelia might fall behind in her education.Just as Amelia walked into the room, she overheard this conversation. She knew Mr. Hart genuinely cared for her and didn’t want to disappoint him."Mr. Hart, I can study on my own at home," Amelia said with a gentle smile. "I’ll keep my enrollment at our vocational school and take the specialized college entrance exam when the time comes. I’ll
As for Aunt Ashford and Abby, they were still unaware that the hotel’s formation had been broken.Amelia could interrogate them, but after thinking it through, she decided it wasn’t worth the effort.It was better to keep problematic people in the open, let them expose themselves, and follow the trail to uncover the bigger picture.She handed Rowan a blackened hairpin."Return this to its rightful owner. Put it back inside the house."Rowan didn’t understand where the hairpin came from.Not until he arrived at the apartment complex and met with the agent.Even on his way upstairs, he felt a chill creeping down his back.The agent found it odd, too."Sir, maybe you should check out the place by yourself. Just make sure to lock the door when you leave."As Rowan stood in the hallway, keys in hand, hesitating—The door next to him suddenly swung open.Inside, a couple was in the middle of a heated argument.The man reeked of alcohol."Why did I hit you? If you can’t handle that job, then
At the Special Cases Meeting—Several investigators were reviewing Rowan on the screen."Boss sent this guy?""Yeah, Boss said he’s special and could help with the case.""When is Boss coming back?""After stabilizing their studies.""Their studies? You’re joking, right? What does Boss need school for?""Don’t believe me? See for yourself."The room fell into silence as everyone stared at the chat logs.What kind of force could actually make their Boss go to school?No need to ask—the answer was social obligations.Meanwhile, Amelia had been waiting at the bookstore near the school with Mr. Hart.Their appointment was for 2 PM. It was already 4 PM, yet the other party still hadn’t shown up.Mr. Hart had finished his tea and was about to send a follow-up message when a group of scholarly-looking individuals entered.One elderly man at the front chuckled, "I must say, I’m very pleased with my student. Even Mr. Fisher praises her—says she’s a prodigy at acupuncture and sharp in analyzing
"Time really spares no one, huh? Even the rule-abiding Peter finds himself in a difficult spot now."The elderly scholar patted Mr. Hart on the shoulder."Peter, we’re both getting on in years. My memory isn’t what it used to be—I completely forgot we had an appointment. And honestly, this isn’t the right place to discuss your junior’s school transfer.""Transfer?" Mia feigned surprise. "Mr. Hart, Sister’s grades wouldn’t allow for a transfer, would they? Hasn’t she always studied at your vocational school?"As soon as she said this, many scholars turned to look their way.The elderly scholar made no move to stop her.Mr. Hart instantly understood what was happening, and his heart sank.Before coming here, he had reassured Amelia that everything would be fine.But now, even an old friend had become unrecognizable.Amelia, ever perceptive, knew that anything Mr. Hart said now would only invite further ridicule. She spoke up herself:"Mr. Hart, out of old friendship, you turned down an
"Very handsome."Ruby, with her elegant demeanor, spoke in a slightly hoarse voice.She hadn’t expected that her youngest son, upon seeing her, neither showed fear nor questioned why she was here.Instead, he naturally stepped in to help her.She was deeply moved.Meanwhile, Sebastian casually placed the milk tea on the table and turned to the dumbfounded young starlet and makeup artist."Take your time with the milk tea."His gaze locked onto the young starlet."Being an idol doesn’t mean thinking you're above others.""You should be grateful that cup of milk tea didn’t land on my mom’s face.""Otherwise, you'd never survive in this industry again."Ruby wanted to stop him—such direct words would only invite trouble.But Sebastian didn’t care."Mom, I was a rookie once too. Back then, I had to suck it up and endure everything on set. Look at her—she even mocks the staff.""I… I…" The young starlet’s face flushed red with embarrassment.The other crew members were watching.She had in
In general, new assistants in the industry are given menial tasks.Especially those assigned to the outer edges of a set—they’re basically at everyone’s beck and call, running errands back and forth.Ruby had been deliberately pulled away by Elijah earlier, so she had no idea what had happened during the program recording.Elijah had acted strangely, doing everything possible to keep her from entering the inner set.It was only after she returned that Ruby found out her son was one of the guest participants.Now, with police cars outside and people constantly coming and going, she set down the milk tea that had been specifically requested by some celebrities and decided to ask around in the break room.“Excuse me, little sister, can I ask what happened on the show? Where’s Kina? Is he safe?”The so-called “celebrities” she had been delivering milk tea to were actually internet influencers from the same company, filming vertical short dramas in the adjacent studio.Sometimes, the small
Sebastian’s eyes were already red with anger.“little sis, who is this Environmental Energy master you’re talking about?!”“We’re still investigating.” Amelia’s voice was calm and steady. “Sixth Brother, I’m telling you this because I don’t want you to act impulsively. The Earthly Fiend Array isn’t something an ordinary Environmental Energy master can set up. The person behind this must be on par with Master Cloudwalker.”Carl had been silent all this time. But upon hearing this, his eyes flickered with interest.“On par with Master Cloudwalker? That significantly narrows it down—not many fit that category.”“There aren’t many officially registered,” Amelia replied, pausing briefly. “But there could be others operating in the shadows—we’re still looking.”“That array was strange,” she continued. “Rather than simply bringing misfortune to the Cromwell family, it seemed more like someone was trying to steal the Cromwell family’s fortune.”Carl’s eyes narrowed, exuding an air of noble y
Sebastian instinctively took a step back.The reason he had stayed away from home for so long—was fear.As a child, he had tried to make his mother happy by bringing home good grades.But by then, she was already sick, her emotions unstable.He had expected her to hit him. He would have preferred that—at least then, she would have reacted.Instead, she had looked at him like an empty doll, staring blankly outside as she asked, “Why didn’t you pay more attention? Did you really have to eat that candied hawthorn?”Then, she had started crying.Sometimes, she even hurt herself.The doctors diagnosed her with depression and warned them not to trigger her condition.Anything or anyone that might worsen her state had to stay away.Over time, her condition deteriorated—she lost hair, grew frail.Following medical advice, he and Fifth Brother avoided appearing in front of her.Then, their father brought that sponsored student home. At first, their mother had resisted fiercely.Sebastian still
In the Earthbound Array, Amelia understood better than anyone how difficult it was to hold onto oneself. The person in question had already sacrificed too much—she didn’t want any more rifts in their family.As soon as Sebastian heard that his little sister wanted to introduce him to someone, he wasted no time. With a hat, sunglasses, and a mask in place, he showed up in front of Amelia, looking a little nervous.But his actions were quick—he handed over a black card in an instant.“Little sis, this is for you!”Sebastian had never been this straightforward before.In all of New York’s elite circles, he was known for being aloof and untouchable. The only two times he had lost his temper, he had beaten people up with a cold face.Everyone knew that if there was one person in the industry you shouldn’t provoke, it was the Cromwell family’s domineering troublemaker.Even Spencer and his group only dared to gossip about Amelia behind her back, never to her face. And that was because of Se
Carl noticed her staring and raised an eyebrow slightly. "If you keep looking at me like that, I’ll think you’re about to charge me for medical fees again.""Medical fees?" Amelia didn’t immediately follow.Carl lifted a hand, touching his neck. He let out a soft chuckle, his voice so pleasant it was almost unnatural.That’s when Amelia finally saw the markings spreading down his neck.A series of Sanskrit symbols. To the untrained eye, they might look like tattoos.But in reality, they were a form of spirit-binding. Right beside them was the imprint of a red spider lily.Because the markings extended downward, and since he always wore collared shirts, she had never seen them fully before.Now that she had noticed, she wanted a clearer look. Without hesitation, she grabbed him and lightly pulled at his collar.It was well known—the red spider lily bloomed along the path to the underworld, guiding departed souls toward peace.Its meaning? The gentleness of a demon.Most people wouldn’t
Amelia had never seen anyone whose true form looked like this before.Capable of bearing the blessings of heaven yet burdened with countless sins?What did that even mean?Before she could make sense of it, Carl spoke up, his voice laced with a soft cough, looking frail and sickly. "He didn’t dare come see you himself, so he sent me to ask what you want. As your elder brother, he’ll buy you anything."Behind him, Sebastian was hiding, a far cry from the dominant figure he usually was on stage.Catherine had originally been worried that he might argue with the boss and that bringing up the online controversy would be tricky. But to her surprise, Sebastian was handling PR himself.It was the right approach. The audience had witnessed everything during the show—he couldn't just turn around and throw his partner under the bus once it ended.But… wasn't he paying way too much attention to a random passerby?Catherine had to admit, Miss No. 5 was stunning. Even her first instinct upon seein
"Him?" Amelia raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.She had long known that he carried immense karmic burdens.But was there something more?"What about him?" Amelia gestured for the resentful infant spirit to continue.The infant spirit wobbled slightly. "Better to let the big sisters tell you themselves."Hearing this, Amelia lowered her gaze, her fingers brushing against the violet jade.Soon, a soft, gentle voice came through. "Sister, do you want to say it, or should I?""You do it. Your perception is stronger than mine." The other voice was much crisper.The violet jade glowed faintly as the voice hesitated, then spoke thoughtfully. "I feel like I’ve seen him before—down below. Master, your fiancé carries a very familiar aura. I can’t explain it well, but…it makes us afraid.""Yes, it’s terrifying," the resentful infant spirit chimed in. "The moment he walked in, I thought I was done for."Amelia chuckled lightly. "Is it really that exaggerated?""Mm!" The infant spirit nodded,
"They all want to meet Miss Seven, but some of the remarks aren't very pleasant," Secretary Frank reported honestly. "Some people still believe that Miss Seven, coming from a small place, isn't qualified to attend their socialite banquet."Mr. Cromwell's eyes darkened. "Mr. Fisher just called too. He congratulated me, but his words carried the implication that Amelia would embarrass herself at the banquet.""Our Amelia isn’t interested in competing with them, yet they keep provoking her!"Suddenly, something occurred to Mr. Cromwell. "Go tell that white-lotus-turned-black-bellied kid from the Jenkins family about this.""Young Mr. Jenkins?" Secretary Frank asked tentatively.Mr. Cromwell nodded, looking very proud.In a few years, that boy would be taking Amelia away.He had to make sure the Jenkins family brat truly wanted to protect his granddaughter!Even he, an old man who had lived for decades, sometimes couldn’t see through that young man.At the Same TimeOnce everyone had fini