Jean was passing the screenplay to Sean so that he could earn a rebate. Sean smiled lightly. By phrasing her words ambiguously, Rose had managed to guide the other into misunderstanding the situation. It was a good tactic. As expected, the person in charge took the bait. “Since Master Jean has agreed to pass the screenplay to you and on behalf of your sincerity, we shall sign the contract with you then.” Rose pulled the contract from her bag. “Well then, Mr. Collins, there’s no better time like the present. Please take a look at the contract. We can sign today if there are no problems with it. I’m sure you’re aware that our chairman, Mr. Bell, has already given the order for the movie to begin filming before the Golden Week. I hope you can understand our difficulties and help us save as much time as we can.” The person in charge flipped through the contract. Every item and section in this contract was more detailed than Jean’s while at the same time not as imperious as the clai
Everyone in the house was shocked. ‘Did the same Jay Ares who has only ever been cold to his siblings actually take initiative to help Jean with work?’ The sun must have risen from the west today. Jean replied appreciatively, “That’s good then, Jay. With you handling the matter, I’m sure Sean Bell and his disrespectful secretary will end up eating dirt.” Jay ignored him, opting to channel his focus on taking care of his little sweetheart, Baby Zetty. Having kept silent for so long, John finally spoke, his tone sharp as he brought an old topic to the table, “Jay, how could you openly bring Zetty to the Tourmaline Estate despite knowing that we don’t allow people of other bloodlines here. This is blatant disrespect for the Grand Old Master’s house rules!” At that, the overall temperature of the room seemed to drop drastically. John’s twinkling but mirthless eyes stared at Jay. He had reminded the other before. Escaping was not a solution. Moving Baby Zetty from his lap to t
Jay had already predicted so. Grandfather’s age came with sentimentality, which made him softer and more human. “Should Grandfather feel regretful, I can always bring them back.” The Grand Old Master waved his hand dismissively. “Illegitimate children tend to have complex minds. I fear admitting them into the family may push the legitimate children to wit’s end.” Jay smiled. “I’ll make sure to do my part as the older brother.” Grand Old Master Ares spoke, “I’m much relieved to know that you have such thoughts. However, these children are all copies of their parents and will stop at nothing to compete for power. They may not appreciate your kindness. James’ son, Jean, may not be doing so well, but he’s at least an innocent child. Do bring him about and show him the ropes.” Jay replied, “I understand.” Monday came, and so did Jean to Garden Of A Diary on his Ferrari. He was dressed to the nines today, donned in a red suit that only seemed to emphasize his forbidding appeara
Bell Enterprises was hit with chaos the moment Jay drove his Rolls-Royce into Central Building’s car park. “Apparently, Mr. Bell took the movie contract Ares Enterprises has been eyeing. Sir Ares must be here in Bell Enterprises to confront them for their disrespect.” “Did Mr. Bell grow the heart of a lion? Where did he find the galls to steal from the lion’s den? Mr. Bell is so screwed.” “If I look close enough, I can almost see Central Building engulfed by the warnings of impending bloodshed.” … Standing by the window, Sean watched in tranquility as the Rolls-Royce parked downstairs. “What do you think he’s here for today, Orchid?” Pouring him a cup of coffee, Rose replied without thinking, “We stole Ares Enterprises’ contract. I’m pretty sure he’s here to confront us, no?” Sean turned around with a smile. “I don’t think so.” Rose lifted her gaze to look at him. “Then why is he here?” Knocks sounded in the room...Sean sent Rose a look. “He’s here.” Suddenly an
Thankfully, his disgust was well-hidden. His slender fingers elegantly pinched Rose’s unruly fingers. Jay turned to stare at her petite hand before engulfing it within his larger one.The sense of familiarity returned. Her slim and soft fingertips were caged in his hands. Ecstasy sparked in his eyes. Rose, however, complained internally. Why had he not pushed her away yet? To think that she had gone to this level of shamelessness too. Giving up, she pushed herself further into his chest. Such an act coupled with her flimsy top and the fact that she had no cardigan on was hardly one expected of a dignified woman. Frost immediately pooled in Jay’s eyes. How could Sean have her charm clients with her sexual appeal? What atrocity. Glancing up at him, Rose went even wilder and looped her arms around Jay’s neck. The icy glint in his eyes drove her to believe that her plan was working… She began saying in a coquettish tone, “Could Master Ares be here for The Moonlit Sky’s scr
His hooded eyes pierced frostily into Sean. Although Jay had yet to speak, Sean could already feel his soul shiver at the threat of impending death. Before he knew what came over him, Sean blurted. “You can have it, Master Ares. Be The Moonlit Sky’s screenplay or my gorgeous secretary… Take what you want.” Jay stared at Rose while deep in thought. Her entire expression screamed how against it she was. He would much have her somewhere he was familiar with than her constantly being on the run. At least then, he could still protect her from afar. “It’s alright.” He may have voiced his rejection, but that did not stop his mind from silently plotting how best to coax her back to his side. However, right then, Jean barged in. Assessing the awkward atmosphere in the room, Jean walked over to whisper by Jay’s side, “Jay, did you get the contract back yet?” Jay remained silent. Jean wailed, “Oh, come on, Jay! My admiration for you, my dearest brother, flows like an unending
Without a choice, Jean got out obediently before sliding into the driver’s seat. Then, he began to complain, “Jay, you are a president of a big company with a net worth of hundreds of billions, yes? So pray tell, why are you your own chauffeur? “I’d have seven personal drivers if I were you. One for every day of the week.” “If every driver’s going to be as annoying as you, I’d much rather drive myself, thank you very much,” Jay replied. Jean smacked his lips. “I don’t know why I waste my time talking to sociopaths like you.” “Where to?” Jean asked. “Grand Asia.” Jean turned to leave after sending Jay to Grand Asia. However, Jay stopped him. “Come up with me. I’ll teach you about Grand Asia’s corporate culture as we go.” Jean wailed. “No, please, Jay. Show mercy and let me go. You know I’ve always hated studying since I was a child.” “Grandfather wants me to help you.” “Oh, you can’t possibly take his words to heart! Why give yourself more work to do when you can jus
After a long day, it was finally time to clock out. Pushing the folders off to the side, Jean stood up and stretched before walking toward the office doors. Grayson stood there, blocking his way. “Master Jean, the president has specifically instructed that you’re not to leave the company before translating everything that has been given to you.” Jean placed an affectionate arm on Grayson’s shoulder and flashed him a perfect cunning smile. “Where’s my brother, Grayson?” Grayson replied, “My apologies, but the president’s whereabouts are secret information.”Jean stared at the empty office. “I can probably guess without you telling me. Jay’s not in Grand Asia anymore, is he?” Grayson remained silent. Jean’s expression immediately shifted into something sinister. “Get out of my way, okay, Grayson?” Grayson remained unfazed. Jean raised a fist. “Imagine if I missed and hit you instead.” “You’re welcome to try, Master Jean.”In the blink of an eye, Jean’s fist soared to