"Look at how considerate Delilah is. Damon, when are you planning to marry her?"
Seeing Delilah's belly grow larger by the day, Agatha was determined not to let the Price family’s first grandchild be born without a proper title.
Jamal had also thought about this issue. "Your grandfather’s out for a walk. He should be back soon. When he returns, you should discuss this matter with him yourself."
When Mark Price heard about Damon’s divorce from Hazel, he nearly flipped the entire old residence upside down.
If not for Agatha and Jamal’s attempts to mediate, Damon would have already been dragged home for a round of family discipline.
Jamal had no desire to anger his father again over matters concerning the younger generation.
"Uncle, Auntie, Damon knows what he’s doing. You don’t need to pressure him. I’m not upset," Delilah said with a soft smile, her understanding demeanor making her all the more likable.
Yet no one in the room was trul
Faced with the old man’s sharp gaze, Damon had nothing to say.Demian didn’t want Delilah to suffer criticism. If Damon’s earlier plan got out, Delilah would surely be torn apart by public opinion.The wedding was scheduled for five days later. As soon as the date was set, the news spread like wildfire online."I didn’t believe the rumors about President Price cheating before, but now he’s getting remarried right after the divorce?!""Poor my Queen, still entangled with someone like him.""Once they’re married, let’s hope Mrs. Price can keep him in check and stop him from bothering my Queen again!""My Queen shines solo!"After scrolling for a long time and not finding any comments she liked, Delilah furiously threw her phone, which hit a servant squarely on the head."Ah!" Blood trickled down the servant’s face as the others rushed over i
The people at the table exchanged glances and couldn’t help but laugh. "Hazel Queen, I’ve known your father for many years, and by seniority, you should call me Uncle Seth. It’s not that I don’t believe in you, but 10 billion is not something you can achieve just by talking about it." Without a plan or a detailed proposal, no one was foolish enough to believe someone’s wild claims. "Miss Queen, I believe in your ability, but not right now. My advice would be to hand over the company to your uncle, take the dividends, and go abroad to gain experience. When you return, you can take over the company smoothly, rather than trying to force things now when you don’t understand anything yet." Hazel didn’t argue. She simply threw a thick proposal onto the large round table. "This is my plan for Queen Corp in the coming year. The more detailed plans are at home. This is just an outline. You can have a look and then talk to me." When Hazel was little, Jacob Queen
Omar lived in a villa area near the city center, not far from where Delilah had arranged to meet.He was unlike most elderly people, who preferred solitude; Omar loved a lively atmosphere and had no interest in secluding himself in the suburbs.When they arrived at Omar’s house, he was working out in the yard, surrounded by various fitness equipment.It should have been a peaceful, fragrant place, but instead, it had been turned into a gym."Uncle Omar, your villa is quite interesting. You’ve put all your fitness equipment outside.""Exercise should be down-to-earth. Breathing in the fresh air outside is much better than staying cooped up inside all the time."Omar wiped the sweat from his face and walked up to Hazel."Why did you come over today? Did you bring the hard drive?"Hazel took out a wooden box from her bag, opened it, and inside was the hard drive, severely damaged from the fire. Even from its appearance, it was cle
Upon hearing the voice, Delilah quickly turned around. The moment she saw Hazel, all the exhaustion seemed to disappear from her face. "What would you like to drink?" Hazel rolled her eyes. She hated dealing with people who beat around the bush. If you have something to say, just say it—no need for all the extra nonsense. Delilah grabbed her wrist, then took an invitation card out of her bag. "I hesitated for a long time, but I thought I should invite you. After all, you’re close to Damon, and I hope you can come to our wedding and witness it." As she spoke, there was a smug smile on her lips. Hazel let out a slow sigh. Facing such a foolish opponent was hardly anything new. She had waited this long just to deliver an invitation? Did she think Hazel would be angry? Or did she think Hazel still had feelings for Damon? Hazel reached out with two fingers, took the invitation card, and without even glancing at it, stuffed it into her bag. "We
Delilah initially wanted to have the waiters call the police on Hazel, but remembering the reporters outside, she thought better of it.Instead, she grabbed a few napkins to wipe the traces off her face."Hazel, everyone has their own opinions. If you disagree with me, just don't listen. Why do you have to go so far as to hit me?"She stood miserably beside Hazel, facing the window. From this angle, it would be perfect for the reporters outside to capture the scene clearly.The sago pudding she’d been splashed with couldn’t go to waste!"It’s not my fault that Damon likes me. Since you want to vent your anger on me, I’ll accept—"Before she could finish speaking, Hazel slapped her across the face. Afterward, she pulled out a wet wipe from her bag and carefully wiped her hand.This time, Delilah couldn’t even scream. She really wanted to strike back, to call the people she had arranged outside to come in and give Hazel a good beating.But she couldn’t. Some of the reporters weren’t peo
A board member, who had been threatened by her, lost his temper and slammed the table as he stood up. "It was me! What are you going to do about it? Do you want to hit me again? Just look at the way you handle things—where’s the grace of a lady? And how could you be the president of Queen Corp? You’re not qualified to sit in this position!" "Today’s meeting is meant to remove you from office. Only Jonah can lead Queen Corp back on track. Do you have any idea how much damage Queen Corp has suffered under your leadership?" "Now with all these scandals online, if this continues, Queen Corp might as well declare bankruptcy instead of running a company!" The board member went on and on, and with every word, Hazel’s face darkened, but her smile never wavered. If Eddie were here, he would probably be trembling with fear. She’d been this angry only a handful of times in her life, and the people who had made her this angry never ended well. “David Miles, r
Hazel’s voice was firm, like a bell ringing in everyone’s heart.People would go to great lengths for money, and the others, who had originally gathered for profit, now saw that Hazel was able to maximize the benefits of their shares. Naturally, they would stand by her side.Except for those from Jonah’s circle, who hadn’t spoken up, everyone else agreed that Hazel should remain CEO.The few who stayed silent—Hazel merely cast a glance at them, and they immediately nodded in agreement.Only Jonah, his face pale, brought up the online scandals."Hazel, we have no complaints about your abilities at work, but what’s going on with those things online? It’s already seriously affecting the company’s operations."Recently, Queen Corp hadn’t had any new projects, just old ones, so the company wasn’t actually impacted by the issue.The stock market had only seen some minor fluctuations, all within
Delilah struggled to hide the frustration on her face. From how Damon treated her now, even though they were married, he still wouldn’t live with her. This meant her position in the Price family would be weakened. If she could move into the old mansion, although it wouldn’t give her complete control over Damon, she could use the baby to win favor with the elders. In that case, her status in the Price family would be secure. "Aunt, Damon and I aren’t married yet. Moving into the old mansion at this time... It doesn’t seem appropriate. Let’s not do that." Agatha patted Delilah’s hand. "Oh, you’ll be married soon enough, what’s the big deal? We’ll just have Damon pick you up from the old mansion and take you to the hotel for the ceremony. It’s settled, then." At the Price Corp building, Kin was reporting work to Damon while holding a schedule. After finishing the work report, he began discussing Hazel’s recent actions, which were tasks that Damon had assig
The wound wasn’t very large; it was just a scraped area with a deeper cut in the middle. But when the doctor was treating it, Damon still looked visibly shaken.Looking at the wound, he had no idea how to handle the issue with his mother.Mark was right. The approach Hazel had mentioned earlier was already the best result for Agatha.Not just Hazel, even Damon, an outsider, could see that this was already a considerate way to handle the situation, one that saved face for the Price family. Based on Hazel’s usual style, she probably would’ve wanted to make Agatha suffer even more.After the doctor finished bandaging the wound on her head, the three of them sat down again. Damon poured a glass of water for Hazel.“Hazel, now tell me your thoughts on how to handle this. Are you planning to hand Agatha over to the police and provide evidence?”Earlier, Hazel had only given a general idea. Mark now wanted to ask more specifically about her plans.
Hazel was not like Agatha—she would never fabricate stories or create such a huge scene for no reason. “Hazel, this matter is our family’s fault. No matter what you decide to do, we will cooperate with you,” said Mark, seeing that the situation had reached this point. As the head of the Price family, it would no longer be appropriate for him to stay silent. Although Hazel had already expected that the old master would support her, hearing these words from his mouth still made her heart tremble. “To ensure fairness, I will not handle this personally. I will leave it to the police, and the two matters will be dealt with together.” If it were someone else, Hazel would definitely find a way to take revenge before involving the police. But since the Price family had given her such a huge concession, she felt that she should return the favor to them. However, Agatha didn’t think so. She charged at Hazel, throwing her body into her. Damon quickly p
Mark had originally intended to take Agatha to apologize to Hazel, but after thinking it over, he decided against it. He was getting older, and Jamal had already reached middle age. This sort of matter should be handled by Jamal himself. Had he known that Jamal wouldn’t be able to handle Agatha’s actions, he would have dealt with it himself. He had tolerated Agatha for far too long. “I remember telling you not to associate with your family too much,” Mark said, his voice tinged with frustration as he looked at Agatha. Jamal, with his face twisted in anger, couldn’t hide the disappointment in his eyes. Mark stood behind Jamal, silent, not saying a word. It wasn’t that he didn’t care, but he wanted to see how Jamal and Damon would handle it. After all, Agatha was someone close to them. One was Agatha’s son, and the other was her husband. If they could resolve this matter, it shouldn’t have to fall on Mark to intervene. However, if they failed to giv
Damon had just come downstairs from his study. The Price family members were preparing to have dinner when Hazel’s sudden arrival caught everyone off guard.It was Jamal who first reacted. “Hazel, you came at just the right time. We were about to eat. Join us for dinner.”Hazel’s gaze locked directly onto Agatha. Agatha stole a glance at her but quickly averted her eyes, her guilt practically written across her face.“Uncle Jamal, I didn’t come here for dinner today. I’m here to address some matters.”Just as Jamal was about to ask what matters, Hazel gestured toward the door. Moments later, Grant emerged from the corner.The moment the Price family saw Grant, they immediately guessed what this was about and all turned their eyes to Agatha.Among the Price family, the only person with ties to Grant was Agatha.“Mom, did you instigate Grant to do something to Hazel again?”The Price family was already aware of the previous car a
The Fletcher family had always favored sons over daughters. While Grant often helped Agatha with her schemes, deep down, he looked down on her.If not for the generous amounts of money Agatha gave him each time, there was no way he would do these thankless, fruitless tasks for her.It wasn’t just Grant who thought this way; the rest of the Fletcher family also believed that if Agatha weren’t so unreliable, the Price family wouldn’t treat them as dismissively as they did now. The Price family should’ve been a powerful ally to the Fletcher family.“You’re too late. When I let you off the hook last time, you should’ve had this realization, not waited until now.”Hazel sat on a chair, pulled out her phone, and activated the audio and video recording function, pointing it at Grant.“Now, spill everything—what Agatha instructed you to do, your own plans, and every detail about what’s happened up until now.”Grant’s expression twisted as though he
“What nonsense are you spouting? Cooperate? How do you want to cooperate, take off your clothes yourself?”Grant glared at Hazel viciously, as if wishing he could tear her apart, but in reality, he didn’t dare even touch a finger of hers.Before she had recognized him, he might have had the courage. But now, he wouldn’t dare bet the entire Fletcher family on it.“Let me tell you this,” Grant said harshly, trying to hide his unease. “You’re just someone Damon fancies. Do you really think he’d abandon his own mother for you?”“There’s a saying—‘You can always remarry, but you only have one mother.’ Besides, you’re not even part of the Price family yet!”Rather than convincing Hazel, it seemed more like Grant was trying to convince himself.As long as his sister, the wife of the Price family’s eldest son, could protect him and the Fletcher family, dealing with someone like Hazel shouldn’t be a problem... right?“Grant,” Hazel said calmly
“Boss, look! She’s awake now. What should we do next?” Hazel's hands were tied tightly behind the chair. It seemed Grant had seen her skills before, so he wasn’t taking any chances. She had tried to break free, but it was useless. Grant stepped forward and yanked the cloth off her face, grinning as he looked at her. “Hazel, do you recognize me?” Feigning ignorance, Hazel studied him for a moment before speaking, “You’re not one of Harold’s men, are you?” The name Harold wasn’t a secret to those around the Price family or Hazel. At this point, Hazel didn’t want to reveal that she already knew Grant’s identity. Doing so would complicate things. After all, she was at a disadvantage. If he started seeing her as a threat, it would only make things worse for her. “I’ve already told Harold that my parents didn’t leave me anything or tell me anything important. Even if you kidnap me, I’ve got nothing to give you!” Her voice was filled wi
Hazel also thought of this issue. "It’s better not to make it too sudden. First, plant a seed of doubt in Chrissy’s mind, or maybe confess and show her the evidence in advance." Planning these things without Chrissy knowing made her worried. If Chrissy saw everything unfold unexpectedly, she might not be able to handle it. Telling her in advance only raised one concern: Chrissy might tell Gavin, and he’d be prepared. But as long as everything was in place, even if Gavin knew ahead of time, it wouldn’t change the outcome. "Had you not reminded me, I would’ve forgotten to consider if Gavin would do something trashy. It seems I have to give Chrissy a heads-up after all. Otherwise, who knows what problems might arise later," Damon said, his anger rising at the thought of what Gavin might do to Chrissy. It made him lose his appetite. Fortunately, Hazel understood. After all, they had grown up together, and they still kept in touch. Seeing her friend tangled
In the private room, the food was delivered by a conveyor system. Aside from the two of them, no restaurant staff entered the room, ensuring their conversation wouldn’t be interrupted. Anything they needed could be ordered directly from the tablet on the table, and the food would arrive in less than a minute. It was the perfect setup for a more private conversation. Damon frowned, as if there was something serious he couldn’t quite bring himself to say. Hazel didn’t interrupt him, but now she was curious—what could be troubling Damon this much? "Chrissy’s fiancé... is a scumbag. He has several girlfriends in Country Y," he finally revealed. "What?!" Hazel had just taken a sip of water and hadn’t swallowed yet when she heard this bombshell of news. "Wasn’t it just said that they were going to get married soon? Are you telling me that guy still has several other girlfriends?" If Damon had been talking about something from a long time ago, Haze