In the morning, Valeria was awakened by the ringtone of her phone. She grabbed the phone and answered it. Lamont's voice came from the other end, "Miss, I'm already here. When will you come out?" She turned over and sat up. "Give me two minutes. I'll be ready right away." She hung up the phone and got dressed in a flurry. William was not in the room, so she rushed into the bathroom to wash up. She brushed her teeth and washed her face in less than two minutes, and she ran downstairs without even putting on makeup. She bumped into William, who was going up the stairs. He had a glass of milk in his hand and saw her flustered manner. "Why are you in such a hurry?" "How nice of you to ask me that! Why didn't you wake me up? Uncle Saunders is already waiting for me at the door." "Do you have to go?" He handed her the milk. "You're the boss. Don't you know that bosses can go to work at their own times?" "That's true, but today is the first day
After saying that, Valeria hung up the phone, and the secretary stared at the resigning executives in confusion. "She asked me to approve of your resignation letters and let you guys leave. She will immediately replace the empty positions with her own workers." The executives looked at each other and asked, "Did she really say that?" "Yes! Why wouId I lie to you?" "Isn't that too mean of her? How dare she look down on us? Let's see how the company will operate without us!" "Yes, let's see how the company will operate without us. She might even come crying to us then!" The secretary awkwardly interrupted their conversation and said, "So should I start approving your resignation papers?" "You are not qualified to do so! We'll wait here for her," they said angrily. This was too annoying. They thought that Valeria would ask them to stay, but she approved their resignations without even showing up. These people had been in the company
Yesterday, Lamont had brought dozens of bodyguards to the company. They were dressed in neat security clothing and stood upright. Dozens of media reporters carried their cameras and stood in the open space in front of the Central South Building. "What's going on? Why are there so many reporters here?" Some people were still daydreaming and said, "Maybe they knew about the change in personnel and saw our resignation statements just now. So they're here to interview her to make a fool out of her!" "If they want to interview her, they should go up to interview her! They don't look like they're here for her at all... They look like they are waiting for someone else." Before they finished their sentences, a row of luxury cars showed up nearby, radiating an air of supremacy. The two eye-catching luxury cars in the middle attracted people's attention. Someone recognized the license plates. "Look, that's Richard's license plate!" "The car behind belong
In Ronald's luxury apartment, he had been anxiously waiting for the follow-up news from his subordinates. He was happy to see them issuing resignation notices to support him in suppressing Valeria. However, a few minutes later, Ashley suddenly rushed into his room and said, "Dad, the stock value of the company is rising." "What? How is that possible?" He didn't believe it. In the morning, in order to make the stock value drop, he had been suppressing it with all his efforts and sold all the stocks he had. He wanted to stop people from buying new stocks because of how helpless the numbers looked. "Look, it is rising in a straight line. This is not good, it's rising and stopping!" Hearing her exclamation, he grabbed the phone and saw the graph himself. He rubbed his eyes and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything. All the stocks in his hands had been sold, and they had been taken over by others. How could he buy them again in the f
Richard and Marcus were talking among themselves in the waiting lounge. "See? They probably think that we have weird motives!" "It's normal to have doubts. It would be weird to not have any," Marcus laughed. "She's afraid of the free money. William really makes me speechless," Richard shrugged his shoulders. Inside, Valeria and Braelynn discussed for a while and came out again. "Sorry for the wait." "It's okay. The contract is here. Since Miss Brown doesn't quite understand it, I'll let Miss Saunders take a look at it," Richard handed the contract to Braelynn. Braelynn reached out to take the contract, but he did not immediately let go. He faintly grazed her palm with his fingertips. Braelynn's face turned as red as a tomato, and the contract fell from her hands. Richard also let go of his hand and said with a cheeky smile, "What's wrong with you, Miss Saunders? You can't even hold a contract?" She glared at him angrily. She had just said that
As William picked up his phone during the meeting, Hayden called him to his office and lectured him for a long time. William knew that Hayden wanted to vent his anger on him because of Valeria's news, but he didn't say anything. He sat on the sofa and listened to the lecture without saying a word. Hayden earnestly lectured him for an entire hour. It wasn't until Paisley came to the Howard family that he decided to let it go. After being freed, William picked up his phone and went back to his office. After sitting down and taking a sip of coffee, Paisley knocked on his door. When he saw her, he greeted her with a hostile expression and asked, "Can I help you, Ms. Anthony?" She ignored his attitude and asked, "Mr. Howard, I wanted to ask you if Miss Brown's company matters have been settled? Without knowing her true intentions, he replied calmly, "It's more or less settled." "That's good. My brother was also worried about her after hearing
Lamont was stunned. "What did you find out?" "His handwriting is exactly the same as the president of the Wolf Group!" "What? Are you sure?" He was shocked. "Yes!" Braelynn glanced outside. "As you know, I've been a department manager for the Wolf Group's American Company for three years. Although I haven't personally met the president, I'm familiar with his signature. The president's handwriting is free and wild. To tell you the truth, I've tried to imitate his handwriting. So, when he taught Miss Brown to sign her signature just now, it looked very familiar. Do you get me?" "Do you think you're mistaken? After all, it's pretty hard to recognize handwriting." "Yes, I felt familiar with the style at the beginning, but I wasn't sure. However, after I asked him to teach Miss Brown to write the word 'agreement', I was 99% sure that it was him. I'm too familiar with how that word looks in his handwriting because I had to see it on documents almost every day wh
Compared with his subordinates, Ronald had it the worst. Within a day, he had lost control of the company and its shares. These executives could still start over from the beginning, but he was already so old. It was too late for him to start from zero. Moreover, he knew very well how he got to his high status. If it weren't for Natalie giving him the opportunity and for his shameless plan to plot against her, he wouldn't have been able to achieve his current achievements no matter what. So even if he had still been young, he would never have such an opportunity again. Ronald almost looked ten years older in an instant. He had not told Julie and Ashley that he lost all of his shares with the company, and he no longer had any ties with it. He was not a fool. He knew why they stuck with him. If they knew that he had no control over the company, they would definitely turn their backs on him. Ronald did not want to experience the feeling of being betrayed
On the day of Azalea's recovery, she was escorted out of the hospital by two police officers to wait for her sentence. She was wearing shackles and handcuffs as she walked through the parking lot. She saw Michael with Abbie, who was holding Emma in her arms. Michael was holding Abbie's waist, ready to get into their car. Seeing that Michael had recovered, Azalea was extremely perplexed. She had learned from the police that Leonard's man had tried to kill her to silence her and knew that Leonard was using her, so she did not regret her vicious behavior. Azalea stared at the child in Abbie's arms and Michael as she started to have vicious thoughts. If the one who got injured that day was Abbie, and if Abbie died, everything would be different now, wouldn't it? Michael would be living a life worse than death. His child would not have a mother anymore, and no one could have what she couldn't. She would be satisfied. However, all of this was just her imaginatio
After Leonard's matter was settled, Richard returned to the Clark family. Abbie wasn't asleep yet and was sitting alone in the living room in a daze. Richard walked to her and sat down. Then, he reached out and patted her on the shoulder. "Why aren't you asleep yet?" "I can't sleep. Richard, he... he will be fine, won't he?" "Don't think too much. He will be fine." "I don't want anything to happen to him... Richard, I actually hate him very much and have never thought of being with him again. I have suffered enough! Every time I made up my mind to cut all ties with him, something bad would happen like what happened now. Richard, what should I do?" Richard understood Abbie's dilemma. "Abbie, do you still love him?" "I don't know! I hate him! I hate him so much!" "You can't let him go, can you? You and he broke up three times, but he has always been in your heart." Richard sighed. "To be honest, I don't want you and him to start over again. After
It was late at night in Azalea's ward as she lay on the bed and fell asleep with her eyes closed. Three of Azalea's ribs were broken while one of her hands was handcuffed to the hospital bed. The policeman guarding her felt that there was no way she could escape, so he relaxed his guard. The man who was arranged by Leonard's assistant had been waiting for the right moment in the hospital. Then, they immediately entered the ward and attacked Azalea when they saw that the policeman had left. Just as they covered Azalea's mouth and were about to suffocate her to death, a soft voice could be heard by the door of the ward. "Hey! Are you trying to silence her?" The man turned his head and saw that Bobby were taking photos with his mobile phone while Silas was bent over in laughter. Later, Leonard was woken up at 2 a.m. in the morning when Richard and his bodyguards came to visit him furiously. Leonard had already guessed the purpose of Richard's visit as soon as
It had been two days since Leonard's assistant brought Azalea back to the city and she was specially sent here today to attack Michael. Although Azalea hated Michael, she did love him immensely in the past and she didn't want to kill him. The one she hated the most was still Abbie. She had been overshadowed by Abbie since she was a child and she had never won against her before. It was all thanks to Abbie now that she ended up like this. Michael wouldn't deal with her if it weren't for Abbie, and she wouldn't have been driven to a dead end like this. She was going to die in the end anyway, so she wanted nothing more than to drag Abbie down with her. She knew that she couldn't get close to Abbie. Besides, she also knew very well that Leonard wanted to use her to kill Michael so that he could marry Abbie. Azalea acted as if she had been persuaded by Leonard's assistant to attack Michael, but in fact, her target was Abbie all along. She saw how desperat
Azalea looked up when she heard the voice and met Leonard's assistant's gaze in the car. She stopped crying once he got out of the car. "Miss Clark, I've been looking for you everywhere!" Azalea lowered her head frantically when she saw him, but he said warmly, "Miss Clark, get in the car." She didn't know if Leonard's assistant knew about the murder she'd committed, so she hesitated for a moment before getting into the car. He then gave her a bottle of water and some food. Azalea was famished because she hadn't eaten anything for a few days, so she wolfed down her food desperately. Leonard's assistant had been observing Azalea all this time, and he said once she finished eating, "I know what you've done! The police are now looking for you everywhere." Azalea's expression was filled with panic. "Are you going to hand me over to the police?" "No, I'm here to help you." "How can you do that?" Azalea asked in frustration. "I won't be a
It started to rain again early in the morning, which made the air in the mountains damp and cold. Meanwhile, Azalea lay motionlessly on the messy bed. She could hear the child's wailing from outside while Monthel's mother tried to coax the child. However, there was no sign of it ending even after some time. Monthel's mother started to become angry as well, so she scolded the child and eventually began to target Azalea again. "Why are you still lying in bed at this time? I've never seen someone as lazy as you. A wife should get up early in the morning to cook, but you are the only one who will laze around like this!" This was not the first time that Azalea had been scolded. Monthel's mother had begun to pick on her the second day after she arrived. Azalea would fight back initially, but she no longer dared to talk back after she was slapped in the face by Monthel. Monthel's mother cursed outside for a while. Then, she lifted the curtain and came into the ro
Leonard's expression turned very ugly, but Richard did not give him a chance to even catch his breath. "After I learnt of your relationship with her, I sent someone to extract the DNA of the fetus in Evelyn's belly and compare it with yours. The results show that she's indeed pregnant with your child, but you can verify it personally if you don't believe me." Since Richard dared to say this, there was no possibility for Leonard to turn the tables. The veins on Leonard's forehead bulged as he was filled with humiliation. He initially wanted to get back at Fandrey by asking him to propose the marriage to the Clark family, but she ended up being embarrased like this. He was furious, but Richard continued, "We are very grateful to you for saving Abbie's life. Although she can't marry you, we can continue to be friends if you want to." What could Leonard say? He had done a terrible mistake, so he couldn't possibly tell Richard that he wanted to cut all ties between t
Abbie tried her best to escape, but it was useless. Michael even kissed her on the face a few times, which made her so angry that her voice trembled. "Michael... F*ck you... I'm going to kill you!" Michael turned a deaf ear to her words because he hadn't been so close to Abbie for such a long time. He missed her like crazy, so how could he bring himself to let her go? Abbie kept struggling desperately, but her physical strength was no match for Michael's. Michael then carried her back to the sofa, which made her furious because she couldn't escape. "Michael, what are you trying to do?" Michael did not answer her at all. Instead, he just hugged her so tightly as if he didn't want to let her go at all. He hugged her for such a long time that her whole body had gone numb. "Michael, what's wrong with you? Let go of me! I can't move!" It was only then did Michael let go of Abbie. Her limbs had already gone numb and she felt extremely uncomfortable. Just t
Michael happily placed the coffee he ordered for Abbie in front of her. "Here, I've ordered your favourite coffee." However, Abbie sneered and picked up the coffee to splash it all over him. The coffee was very hot, but Michael just smiled bitterly and said, "Do you hate me so much?" "What do you think?" Abbie looked at Michael coldly without any affection in her eyes. "My feelings for you have never changed! What happened between me and Azalea is all fake, and I've never had anything to do with her. The news with Anastasia was also fake. I was the one who used her to provoke Azalea, but Leonard made up those news articles to get back at me. I swear, I haven't been with anyone else apart from you!" Abbie let out a cold laugh, "Really?" "I'm serious! I swear that I'm not lying to you!" "There's no need to swear, or else even you'll beleive your own lies." Michael became desperate when it was obvious that Abbie didn't believe him. "What do I have