Clara spaced out for a moment but soon turned to leave with tears welling up in her eyes. She would certainly fawn all over Frank if she could do it again, but regrets really were inconsequential.Ms. Lewitt then went up to Jada, ready to ingratiate herself. "Don't worry, Ms. Turin. I will—"She did not expect Jada to slap her before she could finish, snapping, "Get out!"Ms. Lewitt was left clutching her cheek in disbelief, until her left cheek started to swell and burn.Despite her haughty demeanor, Jada never laid a finger on anyone—this meant she was furious!As for Ms. Lewitt, she had no chance of keeping her job!On the verge of tears, she sobbed, "Please, Ms. Turin! Let me stay… Let me keep my job!""Let you keep your job?" Jada snorted. "Even if you're innocent, don't you have responsibility for the people working under you? Not only is Mr. Frankton important to us, but what would people say about us when they find out that we're just a bunch of sycophants?"Their compa
"Wait!" Frank promptly stopped Jada—he just wanted to tease her and did not expect her to take it seriously.He never abused his power, even if Jada considered him her owner. Would it not make him seem small, by being a bully who humiliated others and made them serve his beck and call?"It's alright, master! We've all sworn fealty to you!" Jada declared fervently, though she alone was aware how ridiculous that was.While she was definitely from the Cerulean Summit Legion, insubordination meant reprisals. And no matter how strong the Cerulean Summit Legion was, they would never win against the superiors, though seeking asylum would at least stop them for the most part.She did not care if she died, if they eventually found her anyway. Her new owner suited her taste—not only was he handsome, but her favor had already skyrocketed when Peerless Jackt told her what he had done.She could just consider it as letting loose—she would not lose much.Frank sighed just then. "Forget it. Jus
As an archaeologist, Sylvie could tell right away that the vase beside Frank's feet was a genuine artifact."Really? That's an artifact?"Alda was not that interested in antiques and certainly found it a lot less interesting, with its dull luster and rustlike texture. It showed age but really fell short in preservation."You don't get it, huh? Artifacts never make a good first impression, but you'll eventually understand the endless charm it has in store." Sylvie laughed, knowing that she could not explain what made that artifact incredible, and gave up on explaining. "Everyone has their own preferences, so it's understandable.""You like it?" Frank asked just then. "You can have it.""Really?!" "Of course. This company is mine anyway—what's a vase in that respect?"Sylvie was at once surprised and delighted by his generosity, and she could barely stop herself from smiling. "Perfect. The museum has never had an ancient vase this big—I'll send it to them."Alda was confused.
Alda then entered, leading a group of ladies, all of them bowing in a line in front of Frank. "Good morning, sir!"Alda stood nearby with poise like Meg Quill, spreading her arms at Frank and exclaiming, "Now, take your pick!"Frank glanced between her and Sylvie and sighed exasperatedly. "Stop. Let them get back to work.""Come on. Choose one, Mr. Frankton!""No. And I mean now."Alda stuck her tongue out at him, but she had no choice but to send the ladies away. "What a boor. They may not compare to me or Ms. Wal, but they're pretty nonetheless. How could you just let them go like that?"Frank smiled in wry amusement. "Why do you seem more excited than me?"Alda shrugged. "It's the first time I'm seeing someone this obedient."That was when two employees entered, bringing a desk, a computer, and other furniture for a workstation."What?" Alda and Sylvie were left perplexed.Jada strode in just then and nodded at them. "Good morning. I'll be working here starting today and k
Jada had long since gotten sick of such discriminatory behavior, but she could not argue, as Pax always did whatever he liked.She only spoke about it now that Frank had taken the reins of the Jaric estate. And just as Jada predicted, he had already proven himself more worthy than Pax.Even if it was not that big of a deal, it was still the little things that were most telling of a person's character.After lunch, Frank and the others headed outside, where a Rolls-Royce was waiting.Jada took the wheel, telling Frank as she drove, "The people in our subsidiaries can be a little difficult, so don't get taken for a ride.""I won't," Frank replied—he was not even concerned about them.Alda spoke up just then, saying, "Don't get overconfident! I'm telling you, those gangs can be really disgusting. They don't consider how they should properly make money, only thinking about how to suck up to people and swindle them. Worse of all, most of them fall victim to them."Since Alda had been
Alda raised a brow. "Talk about a strange fetish."Jada certainly explained why Urich did what he did, though that was another matter entirely. The brat had just proven that he was brainless, and it would have been game over for him long ago if he had swindled someone who could put up a fight."No reason to keep him around," Frank said."Don't worry, sir. I'll make him pay," Jada assured him, clearly having a plan as she walked up to the security guards. "Get Urich Hampton right this instant!'Suddenly no longer groveling as she left Frank's side, she was once again her haughty self.It left the security guards terrified—they were presuming that Whitney and her gang were just some blockheads who were conned by Urich, only to find out she had connections with Jada! As such, they had no choice but to call Urich, while Whitney appeared puzzled. "I guess you're a big shot, missy!""Not just a big shot." Alda smiled as she shook Whitney's hand. "She's Urich's boss and could crush hi
Urich shrugged. "Or what?"He certainly could not push his luck when Jada was there—the best he could do was to be confrontational and push Whitney's buttons."Or you're out of here!" Jada snapped icily nonetheless.Urich could cry right then. "Do you have to go that far, Ms. Turin? I've worked here for years, you know that! Are you really going to fire me over something so trivial?"What was going on? He did hear that there was a new boss, but Jada was suddenly a completely different person too and even more cutthroat than before!"Don't misunderstand." Jada sneered. "I'm not friends with Ms. Chandler here—I just don't appreciate your despicable behavior. Now pay up what you owe.""O-Okay, I will…" Urich sighed.There was nothing to do when Jada outranked him, and by several levels at that.And it was just a hundred grand anyway, which was no big deal even to him.Then, he just had to wait after Jada was gone to get his payback! Whitney might be a little old, but she still ha
Whitney laughed. "I knew he's young and amazing, but I'm surprised he's this amazing. Guess I was right about you, kiddo! You're going to be a big deal!"Frank smiled but said nothing.A big deal? He would be long gone if not for his cultivation—this had nothing to do with talent, but it was his hard work in training instead.Jada then turned to Whitney, politely offering a solution seeing that Whitney and Frank were close. "Leaving aside Urich Hampton for the moment, my company will pay his victim with 500 grand. Consider the extra money for mental compensation, if that's alright?""Oh, sure thing!" Whitney exclaimed. "I'm not the victim, but I'm sure he'd agree to it."Jada nodded. "Allow me to apologize once again for the trouble. It's our lax management that led to this in the first place. Please come in!"With that, everyone headed to the Tammeron meeting room, where Jada poured everyone tea and smiled at Whitney. "Since it's rare for you to drop by, you should stay a few da