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
Jada stood up just then and said, "You can stay here, Mr. Frankton. I'll bring someone with me to check it out.""I'm coming with you." Frank was ready to get up too, but Jada waved him off. "You're the boss. It'd be demeaning if you had to do everything, and we'd look like we're slacking off. Even if it's just to look like we're doing our jobs, you can make the call in case I can't deal with this too."Frank nodded, while Sylvie and Alda headed to the lounge since they had nothing else to do.The interior was a lot more human, with arcade machines and various recreation facilities that was a good change for the office environment.On the other hand, as it was just Whitney and Frank left in his office, Whitney said, "I have a question.""Ask away.""Have you seen Sally? How is she doing now?" "Yes… too often, in fact. But she shows up whenever she likes, and I have no idea where she is now. Either way, she's doing well for herself.""Good." Whitney sighed in relief, but she
Frank chuckled. "And what can you do aside from archaeology?""Punching and kicking!" Sylvie retorted."Alright, keep going!""That's all… wait, there's one more! I have good eyes, and the people I like would never humiliate me!"Frank laughed in amusement, just as Jada came up to him. "Let's drink to your health, Mr. Frankton."He was both her boss and master, so she had to at least salute her once, if only just to leave a good impression.Frank smiled. "I'll be counting on your help."They clinked glasses, and Jada chugged hers, coughing after she did. Since she was in a high position and social drinking was unnecessary for her, she was not used to it now."That's not like you, Ms. Turin," Alda teased. "You should be a tougher girlboss.""You're joking, Ms. Ingram." Jada smiled. "I'm only human, so it's natural that there are things I'm bad at. I hope everyone understands!""It's alright." Sylvie nodded cheerfully. "We're all friends—don't worry about it."Jada smiled but