Daphne puffed out her cheeks, displeased by Elara's words. "Lara, are you hitting menopause? You're just saying that because no man loves you."Elara immediately put her phone away. She didn't even want to call Benjamin anymore."Merida, let's go upstairs.""Mommy!" A child's voice rang out, making Elara's heart skip a beat before sinking heavily.She didn't need to turn around to know who it was.Merida spun around, eyes wide with surprise. "Beau!"Beau sat in a wheelchair, bundled up like a tightly wrapped cocoon. His neck was secured in a brace, and he wore a knitted hat over his head.He never liked wearing hats as they messed up his carefully styled hair. But now, with his head shaved and wounds still healing, he had no choice.His face was pale, drained of all color, and his lips carried a bluish tint. He looked like a fragile, broken doll."Mrs. Fisher," Mary greeted Elara nervously as she pushed Beau's wheelchair forward."Beau, why aren't you in the hospital? Are you
Elara's eyes grew misty. She took a deep breath, gripped Merida's hand tightly, and resolutely walked forward.Beau cried out anxiously, "Mommy! Even if you and Daddy are divorced, I can still stay with you! Mommy, why don't you want me?"Elara's steps faltered. It was as if invisible wires were wrapped around her ankles, cutting deep into her flesh.She took several deep breaths, but each one felt like it was tearing through her lungs. The air passing through her throat wasn't smooth—it was like being forced through a narrow path lined with thorns."Beau, have you forgotten? It was you who didn't want me."The small boy trembled. Everything he had done to Elara flooded his mind, and his vision blurred in an instant."The food you make is worse than pig slop!""You won't let me eat this! You won't let me eat that! You're just a control freak!""You're a bad mom! You're such an annoying and pretentious mom!""You don't even do anything all day. You just stay at home doing nothi
Daphne watched from the side and couldn't help but chime in. "Lara, just forgive Beau already! What kind of mother refuses to forgive her child?"Beau asked, "What do I have to do for you to forgive me, Mommy? I can give you my card to use!"Niamh had always loved swiping his card, so Beau believed that his black card was the most valuable thing he had—something everyone wanted.Elara took a deep breath. "Beau, forgiving someone isn't just about forgiving them once."If I forgive you today, then every day from now on, every time I cook, every time I make chicken noodle soup, I'll have to forgive you all over again."When I hear Niamh's name, I'll have to forgive you once more."When I see your father and remember the things you said to me and the things you did in the Fisher household, I'll have to face my wounds again and again, forcing myself to be gracious and forgiving every single time."She saw the tears welling up in Beau's eyes. He was truly heartbroken, and he was about
Mary's heart pounded in fear. "Mr. Beau!""Mommy!" Beau used both hands to desperately try to crawl toward Elara."Mommy, just look at me!"Tears poured down his face, and his cheeks were flushed red. Ignoring the pain wracking his body, he used every bit of his strength to drag himself forward.A light drizzle began to fall from the sky, and Mary hurriedly scooped him up into her arms.Meanwhile, Elara and Merida were waiting in front of the elevator. Mary simply carried Beau and ran toward them.When the elevator doors slid open, Elara and Merida stepped inside."Mommy!"Beau's cry was gut-wrenching. He stretched out his arms, but all he could do was watch as the elevator doors closed before him.He slapped his hands against the metal doors, and his wails echoed through the hallway."Mommy! I promise I'll never make you angry again! Please come back! I'm begging you, come back!"The elevator ascended.Elara lifted her head, and the overhead lights cast reflections in her
Daphne's clothes were completely soaked. The thin white fabric clung to her body, accentuating her curves.Mary's jaw dropped."Mrs… Mrs. Jones, what's wrong with you?" She suspected Daphne had lost her mind.With music blasting from her phone, Daphne struck seductive poses in front of the camera while saying, "Can't you tell? I'm getting revenge on Abel!"Mary quickly realized Daphne was live streaming. She had actually set up a broadcast for herself."What kinda revenge is this?" Mary's accent slipped out in her shock.Daphne twisted her waist and shook her chest. "Since Abel doesn't love me anymore, I'll show my body to other men!"Mary fell silent. The Jones family's pampered madam was truly… unique.Beau mumbled, "Grandma looks like she walked straight out of some soap opera."Mary carried Beau, making sure to steer far away from Daphne. "Mr. Beau, it's pouring. Let me take you straight to the car.""No! Put me down!"Mary tried to settle him back in his wheelchair, but
When Harvey brought Beau back to the hospital, the boy's voice was completely hoarse from crying. He couldn't make a sound, and his little face was twisted in misery.The prolonged emotional distress, combined with the cold rain and the fall, had triggered inflammation in his body. His cheeks flushed red, and his entire body trembled uncontrollably.Harvey immediately noticed something was wrong and called for the doctors. Several doctors surrounded Beau, quickly administering emergency treatment.Ethel rushed over upon hearing the news. Seeing the doctors clustered around the hospital bed, she clutched her chest in alarm."What happened to Beau? Where did Mary take him?""He went to find Elara," Harvey said impatiently.Ethel tensed. "He just went to see that heartless woman, so how did he end up like this? Did Elara do something to him?"Harvey's tone was cold. "She refused to forgive him and left him out in the rain."Ethel nearly fainted from anger. "I'm calling the media!
Leonard turned his head and glanced into the hospital room, where doctors were busily working around the bed.Beau's condition… didn't seem good."What happened to your son?""His heartless mother did this to him!"The moment those words left his mouth, a sharp, blade-like chill sliced across Harvey's face. A sting spread over his cheek as if a frigid wind had lashed against it.Harvey asked, "Uncle Leonard, why are you looking at me like that?"Did he say something wrong?"My son went to Elara, begging her to make peace. He pleaded for his mother to look at him, to hold him, but she left him outside in the rain and ignored him completely."Now that Beau's like this, does she truly bear no responsibility for it as his mother?"Leonard's impeccably handsome face remained unreadable. "Are you hoping I'll stand by you and blame Elara?"Harvey met his gaze directly. "Uncle Leonard, you're still a Fisher. Don't forget where your loyalties should lie."Leonard's dark, unfathomable
Leonard stared at him in silence. His cold gaze was as deep as a still lake. Harvey's eyes then dropped to Leonard's legs.Seven years ago, Leonard had been sanctioned by Melcina and placed on their national security watchlist. If he ever left Eucon or entered any country with an extradition treaty with Melcina, he risked being arrested.Such sanctions were seen as a badge of honor for many scholars in Eucon. Tobias, for instance, had been placed on Melcina's restricted entry list five years ago.Melcina barred him from entering any allied country under the guise of academic research, effectively preventing the world's top ten universities from collaborating with him or Leonard.Even so, as long as they remained in Eucon, their lives remained largely unaffected. Leonard, however, was not so fortunate.The car accident that crippled him had been a deliberate attempt on his life. Though he'd survived, he'd lost the ability to walk.From that moment on, the Fisher family distanced t
Harold smiled as he explained, "Of course, they're talking about the most prominent figure in all of Capitol."Although Angie had lived in Melcina for years, she still kept up with the major gossip surrounding Capitol's elite families.And when it came to the most famous heir of the Snapp family, none other than Theodore came to mind. His reputation was practically legendary—everything he touched turned to gold. It was as if, with just a flick of his fingers, he could rise to the top of any industry."Does he have any business dealings with Quantum Tech?" she asked.Harold replied, "Ms. Price is interested in having Mr. Snapp's firm, Polaris Law Firm, take over Quantum Tech's legal affairs."The moment Harold said this, Angie understood that Priscilla clearly had an ulterior motive. She must be looking to shift her business focus back to Eucon, and using Quantum Tech to pull Theodore into her orbit was the first step."So, that means Mr. Snapp's visit is to discuss a legal partne
When Angie realized what she'd been saying, she quickly apologized, "Sorry, Leonard, for making you listen to my complaints all this time.""It's fine." Leonard's cool voice resonated like a struck bronze bell, sending subtle vibrations through her heart.This was the first time Angie had managed to keep Leonard on the phone for so long, though their entire conversation revolved around Elara.Leonard showing such rare patience made Angie's lips curve upward in delight."Can I call you again in the future?" She ventured the bold question, though anxiety churned inside."You may call if it's regarding Quantum Tech matters."He had glimpsed an Elara who was completely different from the respectful woman he knew through Angie's words. So, she had a temper too—how intriguing.Angie's smile stretched ear to ear as she continued, "Leonard, thank you for listening to my grievances.""Oh, right."Suddenly remembering something, Angie added, "Quantum Tech has a front-end project collabo
Angie visibly flushed with embarrassment, and the other employees fell silent. Some immediately lowered their heads to focus on their meals, while others held their breath, pressing their lips together to control their expressions."Angie's been abroad too long—she's not used to strict workplace hierarchies," Samuel defended her, raising his voice."Elara, now that you're CEO, you just can't wait for everyone to bow and scrape before you, huh? You might not realize this, but modern workplaces emphasize equality—we all address each other as colleagues now."His mocking tone was unmistakable. As the eldest son of the Quinn family, he clearly didn't take Elara seriously.Elara met his disdainful gaze. "Fine."She continued calmly, "Then let's abolish internal titles at Quantum Tech. All employees will be leveled equally, with salaries determined by performance. Anyone above L4 will be downgraded to L4, so there's true equality across the board. That's the only way to eliminate workpl
When Elara came to her senses, she noticed Leonard was already gone—and Angie had disappeared with him.The nature of Leonard and Angie's relationship was undeniably intriguing, but since Leonard chose not to share, Elara felt it would be improper to pry into her elder's private affairs.She then joined the other Quantum Tech employees in seeing off the city officials. Harold immediately seized the chance to cozy up to her. "Elara, I'm dying to know—how did you become Quantum Tech's leader?"He continued eagerly, "I've been helping out at Quantum Tech recently. Ohm Technologies and my lab are collaborating on a project with them."Elara merely nodded, showing no interest in further conversation.Undeterred, Harold pressed on. "Let me introduce you to everyone at Quantum Tech."His enthusiasm was purely for show—he wanted the company to know he had special connections with Elara."You know Mr. Quinn, right?" he asked, making introductions.Elara glanced at the sharp-featured man
"Elara, you're the developer of the Prism project? Why have I never heard you mention this before?" Harold blurted out in confusion.After processing this information, he suddenly remembered Priscilla's second statement. He blinked, wondering if he'd misheard.He immediately turned to Samuel beside him. "Did I hear that wrong? It's so noisy here—what did Ms. Price just say? Who's Quantum Tech's leader?"Samuel's expression stiffened visibly.Meanwhile, Angie stared at Elara with suspicion. "What kind of deal did you make with Ms. Price? How could you possibly be Quantum Tech's lead?"Her instincts told her there had to be some mistake. She'd investigated Elara earlier. She was just a woman who dropped out of her direct PhD program at Capitol University to get married and become a housewife, without any substantial work experience.Someone like Elara might qualify as a janitor at Quantum Tech at best."What qualifications does she have to lead Quantum Tech?" Samuel muttered under
"My apologies, Ms. Price, the alarms in the data center are too loud. Let's switch to a video call."As she spoke, Elara connected her phone to the projection system. Priscilla tapped her screen to enable video, and in the next second, her face appeared on the large display.Everyone looked up at the screen in surprise. Angie even gasped. "Ms. Price?" From Priscilla's perspective, her phone only showed Elara's face through the camera feed."Ms. Price, I'm already in the data center. Please give your instructions," Elara continued.Her tone remained perfectly neutral. Priscilla responded, "You're Quantum Tech's leader. What professional guidance could I possibly give you?"Elara turned on the speakerphone, amplifying Priscilla's voice through the room. Amidst the urgent wailing of alarms, Priscilla's words sounded almost surreal. The surrounding crowd struggled to process what was happening."Elara Jones, do you realize city officials are inspecting Quantum Tech today? With the
Angie led the group into the digital data center."Good afternoon, Ms. Shelton." The employees greeted her with deep respect, their gazes filled with admiration.Angie maintained an aloof demeanor as she asked, "How's the testing on Prism's data coming along?""The basic framework is stable now. We're currently fine-tuning the details of Prism's database."Angie nodded. "Run the Prism system for our guests.""Uh... About that—"The staff hesitated. "We haven't fully mastered this framework yet..."Angie frowned. "After all this time, you still haven't figured it out?"Seeing their uneasy expressions, she sighed. "This framework's structure is elementary. Fine, I'll do it myself."The researchers' eyes lit up with excitement upon hearing this."The Prism model's framework design is incredibly complex—it completely defies conventional understanding. Yet Ms. Shelton mastered the entire codebase so quickly after joining!""No wonder she's Aempleforth Street's most sought-after g
Samuel sneered. "I bet she's just clinging to Prof. Fisher by exploiting her past connection with Harvey."Harold pressed his lips together, silently agreeing with Samuel's words.As Angie finished her introduction of Quantum Tech, she took advantage of the officials' hushed discussions to glance at Elara. Remembering the photos Rosalie had sent her—showing Elara painstakingly building rapport with Xavier—Angie let out a cold, mocking laugh through her nose.She strode directly to Leonard's side to ask, "How's Xavier doing?"Elara was slightly surprised by the question. Angie bore some resemblance to Xavier, so she wondered what exactly their relationship was.Leonard ignored her inquiry and instead asked, "How long do you plan to stay at Quantum Tech?"Their exchange suggested familiarity."My goal is to join Dragonheart!" said Angie.She met Leonard's gaze with blazing confidence, but his expression remained as cold and detached as an eternal glacier.Craig interjected, "Pro
The mayor, Craig Strickland, was both surprised and delighted by Elara's words. "So, Quantum Tech has made such rapid progress on the digital project under Ms. Jones' leadership!"He turned to his secretary and ordered, "Clear my schedule for the next two hours. I'll be accompanying Ms. Jones to inspect Quantum Tech."Elara's voice drifted to Leonard's ear. "Would Mr. Fisher like to join us as well?"Leonard let out a soft scoff. "You do enjoy making trouble for people."Elara volunteered eagerly, "I can push your wheelchair!"Only after she had wheeled Leonard onto the MPV did he speak again. "Do you plan to use me as your shield at Quantum Tech too?""Mr. Fisher, I need you." Her voice, that was soft yet earnes,t sent a ripple of something unnameable through Leonard's chest."I need your guidance. I want you to watch over me a little longer."She settled into the seat beside him as the MPV door slid shut. Leonard's expression tightened imperceptibly, his right index finger re