A housewife with such ambition—it was unexpected.By allying with Theodore and publicly announcing their relationship, Elara aimed to use Theodore's enterprises to completely swallow up Jones Group.Now, as acting CEO, Elara would undoubtedly accelerate the acquisition process for Joss Tech. It wouldn't be long before she held the official signing ceremony for the acquisition.Thinking this, Priscilla curled her lips into a smile. No prey she set her sights on had ever escaped her grasp.She hadn't initially paid much attention to the minor matter of acquiring Joss Tech, but then she encountered Elara, this unorthodox housewife.Since Elara insisted on pushing forward with the acquisition deal with Snapp Group, Priscilla wouldn't hold back! Priscilla chuckled softly and picked up her phone to call Elara.Hearing Elara's voice on the line, Priscilla spoke, "Elara, I've decided to suspend our collaboration on the new tech project."Elara's voice came through, "Ms. Price, what do y
"Harvey has a fever," said the bodyguard, Aiden Calhoun."Did you give him medicine?" Elara's voice was indifferent.Aiden replied, "He refused to take it. When we tried to force-feed him, he bit my colleague's hand."He added, "He's demanding to see you."Aside from the second day after Harvey was locked up, when Elara had brought him food, she hadn't gone to see the man since. Elara realized that beating him didn't bring her any satisfaction.Back when she watched Priscilla trample over Harold in front of her, she had wondered, "Does hitting someone really feel that good?"It must have felt amazing, given how much Abel idolized violence. But after trying it on Harvey, Elara found it utterly dull.She couldn't derive any pleasure or satisfaction from trampling or bullying others. Even though Harvey was now a prisoner, she couldn't be bothered to spare him a glance.In fact, she found the stench emanating from him repulsive.Aiden told her, "These past few days, he hasn't eate
Mary was baffled by Harvey's question. "Sir, you were on a business trip."Now it was Harvey's turn to be stunned. A cold, grim expression settled on his face as he asked, "Who told you I was on a business trip?"The question made Mary feel an indescribable sense of unease. "Huh? I was told you were away on business these past few days."Harvey finally understood. This had to be an excuse Leonard came up with for him.During the seven days he was imprisoned, no one in the Fisher family had noticed he was missing. Everyone thought he was away on a business trip.Harvey entered the study.He pulled up the surveillance footage from the Fisher residence's main gate and saw that late last night, Hugo Turner, one of his drivers, had helped him out of a car.Mary and other staff had come out to greet him, but none of them noticed anything unusual about Harvey's condition.He questioned Hugo, who said he had received a call from Harvey and picked him up from the Golden Lion Club at 11:
This further proved that his disappearance and reappearance were entirely orchestrated by Leonard.Harvey walked into the dining room. As he looked at the familiar breakfast spread, he suddenly felt as if an eternity had passed."Harvey, you're back," Ethel said as she walked in, having not seen her son in a while."Mom," Harvey greeted her with a neutral tone.Ethel sat down and joined him for the meal. Harvey then picked up his fork, and in front of him was his usual Melcinian-style breakfast.However, he had no appetite. He tried taking a bite of the sandwich, but all he could think about was the bowl of soup Elara had brought him."Make me a bowl of chicken noodle soup," Harvey instructed Mary."What?" Mary hesitated. "That'll take at least half an hour…"Mary glanced at Ethel, who asked in surprise, "Why do you suddenly want to eat that? Soup isn't filling. Melcinian food is much more nutritious than Euconian food!"Harvey said to Mary, "Go make it."Mary nodded. "Alrigh
Ethel was also a bit surprised. Normally, Harvey wouldn't even deign to say Elara's name."Harvey, have you seen Elara recently?"Harvey's expression stiffened slightly, a cold detachment settling over his handsome face. Even in front of his mother, he remained aloof."No."Ethel also thought it was impossible for her son to have any further involvement with Elara."She's actually benefited from this mess—she's now the acting CEO of Joss Tech!"Ethel's tone was dripping with sarcasm. She didn't think much of Elara becoming the acting CEO."She couldn't even manage our household properly, and now she's running a company? Ha!" Ethel couldn't help but laugh.She didn't notice Harvey's frown."Anyway, Joss Tech is going to be sold. Let her play CEO for a few days and get it out of her system."The malice Ethel directed toward Elara was palpable, making Harvey feel slightly uncomfortable."Mom, did you go to Spring Garden recently…" Harvey almost asked if she had gone to Spring G
"I saw that woman enter another building. I figured she was meeting a friend or something."Who would've thought the elevator would break down shortly after I got in? I was stuck in there with those bodyguards all night…"Ethel covered her face as she recounted her harrowing experience to her son. When the elevator doors finally opened, Ethel took a step forward and immediately wet herself. It was a scene she never wanted to relive.After returning to the Fisher family, Ethel fired all the bodyguards who had been trapped in the elevator with her. She couldn't bear to see them without being reminded of her humiliating ordeal at Spring Garden.Mary brought over the freshly made chicken noodle soup. Harvey took a bite and frowned."Did you follow Elara's recipe?" Harvey asked.Mary quickly nodded. "Yes, we followed Ms. Jones' instructions precisely—not an ounce more, not an ounce less."But even though the Fisher family's cook strictly adhered to Elara's notes, the chicken noodle s
"Oh my! Oh my god!" The young men in the private room erupted into exaggerated cheers and laughter."Pigs must be flying—Niamh Jones is wearing high heels! This is too funny! Hahahaha!""Niamh! Did you lose your mind? Why on earth would you strap on stilts and go out like that?"Niamh pulled down the black mask covering her face. She had applied heavy makeup, hoping her still-swollen face would look somewhat presentable under the dim lighting."You guys always say I have no femininity. Well, today I'm going to show you what real femininity looks like!""Oh my goodness!"The wealthy young heirs in the room doubled over with laughter, some even wiping tears from their eyes."Niamh! Come on, take a few steps for us!""Everyone, pay attention! Niamh's showing off her newly installed legs! Hahahaha!" These young heirs treated Niamh as nothing more than a joke.The fact that Niamh could still appear by Harvey's side after the Riverfront Avenue car accident proved that, in Harvey's e
Niamh pouted and reluctantly took off the high heels, tossing them onto the floor."See? I took them off!"Harvey lowered his long, thick lashes, his gaze fixed on the red-soled high heels on the ground."Throw them in the trash!"Niamh was shocked. "But I just bought these heels!"The man's dark eyes gleamed like those of a dangerous beast as he warned Niamh, "From now on, no one is allowed to wear this type of high heel in front of me!""You don't like these heels?" Niamh muttered. "Is it because Elara wore them?"In her mind, Niamh was practically screaming. How had she stepped right into Harvey's minefield?She must have been too engrossed in that video of Harvey, mistakenly thinking he enjoyed being stepped on by Elara in high heels!But on second thought, how could Harvey possibly like that plain Jane, Elara?When Elara stepped on him, he must have felt disgusted and repulsed!Niamh softened her tone. "If you make me throw these heels away, what am I supposed to wear b
Elara sat in the chair beside the bed and noticed the dried blood caked beneath Leonard's fingernails.In Leonard's current condition, he couldn't bathe himself. The hospital would have assigned caregivers, but for someone as proud as him, it would take considerable mental preparation to accept being touched by strangers.Elara then stood and fetched a basin of water from the bathroom. She placed it on the bedside table, wrung out a damp cotton pad, and lifted one of Leonard's hands. She began cleaning him with gentle strokes.Leonard's eyes widened. His brain screamed to pull away, but his limbs refused to obey. Trapped in his useless body, he could only watch as Elara bent over his hand with quiet determination."Let me do that," Oliver offered hastily, jumping to his feet.To Oliver, Leonard's survival alone seemed miraculous—his cleanliness was the least of their concern."Get me some cotton swabs and toothpicks," Elara instructed instead.After a glance at Leonard, Oliver g
The next day, Elara lay on the bed as the psychiatrist conducted her postnatal psychological evaluation in the hospital room."After assessment, Ms. Jones, we've diagnosed you with postpartum depression. The Fisher family has assembled a 30-member medical team to help you through this period."When Elara woke, she learned she'd been unconscious all night. The doctor explained she'd experienced postnatal hypoglycemia."Does my husband know I fainted?" Elara asked."Madam Foster prefers Mr. Fisher not be troubled with such matters."The doctor's phrasing was diplomatic—Ethel's actual words were to keep Harvey uninformed so he wouldn't be bothered. After all these days Elara had spent in the hospital, no doctor had seen Harvey visit.Just then, the baby girl in the bassinet began whimpering.Elara's heart clenched. "Why is her voice hoarse?""She cried continuously after you collapsed," the doctor explained."Let me hold her." Despite foreseeing their inevitable separation, Elara
"You're delusional! Do you think the Fisher family is somewhere you can come and go as you please?"Ethel's face twisted instantly with rage. Zachary, playing the confused peacemaker, asked, "Elara, you just gave birth—why this sudden talk of divorce?"As if illuminated by some grotesque light, Elara stared at the couple who always played good cop, bad cop."Where was Harvey when I was in labor? I sent countless messages, made endless calls, yet they all vanished into thin air!""Why were you bothering him with so many calls?" Ethel shrieked, chastising her for being unreasonable."The Fisher family has provided you with the finest care—you delivered in a Fisher Corp hospital! Do you know how much this VIP suite costs? With your private nurses, you're burning through 10 grand a day!"Ethel jabbed a finger toward the window. "Look at this view, this location! Elara Jones, what more could you possibly want?"Zachary maintained his mediator's tone. "Elara, postpartum hormones are a
Oliver opened his mouth to ask Elara something, then thought better of it. He pressed his lips together.With detached calm, Elara took the divorce papers and walked away.When she returned to her hospital room, she found Ethel and Zachary standing by the bassinet. Zachary cradled a small bundle while Ethel cooed at the baby in his arms."My precious grandson is so adorable! Look at his nose and mouth. He looks just like his father."Zachary couldn't take his eyes off the swaddled infant. "I finally have a grandson."Elara drifted in like a ghost—ten months of pregnancy had turned her heart to ashes.The babies' birth brought no maternal joy. With her surgical wound split open, she moved like a bleeding zombie.Ethel's smile vanished when she noticed Elara. "Where have you been? You were wandering around while Beau's starving!"Ethel exchanged a satisfied glance with Zachary, clearly reveling in the choice. "It means handsome, you know—refined, noble. A name worthy of carrying
Elara's entire body turned cold, all surrounding sounds fading away as she stared blankly at the glowing "In Surgery" sign. Her heart hung suspended by an invisible thread.Leonard's assistant emerged from the elevator and noticed the scattered papers on the floor. Spotting Elara's name on the documents, Oliver crouched down and picked up the divorce agreement.When he looked up, he saw Elara standing motionless outside the operating room. "Ms. Jones?"Oliver approached quickly, urging her, "You just had a C-section. Please return to your room and rest."Elara's eyes were vacant, her dark hair cascading over shoulders that framed her bloodless face."Tell me," her pale lips trembled."What really happened to Leonard? His legs..."Just imagining the state of Leonard's legs made bile rise in her throat."Six months ago, several Dragonheart researchers developed mysterious illnesses with no discernible cause. Their families blamed the institute and went to the media."The pressur
Elara wandered the hospital corridors in a loose pale blue dress, like a lost ghost. She'd called Leonard multiple times, but no one answered.Finally, she reached Leonard's assistant."Where's Leonard? I can't reach his nephew, and now even he won't take my calls?"She wanted to divorce Harvey, but she'd just given birth. Though her in-laws disliked her, they'd never allow a divorce at this time.A divorce after she had given birth would damage Harvey's reputation, so the entire Fisher family would prevent it from happening.Only Leonard could intervene. As the Fisher family's most authoritative figure, his word could make her divorce possible."Ms. Jones, my apologies. Mr. Fisher has been hospitalized. When... When he wakes up, I'll inform him you're looking for him."Elara froze. She heard Oliver's voice trembling. "What happened to Leonard?"A terrible premonition settled over her as Oliver replied mechanically, "I'm afraid that's classified information."Elara pressed, "W
"Mr. Fisher, are you essentially handing Dragonheart over to me?" Elara asked.Leonard replied, "I want Dragonheart to enter a new era."He explained to Elara, "I've led Dragonheart for seven years. During that time, it operated quietly behind the scenes, but I've realized the world isn't the same as it once was."I'm not suited for the spotlight. So, I want to entrust Dragonheart to you."Ms. Jones, I'm counting on you to put Dragonheart on the map. I need you to bring more researchers into the limelight—to make them seen and celebrated!"A spring breeze seemed to sweep through the room, rippling across the lake-like depths of Elara's eyes."Mr. Fisher, your vision aligns perfectly with mine!"She tightened her grip on the contract. "What's the average salary for a regular researcher at Dragonheart?""Around 100 grand per year. Last year's average annual pay was roughly 180 grand when adding up various state subsidies."Elara responded, "Priscilla's Quantum Tech offers new gr
Leonard's eyes showed no emotion, and his tone was indifferent. "Don't think so."Seeing that Leonard didn't recognize the lady in the journal, Elara didn't press further."Maybe good-looking people just look alike." She offered herself a reasonable explanation.Leonard watched her, then brought up another matter. "I've already assigned people to keep strict watch over Harvey. He's sleeping in a communal bunk now and getting monitored day and night."Elara asked, "Is Harvey at Atkina Church?"Leonard nodded and handed her his iPad.On the screen was a video sent by Harvey's guards. In it, Harvey wore gray work clothes and black rubber boots, carrying a large plastic bucket in each hand. Upon closer look, he even had labor gloves on.He was hauling the heavy buckets toward the vegetable patch."He's…" Elara gasped."Fertilizing the garden."She fell silent for a few seconds, then peered at the iPad again, as if doubting her own eyes. This was unbelievable!This was a man who
Harvey avoided the cameras when he snuck into the ward, causing the security guards to not instantly notice his tracks.Only after Elara brushed her teeth did her mouth feel fresh. She asked a security guard, "Did you guys catch Harvey yet?"The security guard replied, "We've caught him. Prof. Fisher has instructed that if anyone bothers you, we should first lock him up. Once it's morning, we'll report this incident to Prof. Fisher."Elara nodded and thanked them. "Thank you for your hard work. All of you may head out."Once the security guards had left, Elara and Lesley remained together.Lesley put her hand behind Elara's head. She kept glancing at Elara. This time, she dared not close her eyes easily."Do you want to go to Melcina with me?" asked Lesley out of the blue.Elara asked in return, "You want to return to Melcina?"Lesley looked down. "If you plan to return to Melcina, then I'll go with you."Elara replied, "When I was 18, I had the chance to choose whether I shou