Shirley's mother, naturally aware of the situation, added, "The teacher originally planned to find an older boy from the elementary school to help."But even if they chose a second-grade boy, mastering the lift while maintaining grace would take a lot of practice. Just keeping the boy's arms steady and firm would require significant effort.Shirley's mother, Tilly Greene, smiled and said, "In the end, your daughter couldn't stand it anymore. She said she and the other kids often practiced this move, and she could lift Paisley and spin her multiple times without getting tired."Elara's lips curved into a smile. Tilly had once been the lead dancer of the Capitol Ballet Troupe.The school's dance teacher, though also a professional dancer, paled in comparison to Tilly's achievements in the industry. So, when Class 1B was rehearsing their dance, the teacher often invited Tilly to provide guidance.Elara asked, "Was it your decision to let Merida handle the lift?"After all, such move
The dance teacher, Darcie Roman, had spoken to Elara a few days earlier. Elara had gotten her number from Bridget and called to discuss Merida's situation.She had explicitly asked Darcie not to body-shame the children, but the response over the phone had been dismissive and perfunctory.Afterward, Elara reached out to Tilly, who was assisting with the dance performance. Hearing Tilly praise Merida's performance had eased half of Elara's worries.But now, Merida hung her head upon hearing Darcie's words, knowing she was at fault. Her chubby fingers clutched at Elara's clothes. Elara glanced at her daughter and felt her heart aching for her."Ms. Roman, this stage accident happened because the floorboards are old and cracked. This stage has been in use for over 20 years. Look at these holes in the wood—it's clear the boards are infested with termites."The priority now is to repair the stage floor to prevent similar accidents from happening again."Before Elara could finish, Darci
The busy tone echoed in Priscilla's ears, and her expression visibly cracked. She turned her head, staring at her phone in disbelief.Did Elara just hang up on her? How could that be? No one had ever dared to hang up on her before.Priscilla refused to believe it. Maybe Elara had accidentally declined the call. There was no way Elara would actually do such a thing!She dialed Elara's number again, this time putting the call on speakerphone. Everyone in the room turned their attention to Priscilla's phone while holding their breath.But as the seconds ticked by, the call remained unanswered. Priscilla's hand that was holding the phone began to tremble slightly.The atmosphere in the room grew tense, and an awkward silence spread among the onlookers."The number you have dialed is not answering. Please try again later." The emotionless automated voice rang out from Priscilla's phone.Someone spoke up, "Ms. Jones might be busy right now.""Ms. Price, let me reach out to Ms. Jones.
Some parents remained seated, staying out of the argument. They quietly edited the videos they had just recorded and uploaded them online."If Merida doesn't want to quit, then let her embarrass herself on stage.""The audience's eyes are sharp! If she drags my daughter's performance down, I'll make sure she's drowned in online criticism!"The seated parents whispered among themselves."Mommy," Merida called out softly to Elara, who took her chubby little hand in hers.Merida bit her lower lip as her other hand rested on her chest, fingers lightly clutching the crystal decorations on her costume. Her eyes were misty, and the corners glistened with unshed tears."I… I'll just quit!"Merida had made up her mind. When she put on the costume, many of the other children had secretly laughed at her.She asked why they were laughing, and they told her it was because she was fat.She didn't think she was fat—she thought she was just fine. But when she made mistakes on stage, she began
Elara looked at Rosalie, fully aware of the scheme she was plotting. Their eyes met, and the air between them crackled with tension, as if sparks were about to ignite.Back in the Fisher family, Rosalie had never been kind to Elara. In the past, Elara had deliberately avoided her for the sake of family harmony. Yet even now, Rosalie was still targeting her.A soft chuckle escaped Elara's throat. Prejudice was like an insurmountable mountain in people's hearts, and the wealthier they were, the more they feared outsiders.Rosalie, like Harvey, looked down on her from the bottom of her heart. From the moment Elara married into the Fisher family, Rosalie had been waiting for the day she would be kicked out."Elara, you'd better hurry and talk to the school administration. If you're too late and the program list is finalized, you won't be able to add Merida's name." Rosalie's lips curled into a smile as she said this, but it didn't reach her eyes.Suddenly, as if remembering something,
Elara, standing on the stage, was also stunned. Meanwhile, Rosalie's eyes widened in shock. She raised a trembling hand to touch her face.When she felt the swelling on her cheek, it was as if thousands of needles, finer than hair, were piercing her skin, threatening to tear it apart.Only then did Rosalie realize—she had been slapped!"Why did you hit me?" Rosalie screamed.Priscilla smiled, the corners of her eyes lifting as her long lashes fluttered like the wings of a butterfly about to take flight."Not only will I hit you, but I'll also drill a hole in your head to clear out the sewage coming out of your mouth!"Priscilla stood at nearly 5'8", and with her six-inch-tall heels, Rosalie looked like a dwarf next to her.She raised her hand, pointing at Rosalie's head. But fearing another slap, Rosalie quickly covered her head with her hands."Don't think that just because you don't say it outright, no one knows what filthy thoughts are in your head! Throwing shade is easy, b
When Rosalie first saw Priscilla, the only word that came to mind was "stunning". The woman before her was tall and elegant, with a petite, exquisitely sculpted face and thick, lustrous hair. Few people could leave such a striking impression with just their appearance."I don't care which student's parent you are. If you dare hit a teacher, I'll report you to the school administration!" Darcie snapped coldly.The surname "Price" wasn't common, and she couldn't recall teaching any student with that name.Her eyes darted between Priscilla and Elara's faces. Honestly, if Priscilla didn't look so young, Darcie might have actually believed she was Elara's mother.Rosalie, with her cheeks still swollen, forced a flattering smile at Priscilla. She looked like a squirrel with its cheeks stuffed full of nuts."Ms. Price, I really didn't mean it that way…"Seeing the cold glint in Priscilla's sharp eyes, Rosalie shivered and immediately slapped her own face."It's my fault! I spoke withou
Merida clutched Elara's hand with both of her small fists, her voice filled with indignation. "I want you to write an apology letter to Mommy!""Dream on!" Rosalie spat out, her eyes sharp and venomous.Merida wasn't intimidated. Instead, she grew even more determined. "I want you to read the apology letter out loud in front of everyone at the talent show!"Rosalie's laughter shook her entire chest.She took a deep breath, suppressing the rage bubbling inside her, and spoke to Merida in a condescending, childlike tone. "Sure! If you want me to read an apology letter on stage in front of everyone, you'll have to win first place at the talent show!"Only if you're on stage accepting an award will you have the right to call me up, won't you?"Anger and mockery intertwined, making Rosalie's head feel hot one moment and cold the next. Being slapped by Priscilla in public was something Rosalie could grudgingly accept as the price of crossing someone so powerful.But being forced to wr
Elara stood still as she gazed at the tall, distinguished man before her. Meanwhile, Theodore looked up and smiled at her against the light."Why are you so far away?"Elara stepped toward him, teasing lightly, "I wanted a good look at you.""Then you'll need to come closer." Theodore leaned forward, closing the distance between them.Though she stopped a step away, their faces nearly touched. Elara instinctively held her breath as her eyes locked on him."Can you see clearly now?" Theodore asked."Mm," Elara replied."And?""So handsome." Elara praised him sincerely. "You're one of the most attractive men I've ever seen!"She truly meant it. Theodore chuckled through his nose. She'd seen plenty of handsome men in her life—Finnegan, Harvey, and Leonard. Especially Leonard, whose looks even made Theodore feel somewhat threatened."My face is the least remarkable part of me." He declared confidently.Images of those shirtless photos Theodore had sent flashed through Elara's mi
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