"Damn! You're a beast, Becca Johnson!" Sam cried out.He sat on the couch in the MRC Group's CEO's office. He knew Albert had made a copy of the surveillance video before going downstairs. Still, Sam couldn't help cheering when the truth got laid out before everyone.He then petted Rebecca's head while eagerly voicing, "See? All those self-defense lessons I brought you to were worth it, right? That's what you should do when you encounter nasty creeps like him!""Sam, you're next if you keep bothering me like this!" Rebecca shot him a sideways glare but didn't stop him from ruffling her hair."What a short temper you have! Is that how you treat your brother?" Sam refused to believe Rebecca would do anything to him, so he continued petting her head.Rebecca was helpless and pursed her lips shut. She sat still with Oliver in her arms as they watched the screen before them.Sam stopped messing with her at that point. He only wanted to tease her and knew it was wrong to keep bothering
It sparked chaos among the public.The post sounded like a description from a specific person's perspective. It didn't go into detail, but it stated at first that what it was about to say wasn't 100% true. The person behind the post heard about Nelson's sketchy background from their elders. Nelson had gotten involved with hooligans when he was younger. He didn't have a serious job and relied on collecting protection fees from the locals as income. Likewise, Nelson often started fights at others' places of business. Sometime after, he vanished. People noticed him wandering near his home without causing any more trouble. Still, it wasn't like he had taken on a proper job.The villagers thought Nelson had changed after realizing how much grief he had caused his mother, Selma Ziegler. So, the villagers would compliment him whenever they passed by. They even expressed their wishes for him to secure a decent job and settle down, which Selma wanted. Usually, Nelson would reply, "E
Albert lowered his gaze to shoot a neutral stare at the reporter. Then, his attention shifted toward the camera in the reporter's assistant's hands. "That concerns my private affairs, so I can choose not to answer. Also, your question seems a bit presumptuous."It was more than presumptuous. In truth, many onlookers at the scene found the question impolite. Albert wouldn't have censored the child's face in the video if he wanted to introduce his child to the public. He did the same for his little sister. Everyone saw Albert shield her from the cameras and escort her away earlier. It was obvious he wanted to protect his family. Yet, that female reporter tried to invade Albert's privacy. The general public felt the reporter was insensitive and obsessed with breaking headlines. The onlookers whispered about the reporter's behavior. At the same time, they poked their heads out to see which media company the reporter worked for. Even the reporters working for other companies at the
Unlike Wendy, Albert's emotions were stable at the moment. He was experiencing sheer delight.When Albert saw Wendy practically skipping into the elevator, his smile couldn't be contained any longer. The onlookers and media who hadn't left the scene were baffled by the whole situation. How could Albert dare say that he had nothing to do with his assistant? How could Albert deny it? Of course, Albert didn't say that he had no relationship with Wendy. He simply refused to answer.However, the contrast between his current demeanor and his previous cold and aloof self shocked many at the scene.Even Nelson, who had been beaten to the point where he could hardly open his eyes, was somewhat surprised. Nelson even regretted it a bit now. He regretted not treating Wendy a bit better.If he had been kinder to Wendy, perhaps she would have been a bit more compassionate. Even if he didn't share the same benefits as that deceased old man, at the very least, he wouldn't have had to
The expression of gratitude from the young reporter brought a smile to Albert's face.He replied politely and courteously, "I should be thanking you, not the other way around. It's my fault, hence, I'm the one who should apologize to you." This kind of situation was understandable. Albert assumed that the young reporter was simply confused.People often apologized when someone else accidentally bumped into them, even if they were the ones who got hurt. Albert attributed the earlier situation to this. So, even though they exchanged smiles, he felt the need to provide an explanation. But this time, he had misunderstood. The young reporter didn't follow Albert’s lead but instead had a very serious expression on her face."No, no, no, it's us who should thank you, Mr. Johnson. Thank you!" Her voice was choked with emotion. It wasn't just because of Albert's attitude but also because of the tremendous viewership he had brought to their studio. Moreover, he didn't ruin the o
"As for your concerns ..." Albert paused; his gentle expression unwavering as he gazed into the camera. It seemed as if he were having a conversation with Wendy. His demeanor was incredibly earnest. "I won't deny the validity of your argument about the importance of compatibility in a marriage. However, I can make a case for myself and my family that we don't necessarily require the kind of 'compatibility' based on backgrounds and social status that you mentioned."Also, compared to family background, I value the idea of spending the rest of our lives together based on our mutual abilities rather than other materialistic factors. "So, right here, in front of everyone, I want to express my feelings to you once again. I like you, and I hope that you can give me a chance to pursue you. "I hope that when I return, I can get your answer. Of course, whatever your answer may be, I will respect your decision."Albert flashed a warm smile at the camera, took a step back, and express
"Mr. Winston, I didn't mean it that way ..." She knew the man with the silver mask went by the name Winston. But aside from that, she had no other information about him. A hint of fear crept into her heart, causing her voice to soften as she tried to appease him. "I was just a bit frustrated. You brought so many media outlets here, and now I have nothing to report. My superiors will be furious."A chilling laugh emanated from the other end of the line. "Is that so? But it seems to me that Ms. Taylor couldn't seize the opportunity yourself." She was the first media outlet to approach Albert and ask questions, yet Albert had not entertained her. "Ms. Taylor, you know what kind of women I like, and what kind I dislike. Don't be too bothersome." His tone suddenly turned icy, and all she could hear was the dial tone on the other end. The woman sat in the passenger seat, holding the phone, momentarily stunned.The words she had almost uttered remained unspoken, leaving her wi
The man's grip tightened, and the coldness in his eyes intensified.Was he a failure? Was he abandoned? Where did he fall short compared to that idiot, Daniel? Why? Why should it be he who was sent away? Why! The sensation of suffocation grew stronger, and a hint of satisfaction welled up in Jessica’s eyes. She didn't struggle, but instead, her survival instincts drove her to clutch the man's arm. She felt her wounds reopening and sensed her life slipping away.However, she would bring him down with her even if she died. To Jessica, it was better to die than to continue living in this wretched state and enduring the condemnation of everyone—even if it was self-inflicted.But there was still lingering resentment. Before Jessica’s vision slowly blurred, all that remained in her eyes was the silver mask and a jawline that bore a striking resemblance to Daniel’s. She suddenly wanted to know what this man really looked like. So, with the last ounce of her strength