All Chapters of The President's Darling: Chapter 701 - Chapter 710

In the president's office at Ritter Corporation, Keith sat on the chair, his expression grim and his blue eyes shimmering like crystals in the sunlight.Keith's cold words echoed in the office as he said, "James, my intention was to humiliate your family, but I didn't expect you to actually marry Summer. Do you believe this is the end of it?" Sunlight streamed through the glass windows, illuminating his sharp features. His smile appeared eerie in the shadows. …At Quigley Group, James found himself occupied. During the shareholders' meeting, he faced criticism from various shareholders due to the wedding that had taken place the day before. Now, a middle-aged man with blue-framed glasses spoke up, saying, "Mr. Quigley, we normally wouldn't interfere with your private affairs, but your personal matters have affected the internal operations of the company. "Since your wedding, the company has experienced some instability, and the stock price has started to decline." The dec

Wearing a stern expression, William was the first to leave the meeting room. It was unlikely that he would ever attend another shareholders' meeting at Quigley Group. As evening approached, the sky over Rosseera City was painted with the colors of sunset, and the streets were crowded with cars. Traffic lights blinked intermittently while traffic police officers worked diligently to maintain order on the street. Sitting in her car, Summer looked visibly anxious. Having finished work, she needed to rush to the Quigley residence, but she found herself stuck in traffic halfway there. It seemed like there was no way she would be able to reach on time.The mere thought of Caroline waiting for her at the Quigley residence filled Summer with dread. If Caroline found out Summer was late, she would surely unleash her wrath and hurl hurtful words at the latter. Summer gripped the steering wheel tightly, silently praying for a smooth journey and hoping to avoid Caroline's anger. Unf

Sean was a professional chef. Despite his underestimation of Summer's capabilities, she was actually quite skilled. However, Caroline's reaction to the report was indifferent and distant. She simply waved her hand and dismissed Summer. Summer had anticipated this outcome. She knew that Caroline wouldn't praise her even if she excelled. Gaining Caroline's approval appeared to be a challenging task. Nonetheless, the evening had passed without incident. Fortunately, Summer had managed to remain obedient during the cooking lessons. Despite facing difficulties and enduring Sean's criticisms, she had persevered. Consequently, Sean hadn't reported anything negative about her to Caroline. Upon her return to the Beaut Moon residential area, Summer felt utterly exhausted. She collapsed onto the couch with sore muscles all over. Upon hearing sounds in the living room, James stepped out to see what it was. "Summie, what's wrong?" he inquired. When he saw Summer looking dispirited, he

At noon the following day, Rosseera City Airport bustled with activity. Renowned as the most advanced transportation hub, it attracted frequent visits from both businesspeople and A-list celebrities. Stepping off a Mystoria Airlines plane, a woman pulled her suitcase behind her. She was dressed in a stylish white and blue dress and sported waist-length hair and sunglasses. Her figure was alluring, and her demeanor exuded elegance. One could tell at first glance that she was a beauty. She was Suzanne Camberwell, heiress to a wealthy family in Rosseera City. Now that she had completed her studies abroad, she was thrilled to be back in her hometown. "It's amazing how lively Rosseera City still is," she thought to herself. As Suzanne strolled along the expansive concourse of the airport, she carefully observed her surroundings. While she had been abroad, she had rarely encountered people of her own ethnicity. Now that she was back in her homeland, her curiosity was aroused.

As Summer strolled past Keith and reached for her keys to unlock the car door, he suddenly slammed the door shut. "Hold on, Summer. I haven't finished speaking." Keith's tone dripped with condescension, as if he held some authority over her. Summer despised such attitudes the most; she couldn't stand people who acted like they were superior. Refusing to be intimidated, Summer shot him a disdainful look. "Do you have something else to say? Whatever it is, I'm not interested. If you don't have any business here, step aside. Otherwise, I'll be forced to seek assistance." "Feel free to call whoever you want. I'm curious to see who you'll reach out to," Keith replied, his eyes gleaming mischievously, a smirk dancing on his lips. It was evident he wasn't afraid of Summer seeking help. Intent on standing her ground, Summer resolved to go through with it. She would summon the security guards from the Quigley residence, and Keith would quickly regret his arrogance. "Hel—" Summer