"Mia, are you okay?"Zayn arrived in a hurry, bringing people with him. He anxiously checked Mia from head to toe, only relaxing once he confirmed she wasn't hurt."They went too far. Don't worry; I won't let them off the hook," Zayn said, clenching his jaw in anger. Angela had no interest in listening to the two of them pour their hearts out and quickly walked away.As she stepped outside the banquet hall, she ran into Dexter. He took one look at her and immediately noticed something was off. His gaze darkened."Where were you? What happened?"Angela lowered her voice. "It doesn't feel right to stay here for too long. I'm leaving."Before Dexter could say anything, Zayn and Mia had already caught up with them.Zayn reached out and grabbed Angela's wrist. "Angela, you really helped us out just now. You can't just leave like this. Dexter, take her inside—she hasn't even had dinner yet."His enthusiasm matched Mia's. What were these two up to?Angela sighed inwardly. She had n
Angela pressed her lips together, making no comment. At that moment, one of the maids stepped forward."Ms. Graham, Mrs. Jewell Senior would like to see you. Would you please come with me?"The maid carried herself with utter professionalism and had a polite smile on her face. She seemed more like a head housekeeper than an ordinary maid.Angela frowned slightly. "Mrs. Jewell Senior?"The maid nodded.Layla Anderson, Zayn's paternal grandmother, had always been a fan of Sue's designs. Angela wondered if she had perhaps begun to suspect something.Angela's brows knitted together, but she didn't refuse.She, too, wanted to know whether Layla was doing well.Following the maid upstairs, she made several turns through the grand house before arriving at Layla's study.Downstairs, the banquet hall was still lively, but up here, the atmosphere was completely different.Layla sat by the floor-to-ceiling windows, quietly reading. The spacious study was so silent that even a pin drop w
Angela was already feeling irritated and had no patience to deal with Mia."I'm fine. I'm leaving. Ms. Spencer, don't follow me."But Mia grabbed her wrist. "Ms. Graham, if there's something bothering you, you can talk to me. This is the Jewell residence; if there's anything I can help with, I—""Ms. Spencer, you're overestimating yourself."Angela pulled her hand back, her gaze sharp."Instead of spending time trying to make friends, you should focus on improving yourself. Otherwise, even if you had a hundred friends, the people who look down on you still won't see you any differently."Her words were blunt, cutting straight through Mia's intentions and laying them bare for all to see.Mia's face paled. "I—I wasn't… I just thought, since you helped me, I—""I helped you?" Angela let out a cold chuckle."Or did you guide me into helping you? Who can really say? Tell me, as the hostess of the banquet, how did you just happen to end up in the back garden, where Olivia and her gr
Dexter stared at Angela's face for a long moment before speaking."You've been looking down these past couple of days. Is something on your mind?"Angela stared off into space, lost in her thoughts.He waved a hand in front of her eyes. "Are you okay?"Angela jolted back to reality, meeting Dexter's deep, dark gaze. Her heart trembled for a second before she quickly averted her eyes."I'm fine. I'm going to bed. Do as you please."That night, the bedroom was pitch-black. Angela tossed and turned for a long time before finally drifting into sleep."Angie… Angie…"Half-conscious, she seemed to hear someone calling her name. She opened her eyes and saw a familiar figure before her.She immediately sat up and bowed slightly. "Mr. Lawson."Henry was in his 50s. His expression was solemn, and he exuded an undeniable air of authority."Do you regret it now?" he asked, a cold sneer on his lips. His sharp gaze pierced straight through her, as if searching the depths of her soul.Ang
Angela told herself to let it go. She thought there was no way to figure out what was going on in a man's heart.She had already passed the message to Mia, who was over the moon when she found out Angela would be coming to the equestrian club, too.On the day of the event, Angela drove there alone. Mia was already waiting by the club's entrance. The second she spotted Angela, she dashed over."Finally! I've been waiting forever," Mia said.She was dressed in a sleek riding outfit, with her long hair tied up in a high ponytail, making her look particularly spirited."How many people are coming today? Who's going to be here?" Angela asked.What truly mattered to her was whether the person she hoped to meet would show up.After stepping into her new role, Angela had established the department of supervision and changed company policies, improving conditions for Graham Group and its employees.Yet, she hadn't secured a major project—an oversight Andrew's group wasted no time using
Harvey grabbed the documents and flipped through them again. He hadn't expected Angela to dig in so deep, meticulously highlighting and annotating key points."So? Graham Group is just another forgettable mid-sized business. It's barely stayed afloat all these years, with nothing special to its name. It doesn't even make the list internationally," he said bluntly.Angela took a deep breath, her smile calm and unwavering. "You know a fair bit about Graham Group—but not everything."Harvey met her eyes with a half-smile."15 years ago, Graham Group was a powerhouse for top design talent," Angela said. "Under Tyler Jetson's leadership, it—""That was forever ago," Harvey interrupted with a scoff. "Everybody knows Tyler's name, but Graham Group has been circling the drain for over a decade. What makes you think there's anything left to revive?"Angela felt a stab of frustration, but she had to admit he wasn't wrong. Graham Group had flourished under her grandfather's leadership, but
Harvey arched an eyebrow and let out a hearty laugh. "Today is about unwinding and enjoying ourselves, Ms. Graham. Let's save the business discussions for another time. If the opportunity comes up, I'd be happy to visit Graham Group for a tour. There's no rush to make a decision."Frustration welled up in Angela's chest. This was his response after everything she'd done to convince him. She had to remind herself to stay collected and not let her emotions show.Since things had already come this far, she forced a pleasant smile. "Sure, Mr. Collins, you're welcome anytime. I'll personally show you around."They left the lounge one after the other. A group of people was gathered outside, clearly waiting for them. Dexter cast Angela a questioning glance, silently asking whether she had convinced Harvey.Angela had no time to reply. She stepped aside to call Clara, instructing her to enforce all company policies strictly, leaving no room for favoritism or misconduct.If Harvey decide
"Do you know how to ride?" Mia asked, gesturing toward the stable in the distance. "I can find you a gentle horse and walk you around a few times. I promise you'll love it once you get the hang of it."Horses roamed the stable—some munching on feed, some snorting, while others kicked up dust as they pranced.Angela's attention drifted to a group of socialites gathered outside the stable, picking out horses. Among them, she recognized Shelley. She stood arm-in-arm with Elena, pointing at the different horses in the stable.Shelley's voice was loud as she complained that one horse was too fat and another's coat too dull. Meanwhile, Elena remained quiet and composed, though she occasionally glanced back at Angela, her expression unreadable."Just find me one that isn't too spirited. I'm not much of a rider," Angela said.In truth, she was being modest. Growing up, she'd watched Tyler and Marie ride with ease and had picked up a lot just by observing.Angela had even gone riding with
"Ms. Graham, is there any chance you and Mr. Bamford might get back together?""Ms. Graham, once your child is born, will you be raising them as a member of the Bamford family?"Good grief, what kind of questions were these?The press conference had completely flipped the script. Angela wasn't even supposed to be in the spotlight that day, so why was she the one getting bombarded with questions?She was close to showing her displeasure, but she held firm. She couldn't afford to lose composure now. One slip, and everything would fall apart.Taking a deep breath, she stood and addressed the crowd, mic in hand."Thank you for your interest in my personal life, but please allow me to maintain a touch of mystery. Horizon will continue to serve our customers. Thank you all for attending today's event. Goodbye."With that, she gave a polite smile and turned to leave.She was done. It was time to go.Several reporters tried to follow her, but Austin's people quickly stepped in to bloc
Good looks really did have their perks. Frederick's face, paired with a seemingly sincere attitude, managed to soften the tide of criticism in the live stream chat once he started speaking.Some viewers even began defending him, saying things like, "With a face like that, no wonder people go crazy for him and would even be willing to risk it all."While Frederick was still giving his public apology, Austin handed Angela his phone, showing her the live stream chat.Angela casually used her nameplate to shield the screen from view, then glanced down to scan the comments."What were those two rich women thinking? How did they fall for some baby-faced young man who probably hasn't even grown a single chest hair? Can he even satisfy anyone? I'm way better than him.""Why hasn't a classy sugar mama picked me up yet? I'm so good-looking that I'm charmed by my own reflection.""Frederick is definitely hot. These salty guys in the comments are just bitter. They always trash-talk women who
Meanwhile, in the live stream chatroom, someone commented, "Damn, she's got such presence now. She even looks different somehow.""You can question her personal life, but don't you dare question her looks. That face is a masterpiece—like God's magnum opus.""She's just exuding power now. No wonder she used to be with a big shot."At that moment, Dexter was sitting quietly in a conference room adjacent to the venue of the press conference, watching the live stream on his phone.Royce looked puzzled. "Mr. Bamford, you're literally next door. Why not just go over and watch it live?"Dexter had a faint, unreadable smile on his lips. He was completely focused on the live stream comments and didn't even hear Royce's question.It seemed as though people still liked him and Angela as a couple.That was great."Mr. Bamford? Mr. Bamford?" Royce waved his hand in front of Dexter. "Should we head inside to watch?""Where?" Dexter's smile dropped instantly, his face turning cold.The conf
To avoid any long-term repercussions from Frederick's scandal, Angela decided to put an end to it once and for all.She arranged for the PR department to hold a press conference, where she would personally represent the company and address the situation in public."Are you serious? You're actually going to do it yourself? Isn't that a little unnecessary?" Ingrid was surprised when she heard Angela's plan. "We can handle this ourselves. There's no need for you to make an appearance."Ingrid had a hunch about Angela's reasoning. Angela was currently the talk of the town, with discussions about her wherever she went.If she appeared in the public eye to bear the brunt of the criticism or insults, it would take much of the pressure off Horizon.It was a calculated risk."There's no need to dissuade me." Angela added indifferently while packing up her things, "I've already made up my mind. If I can't take responsibility for something like this, then what kind of CEO am I? What kind of
These old-fashioned, narrow-minded fossils! When would they finally evolve some new brain cells?Angela kept that thought to herself, forcing down a sigh. Just as another board member was about to voice their doubts again, Ingrid stood up."I support Ms. Graham's proposal." With a voice full of resolve, she made her point and made sure it stuck."Ms. Graham's capabilities are evident to all of us. I trust she can balance her health and responsibilities, and I have full confidence in her sharp insight and sound judgment."She has a keener sense of market trends and consumer demand than most people here. And if this policy is implemented, it will undoubtedly elevate our company's image and increase public goodwill—a form of hidden capital that's hard to quantify."Without using grand words or fanfare, she expressed herself calmly, but her energy and passion were impossible to miss.Angela was honestly taken aback. She hadn't expected Ingrid to speak up for her at such a crucial m
With Angela already feeling incredibly unwell, this naturally was the last straw for her."Yes, I am pregnant, and I'm indeed experiencing morning sickness, but I haven't let it interfere with my work. So why should I be criticized for it?"She was pretty composed as she calmly yet firmly directed her powerful question at the board member who had expressed his displeasure.The man scratched his bald head awkwardly."Ms. Graham, since you're unwell, you should hand over your responsibilities to the COO for the time being and go home to rest. It's only natural for women to take time off during pregnancy. As such, someone else should temporarily fill your position."Oh, heck no. This was a disguised attempt at a coup if she had ever heard one.If she showed weakness now—if she gave in to this veiled attempt to push her out—then what hope would any other pregnant employee in the company have?"Tell me, has my existence inconvenienced you personally in any way?" Her brow raised, she
"Currently, people online are speculating that you'll get back together with Mr. Bamford and that he still has feelings for you and is trying to win you back," Joanne added bluntly, conveying her thoughts just as she had been asked to.Angela was so speechless that she nearly choked on her water.She grabbed her phone to check out the trending topics herself. She'd been so busy lately—rushing around nonstop, working through even her worst morning sickness—that she hadn't had time to keep up with the gossip.A comment read, "Gotta hand it to her—she's seriously badass. We watched her go from a discarded wife to a business mogul, and now she's involved with a hot young guy.""Right? I think she made the right call by getting a divorce. Sure, Dexter's rich and handsome, but Angela's not hurting for cash. Staring at the same face every day? Anyone would get tired of that.""But does Dexter still have feelings for her or what? Why is he always showing up wherever she is? The paparazzi
With a sorrowful gaze, Frederick looked at Angela, clearly trying to tug at her heartstrings."Ms. Graham, I had no choice… If I hadn't done that, I would've been tormented to death…" While begging for mercy, he tried to inch closer to Angela and reach for her hand."Get lost." Before Angela could speak, Dexter snapped coldly, swatting Frederick's hand away.Frederick was then escorted out.The gossip at the company only grew more outrageous after that. Some even claimed Angela had gone too far, so much so that even her ex-husband, Dexter, couldn't bear to watch any longer and personally stepped in to handle the problem.Ingrid came to see Angela. "Ms. Graham, how would you like to handle this?"Unexpectedly, she wasn't as emotional as usual, and her eyes no longer held their usual hostility as she faced Angela.Raising an eyebrow, Angela asked instead of answering, "What can you do?" "Fire Frederick, release a formal apology, appease public opinion with some customer incentiv
Angela instinctively wanted to avoid it, but she told herself she couldn't back down. After a brief pause, she nodded firmly. "Austin, this baby is mine. I'll do everything I can to protect the baby."Austin was momentarily stunned. After a long silence, he finally said, "If you've already made up your mind..."But halfway through, he suddenly stood up. He placed his hands on his hips and paced around the office.It was clear he couldn't bring himself to accept the reality. He was visibly upset. "You could have another baby anytime. Why are you so hung up on this one? You still can't let go of him, can you?""That's right," Angela answered without hesitation, speaking her mind bluntly.Both of them froze for a moment.Austin frowned deeply. He stared at her for a long time, a trace of self-mockery flashing in his eyes. He already knew the answer. Why had he even bothered to ask? "Austin, stop pushing me. This baby is my bottom line. As long as I have the baby, I can keep myse