However, as soon as the lawyer started reading their contract, Ralph realized just how wrong he was.
The old man stared at the way the lawyer browsed through every single word, encircling phrases that didn't make sense and underlining a few terminologies that were hard to decipher by the untrained eye. This man wasn't careless or dense; in fact, he was extremely professional and cautious.
The lawyer was none other than Grayson Foster. Although he looked young, he was very prudent when it came to contracts, and loopholes were his forte. He could spot anything from a mile away.
The corners of his lips tilted up at the sight of Ralph's surprised gaze. He was sure that the old man had been underestimating his skills the moment he had walked into the restaurant, but he didn't say a word.
"On Section 26 of the Shareholders' Contract..." Grayson immediately went into it, pointing out all the loopholes that he had caught. There were even superstitious phrases tha
Ellena has finally arrived at the villa. Seeing that the living room was empty, she glanced at the bodyguard standing by the corner. "Is Nicklaus here? Or has he left?" The bodyguard tilted his head in her direction before slowly nodding. "He's upstairs, Young Madame." Now, even the bodyguards had trained themselves to address Edward as Nicklaus rather than his birth name. She smiled, holding the bag in her hand as she went upstairs. "Nicklaus," she called out. There was a certain skip to her steps as she strode down the corridor. Obviously, whatever happened a few hours ago had set her in a good mood. She gazed at the different doors surrounding her. Which room was he in again? She turned her head to see a majestic double-doored room waiting for her at the other end of the hall. Her lips pursed as she moved towards it. She did come from that room yesterday morning, so that was obviously Nicklaus's room. Now that she thought about it, even the doorway i
Seeing that Martin had already gone inside the dining room, Grayson quickly followed close behind. After all, this was an opportunity he wouldn't let go of so easily, not even if Edward didn't appreciate his appearance. A polite smile grazed his lips as he bowed his head in agreement. "Me too."Grayson didn't even wait for the others to say anything more as he took his seat at the dining table. The two men quickly sat together, eyeing the dishes being plated in front of them. Although they may look 'simple', they were way better than those being served at the restaurants they had always eaten every day of the week!Now, only Edward was left standing by the doorway. A dark expression appeared on his looks, and he still made no move to come inside.Ellena blinked.What was wrong with him?Seeing that the two men still made no plans of leaving, he didn't have any other choice on this matter. After a minute, Edward finally walked into the dining room a
Ellena stared at the coffee stains on his buttoned up shirt and raised an eyebrow. She said sarcastically, "You can't even hold a cup of coffee properly. They say that if something's wrong with your hand coordination, your kidney isn't good. Think they could say the same for you?" Edward pursed his lips and placed the cup on top of the table. He didn't bother to wipe the stains from his suit as he stood up. "There's nothing wrong with my hand coordination, I assure you. Unless, of course, you'd like to test it out?" After that, he winked. She didn't even bother to look at him as she turned around and walked towards the door. "Dream on!" Her arrogant voice echoed throughout the hallway just as the door had slammed shut. Edward blinked in surprise. Did this woman grow a pair of wings since she had removed her makeup, that she'd actually dared to challenge him? His eyes flashed with amusement as he stared at her retreating figure. Ellena ran out of th
The marketing department was actually located on the other side of the building. As one of the busiest departments in Smith Group, it was the largest and probably considered the most paper ridden, right next to the Accounting Department. Ellena looked around her surroundings as they went into the manager's office.The manager was a bald, middle-aged man. As soon as he saw Naomi coming his way, he smiled so brightly that his eyes had narrowed. There was something greasy about the way the man patted his hair. Even his skin was so oily that it glistened under the dim lights.He greeted respectfully. "Second Lady, why did you come over?"Naomi crossed her arms, nodding in Ellena's direction. "Manager Black, this is the new market researcher for the department. Take her with you, and make sure to take good care of her."Although she asked him to ‘take care’ of Ellena, her actions had proven otherwise. With how far they were standing apart from one
Naomi and Madeline were already assuming that she was having or had an affair with “Nicklaus”. If they saw him coming down the street to pick her up now, then they would surely misunderstand her situation even more. Ellena frowned, feeling as if she was coming down with a headache. This was just too complicated! It would've been easier if she had gone back to the villa herself. Besides, she didn't have any need for any help either way! After exiting the elevator, Naomi went out first. When Ellena saw that Naomi was already a few steps ahead, she slowed down her pace and took her phone out of her pockets. "Nicklaus, you better pick up." She murmured while dialing the number. To her surprise, the man answered quickly. "What is it now?" His mocking voice echoed from the other end of the line before she could even speak. "Have you decided not to treat me to a meal? Have you run away with the black card, stealing me from my own well deserved dinner? "Don't be ridiculous!" Wait a sec
Edward lowered his head and gazed at the way her slender fingers clasped along his skin. But he didn't break free. "Isn't it normal for us to investigate you? Do you really think we'd allow just anyone into our family?" His face was enough to bring any man or woman up to the mountains. Even Ellena couldn't help but stagger backward in fear of him. Although he was usually mocking and teasing, "Nicklaus" had a side that you wouldn't want to piss off. On the first day, Ellena entered the Arnoult family, Edward had already sent a few of his men over to investigate her past more thoroughly. It was only then he understood her feelings for that man. As for her pretending to be ugly, that information had gone way back that there was no way for any of them to verify it. Ellena was stunned for a moment. Within a second, her face became serious as she looked at him in a complicated expression. "You're saying that Edward had asked you to investigate me?" "You think I want to investigate you
Ellena took a deep breath and walked into the room, making sure to leave the door slightly open behind her. An innocent smile slipped into her lips. "Manager Black is discharged so quickly. I was just about to visit you in the hospital." Dawson Black was his full name. He had a wife and a daughter. While he was deemed to be lustful and lazy, there was actually one woman that could get him off his feet and that was his wife. She even had come to the company once to deal with him because of the rumors that the man was involved with a female colleague in the company. The words she used and the look she had on was like a lion on a prowl. Everyone in the company knew that he was especially afraid of his wife. Yesterday, Ellena had offended the department manager on her first day at work, so she obviously needed to do her homework. The last thing she wanted to do was back down, like all the times she had done in the past. As soon as he caught sight of her, the muscles on his face twitch
Even after Ellena sent the message, she still couldn't be at ease. All she could do was sit back and stare at her screen from time to time, awaiting his reply. Her finger refreshed the screen a few times in the last hour.What's wrong with her? She ran her fingers down her hair irritably as she placed her phone on the corner of her desk, not wanting to look at it any longer. She had never been this nervous with Daniel before! And to be this anxious for a man she had never actually seen was...weird. Just as she was concentrating on her documents, she heard a few whispers from the other cubicle. "I heard that Dawson applied for a leave." "What? He used to be so eager in coming to work." So the man had already retired? Ellena leaned against her seat as she pushed herself to the wall behind her, interested in hearing more of this. Just then, another colleague quickly joined the discussion and she frowned. Their voices had become much softer now. However, she still caught a few words