Ivy's words actually convinced the others too, as some agreed with her viewpoint before they knew it, and what little spark of conflict or discontent fizzled out.The vibes in the room improved immensely as everyone quickly came to an agreement, and they were soon drinking happily.Kenny had good alcohol tolerance but had to restrain himself, and he feigned reaching his limit halfway through, rubbing his temples one moment or lying sprawled on the table the next.Even Ivy was fooled, and she was rubbing his back and bringing him warm water, doting on him endlessly.Seeing that Kenny appeared drunk, the others did not toast to him any longer and quickly concluded the banquet since he really did look sick.They even helped him out of the building and put him in the shotgun seat while Ivy took the wheel before heading home themselves.Once they were a few hundred yards away, Kenny's limp form suddenly straightened, and he told Ivy, "Take a right up ahead."Ivy was startled by his s
Kenny, Ivy, and the other vice-presidents were all relieved that Tim was willing to concede his position, because to them, they had been worried that Kenny would make them give up their positions instead.While they were sick of Jacob, none of them were keen on making an enemy of him when he had Don Albert's backing.In fact, none of them would dare to refuse to give up their positions even if they were chosen.Still, Kenny couldn't resist giving Ivy a thumbs-up under the table, seeing that the issue was resolved for the time being.Even he had to admit that his wife's plan was perfectly precise. With Tim's approval, they could reshuffle their respective positions to accommodate Jacob when he returned tomorrow.She even spoke up just then, "Let's drink in Tim's honor! It's all thanks to him that we've resolved this!""Yes, exactly!" Kenny exclaimed, quickly getting to his feet and holding up his glass as he told everyone, "Come, let's all drink in Tim's honor and thank him for hi
One of them even said, "Look, Mr. Bay—that loser is both incompetent and a sorry excuse for a person! Now that we've finally kicked him out, we can't let him back in, no matter what happens!"Everyone else nodded in agreement. They didn't just hate Jacob—they refused to let him return and threaten their present positions!Kenny sighed in exasperation. "Let me put it to you this way—Don Albert is so domineering in Aurous Hill, and he will personally restore Jacob to administrative vice-president if we decide to play deaf. And who do you think will be able to survive that pressure from him?!"Everyone traded glances as there was no question that Don Albert was indeed a big deal.Moreover, word on the street was that he was now considered a member of Eastcliff's Wade family.That meant he had access to their connections, and controlling the human resource department of the Calligraphy and Painting Association would be all too easy for him.That was when Ivy spoke up from beside Kenn
While Kenny was enthusiastically preparing for the night's dinner function, Charlie brought Elaine and Jacob to a restaurant near Thompson first. Claire was working overtime, and it would be very late if they waited for her to start cooking.As soon as they sat down, Jacob was sighing and muttering, "I really don't want to leave the house anymore… The trip to Dubai almost killed me.""That's because you wore yourself out over nothing," Elaine retorted. "Losing twenty million for spare change? It still hurts me just thinking about it.""Urgh, don't even start. Let me live another couple of years," Jacob groaned, waving her off. Then, he straightened up and turned toward Charlie, "By the way, do you think Don Albert can really get me back in the Calligraphy and Painting Association?"Charlie smiled. "It wouldn't be that difficult for him." Jacob nodded. "I'm satisfied if I could just return. If I can't, what am I going to do? What a bother…"Charlie ignored him and ordered some
Just hearing that Ivy was ready to take charge left Kenny annoyed, and he asked sarcastically, "Did you think things can't get any worse? Forget talking to them—I would lose my presidency of the Calligraphy and Painting Association by the time you're done!"Ivy wasn't upset despite his complaint. "Look, dear, I messed this up for you, so just give me a chance to make things right.""Fine! Then tell me, how are you going to start things off?" Kenny demanded. "Everyone in the hierarchy loathes Jacob, and his being gone was exactly what they wanted. They're never going to agree to letting him back, especially when his old position of administrative vice-president has been taken. Or do you think they'd willingly take a demotion?"Ivy shrugged. "Haven't you heard the phrase 'the king yet lives'?"Kenny sighed. "I mean, sure? It's about how rivaling factions in a monarchy never release news about a dead monarch until they have sorted out who will claim the crown, right?""Exactly," Ivy
Ivy asked before she knew it, "What's that supposed to mean? What did I do?"Worried that others outside might overhear, Kenny growled furiously under his breath, "It's all your fault for telling me to throw Jacob Wilson to the dogs! But the thing is, he's buddies with Don Albert again! And Don Albert himself called me just now!""For what?" Ivy asked, perplexed. "I mean, didn't you tell him that it was Jacob who embarrassed himself? Why would he call you instead?"Kenny snapped angrily. "He's demanding I answer for Jacob's dismissal! Why else would he call about that?""Oh…" Ivy was silent for a while, but she soon assured Kenny, "Just hear me out for a moment, dear—let's ignore what Don Albert said. I mean, he can complain all he wants, but he can't do anything. Your promotion is coming up soon, too, right?""Once you report in to the new unit, the Calligraphy and Painting Association is just a subordinate unit. That means the mess with Jacob isn't any of your business, and if p