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"You don't know it but people only appreciate the good things. The Richards family is very brilliant. Everything that has happened seems to be accidental, but in fact, it is inevitable. Think about it. How many wealthy families have ever experienced such a thing? Why did it have to happen to the Richards family? That's because the Richards family is very spectacular. It's not a bad thing to have such an experience. Hansen is in the prime of his youth. After experiencing these hardships, I'm sure he will mature quickly. He is unrivalled with Luqman's backing. Isn't every woman's dream to marry a rich, powerful, and devoted man? You have to trust Grandpa, he has a good eye," Nuncio patiently explained to Marilyn. After listening to Nuncio's words, Marilyn's worries dissipated and a happy smile appeared on her face. The unprecedented International Auto Show was taking place at the World Trade Center in B City. Hansen had decided to take part in the event as part of the p

Steffan was happy and easygoing. He was also very considerate. The slight crow's feet at the outer corner of his eyes made him look more mature and masculine. Jenna smiled helplessly. She was a conscientious and proactive worker. She was the complete opposite of Steffan. "Steffan, I'm not hungry yet," she said softly as she lowered her head. Steffan would frequently take her out to eat all kinds of delicious food. As long as it was what she wanted to eat, he would not hesitate to take her to eat it. He would not take no for an answer. Over the past year, he had become her guardian. After a long period of time, she developed some sort of dependence on him. However, deep down, she had an uneasy feeling. She was unable to get over it. Steffan once told her that he had found her by the river. A year ago, he was in the depths of Sunshine Mountain in A City, searching for inspiration. He sat by the riverbank as he sketched an image of a car. Suddenly

Jenna suddenly smiled. "It doesn't matter what kind of family we are from. What's more important is a person's character. How noble and lowly we are is decided by our own cultivation. It has nothing to do with our family's background." Steffan blinked slightly. The smile on the corners of his mouth was more intriguing. "Of course, Dory. I'm not surprised that you think that way. I'm just curious." Steffan smiled and said, "It's late. You should go to bed early. There's an important meeting tomorrow." "Alright." Jenna lightly smiled as she nodded her head. She picked up the bag and made her way into the room. "If you need anything, let me know. I'll be downstairs," he said as he watched Jenna entering the room, with a smile on his face. "Okay, thank you." Jenna quickly closed the door and leaned against the back of the door. She actually felt that her heart was racing and her palms were a little sweaty. The bedroom was comfortable and tidy. It was als

"Mr. Tangger, thanks for reminding me. I understand." Jenna looked up with a smile and continued sketching. Zevulon scratched his head and tapped his head. "Dory, I heard that the government had sold a piece of land to some business mogul. He intends to build an automobile parts factory here in Srirano. I heard they are about to break ground soon. Based on your level of expertise in automotive design, I think you should consider working for that company. What is the company's name?" "Alas, I'm getting old and I'm getting forgetful. I remember reading it in the newspapers but I seem to have forgotten the name. However, I know that the cars produced by that company are very famous. The cars are very expensive and sold all around the world. With your talent, it would be positive in your personal development if you moved into that company. Steffan is an artist, he's not suitable to be a businessman. With that being said, there's not much room for personal development in this co

"Hansen, I'm only a secretary for the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. I'm not very busy. I'm just worried about you. All you do is work and neglect to seek treatment for your eyes. You don't even cherish yourself!" Jaqueline's expression was melancholic. She said seriously, "Hansen, stop suppressing your grief and learn to heal. Don't be too stubborn. You cannot turn back time. The fact is that Jenna is dead. You must learn to accept reality and start a new life. You can't torture yourself like this forever." Jaqueline's eyes were filled with deep regret. There was also a sense of helplessness in her words and actions. When Hansen heard these words, he choked on his own breath. His face turned even more gloomy and terrifying. He immediately slammed his hand on the office table and bellowed angrily, "That's enough Jaqueline! Don't ever challenge my bottom line again! Please stay away from my life. Let me tell you this, I firmly believe that my beloved Jenna isn't dead. She will