All Chapters of Side Chick Era… Over: Chapter 1581 - Chapter 1590

Rick felt puzzled. "Dad, I think there's been some mistake. I've had no dealings with the Ferrero family. How could I have provoked them?"Richard frowned. "Yet, the Ferrero family has been opposing us at every turn in our collaborations. It hasn't shown on the surface yet, but if this continues, our company will eventually suffer the same fate as the Malcolm Group."He fixed his gaze on Rick. "I've received word from our partners—they say you are the one who provoked them. Rick, if the Ferreros go all out like they did with the Malcolms, burning money recklessly, even if they can't shake our foundation, the losses will still be enormous. With the market in this state, we have no quarrel with them; there's no reason to bear such costs. Don't you agree?"Rick's voice was calm but firm. "Dad, I understand. If this grievance stems from me, I am willing to apologize personally."Richard's expression softened considerably. "They haven't escalated the matter yet, which means there's stil

Rick's facial muscles twitched involuntarily. He opened his mouth, reflexively ready to deny it.But if Thomas wasn't the head of the Ferrero family, why would he be here? How could he possibly dare to impersonate the family head within the Ferrero household?There was only one possibility… Thomas really was the head of the Ferrero family.Rick's breath caught sharply, his chest tightening as though the air itself had been stolen from him.Thomas smiled. "Rick, do you understand now how you offended me?"Thinking back on everything that had happened, Rick's face darkened with a stormy expression.He fixed his gaze on Thomas. "If you are the head of the Ferrero family, why did you hide by Sharon's side? What purpose do you have in staying with our family?!"Thomas's smile curved, almost teasing. "I've heard your family has a strong tradition, with remarkable people in every generation. I wanted to see it for myself, to learn a thing or two, and perhaps bring some order back home.

At the signing ceremony, all eyes were on Sharon as she exchanged contracts with the head of the Lilo family.Camera flashes erupted in a frenzy, accompanied by the relentless click-clack of shutters.The partnership for this billion-dollar project was now officially sealed.No one had expected Sharon to secure it. Many families had far stronger advantages than the Kalen family, from the influential Westin family to numerous wealthy international clans.Yet Sharon, who had returned to the Kalen family only a year ago, managed to claim the project.She had no prior business experience. Her former career as a violinist had left her entirely unfamiliar with commerce. Even her years as a housewife—five in total—kept her distanced from the professional world, almost entirely removed from society's workings.Now, thanks to this billion-dollar project, every detail of Sharon's life had been unearthed and scrutinized.Whenever she stepped outside, journalists were inevitably waiting, le

Sharon furrowed her brow. "Wendy, you didn't tell anyone about the attack on us, did you?"Wendy shook her head quickly. "No, I made sure to keep it under wraps."She studied Sharon's expression and seemed to sense what she was thinking. She whispered, "This probably wasn't Thomas's doing."Wendy had been in contact with Thomas, albeit infrequently, and through their occasional conversations, she could tell that he knew nothing about the incident.Theo, who had been relaying messages to Thomas previously, had been sent back to the country by Carter months ago. It was Carter himself who had discovered the attempts at passing messages and, furious at Theo's clumsy efforts, had sent him home decisively.Sharon's gaze grew distant, as if deep in thought.Wendy continued, "Maybe it really was Byron's enemies. That guy doesn't exactly play fair—he's always trying to assassinate rivals. Looks like he finally got his comeuppance. But my goodness, whoever it was didn't even leave a whole

Sharon stared at the masked man who had invited her to dance. Somehow, he felt strangely familiar.She couldn't help but glance at him a few more times. Over the past six months, Sharon had attended countless banquets, and unless it was impossible to refuse, she rarely accepted dance invitations.Seeing her linger on the man, Wendy teased, "Sharon, why don't you dance? Even if you refuse him, someone else will come ask later anyway."Sharon appraised the man carefully, yet try as she might, she couldn't recall where she had seen him before. After a moment's thought, she reached out her hand to accept the invitation.The man wore black gloves and took her left hand, slightly stiffly. A wolf-shaped mask covered most of his face, leaving only a pair of deep, dark eyes visible.Sharon was certain she had seen him somewhere before.He remained silent, unbothered by her scrutiny, giving no indication of speaking.Sharon broke the quiet. "Sir, have we met somewhere before?"The man pa