Mr. Marcus casually asked Jessica, "Are you planning to tell Henry about this?"Naturally, Jessica knew what he was referring to. She looked up and smiled as she gazed out the window. "It's not a big deal, why mention it?"Mr. Marcus looked at her deeply. Jessica tilted her head slightly, and because they were still in the suburbs, she had the window partially open. The sunlight lightly brushed her profile, accentuating her beautiful pale skin with a hint of rosy pink, reminiscent of blooming peach blossoms, enchanting. Strands of her hair danced in the wind, releasing a subtle fragrance. Her long, slightly curled eyelashes quivered, revealing a touch of feminine softness. This scene imprinted itself in Mr. Marcus' mind.It was unbelievably beautiful. He was surprised to find that he would rather be haunted by nightmares and endure a lifetime of pain than lose her by his side.With her carefree tone, it seemed like such an insignificant matter. Was she really not bothered? Or was she
"You disagree?" Old Mr. Alston said in a low, merciless tone, "You've been fighting against Quincy for so long, with no chance of winning and suffering heavy losses. No bank dares to loan money to Noblefull Group. Are you going to let me watch our family business destroyed in my generation?"Such a noble excuse well said! Mr. Marcus admired inwardly. First, Old Mr. Alston teamed up with the enemy to strike him, then they criticized him for being incompetent after this prolonged battle. This drama was played so well, but unfortunately, the actors lacked sufficient acting skills."Why don't you ask who orchestrated this business war behind the scenes?""I don't care about the process, I only care about the result. Now Noblefull Group is short on funds, and you can't make up the gap. Saxon can provide funds. Why wouldn't you want that? If we lose the Walnut Creek project, Noblefull Group will be severely weakened and eventually swallowed by Gootal Group. Do you want to lose to Quincy?" O
"Marcus, I received news last night that your secretary Jessica is Michael Lee's granddaughter. Is that true?" Old Mr. Alston asked in a deep voice. When he initially received this news, Old Mr. Alston was extremely furious. Though decades had passed, the humiliation was still ingrained in his heart.For a man, the vengeance for taking a wife is greater than the vengeance for killing a father. He would never forget what Michael Lee had done to him. Even though he later fell in love with Michael Lee's daughter, Mandy, he could not forget the humiliation he had suffered.And Jessica was the living evidence of that humiliation. Jessica's mother, Judy, was Michael Lee's daughter. Judy died, but Jessica still lived. She was the only person with blood relations to Diana Brown to this day. When he saw her in the hospital, he thought there had to be some connection between her and Diana Brown due to their striking resemblance. He never expected it to be true.He truly wished to strangle this
"All this talk, and you want me to leave W City?" Saxon chuckled. "But Mr. Marcus, I've put in so much effort. I haven't gotten what I want yet. Do you think I'll give up halfway?"Mr. Marcus, do you know what I want? Noblefull Group? What a joke. Why would I need Noblefull Group? He is already powerful enough, standing at the top of the world, looking down on everyone. Wanting a Noblefull Group would simply be adding unnecessary ornamentation.What's the point?Marcus frowned slightly, his expression becoming serious. What did he mean by that?If he didn't want Noblefull Group, then what did he want? Marcus felt a sudden sense of unease, a strange feeling that he couldn't quite put into words. He had always speculated that Saxon wanted the Noblefull Group, or that he had assumed a favor from his father and brought him down, only to hand over the Noblefull Group to his father without any damage. Apart from these possibilities, he hadn't considered anything else.Mr. Marcus also knew t
Saxon didn't expect him to agree so quickly. He raised an eyebrow, a hint of caution in his calm eyes. He suspected that Mr. Marcus had some ulterior motive. "You agreed so readily?" he questioned."What's wrong with that?" Mr. Marcus smiled, exuding an extra touch of elegance and a hint of domineering power. "If the Mafia and the First Terrorist Organization go to war in North America, Ghost Gang would appreciate your assistance, and in return, we would reap the benefits. For Ghost Gang, it would be a great advantage."Saxon locked his gaze on Mr. Marcus' face, silent for a moment. Then he chuckled abruptly. "Aren't you afraid of Truman and Victor's retaliation?""If you're not afraid, why should I be?" Mr. Marcus laughed wildly, his dominance and arrogance evident. Besides, I have my son to protect me. What do I have to fear? Mr. Marcus once again expressed his deep admiration for Henry.Furthermore, Marcus thought with a cold smile, Saxon better survive until the day the Mafia and
Jessica escorted Old Mr. Alston downstairs, behaving respectfully all the way. Old Mr. Alston remained silent, not saying a word. Jessica naturally maintained her silence as well, sensing that he had something to say, most likely about their cousin's relationship.Old Mr. Alston must have hated her because she was Diana Brown's granddaughter, the living proof of Diana Brown's betrayal.Jessica was sharp-witted and could decipher a lot from Old Mr. Alston's silence. But what did it have to do with her? When the two of you were fighting over Diana Brown, my mother hadn't even been born yet.They continued down the stairs, and Old Mr. Alston kept walking ahead. Just as Jessica was about to speak up, Old Mr. Alston said in a low voice, "Let's grab a cup of coffee."Not giving Jessica a choice, Old Mr. Alston headed towards the café across the street.Jessica had no choice but to follow along.In the café, they sat face-to-face. Jessica remained calm and composed, while Old Mr. Alston rema
Colombia.Truman was in talks with a local arms dealer about a collaboration when he watched the news. He saw Saxon's gloomy face with a hint of anger as the news flashed by. It was only then that he found out that the Mafia and the Noblefull Group announced a powerful alliance.It seemed like a cleanup of both the underworld and the righteous path.At the same time, Victor, Antonio, Robin... Captain, Camellia, Rose, and others all received the news. The first terrorist organization exploded with chaos.With one phone call from Truman, everyone immediately came online. Because they were in different regions with different time zones, it was past 3 am in local time in Australia, when people were peacefully sleeping. Captain and Robin were both enraged, and Victor in Paris was also woken up after just falling asleep, filled with anger, but all awakened by this news.All sleep vanished, and Rose and Camellia were sunbathing on the beach, leisurely holding a computer each to go online.Tw
One morning passed busily.At noon, Mr. Marcus, Aaron, and Derrick had a business lunch, which was their usual arrangement.The fact that Marcus was cooperating with Saxon had spread worldwide, indicating that they had resolved the issue with Saxon peacefully.Taking advantage of the lunch, they planned to establish the most effective method to take over the Wolf Gang's territory within the shortest time. Without the interference of the mafia, their operations would be much smoother.As he left, Mr. Marcus subconsciously glanced at Jessica. She was still wearing her stiff suit, diligently organizing data. Even with her serious demeanor, Jessica had a calm smile on her face, as if bathed in a spring breeze. She looked exceptionally comfortable, like a precious piece of jade, emanating a unique sense of purity and tranquility.Her large black-framed glasses were placed aside, and her slightly curled eyelashes quivered like feathers, tickling Mr. Marcus's heart. There was a sweet and sou