As John stood before Charlie Snr., fear seized him, causing his body to tremble. "John, what are you waiting for?" Charlie Snr.'s voice boomed. "Should I remind you of what I require from you?"John's lips quivered as he replied, "Sir Charlie Snr., it was the school's fault. They contacted the wrong parents. But they are taking steps to apologize."Charlie Snr. furrowed his eyebrows, considering what John had just said. He saw no reason to doubt him and waved his hand, indicating that John could leave.With a sigh of relief, John turned to leave Charlie Snr.'s office and shut the door behind him.***Margret drove to her son's school and parked her car. As she was getting out, a woman approached her."Hello, you must be Margret?" the woman asked in a condescending tone.Margret pursed her lips and replied, "And you are?""I am the daughter-in-law of the Robertson family," the woman replied haughtily.Margret furrowed her eyebrows, trying to recall where she had heard the name before.
Margret and Caleb were caught off guard by Celestine's words. "Who?" Margret asked, puzzled by the unexpected visitor. Celestine shook his head. "I don't know him," he replied. Margret's expression turned serious as she wondered who could have followed her home. Despite her concerns, she composed herself and went to see who was at the door. Meanwhile, Celestine turned to Caleb with a mischievous grin. "Are you going to see her?" he asked. Caleb let out an irritated sigh. "Why would you even ask? You know the answer," he replied before storming out of the room and slamming the door behind him. Celestine followed him, still grinning. "She's pretty," he remarked. "Shut up," Caleb retorted, clearly annoyed. As Caleb and Celestine entered the sitting room, they noticed a man seated with two muscular men standing behind him. Butler Mark was pleasantly surprised to see Caleb. He had met Celestine before, but this was his first time meeting Caleb. Caleb looked strikingly similar to Char
Mr. Stonewall stuttered nervously as he attempted to apologize to Madame Agnes. "Madame Agnes, I'm sorry if I have overstepped my bounds." Madame Agnes snorted disdainfully. "You have certainly overstepped your bounds, Mr. Stonewall." The room grew tense as Mr. Stonewall began to sweat profusely under Madame Agnes's scorching gaze. She spoke icily. "There is a new successor who will undergo training and eventually take over from me." The men standing before her exchanged bewildered looks, but none dared to question her. "I trust that I have made myself clear. You may leave now," Madame Agnes dismissed them, and Mr. Stonewall was the first to hastily head for the door. *** Margret stood in front of the gate, her expression cold and unresponsive as the journalists bombarded her with questions. "Margret, is it true that you've kept the birth of your baby a secret from the public?" one of them asked. But Margret then blurted out, "Do you not know that Mr. Jones is impotent?" Margr
The tense atmosphere was palpable as Daniel remained tight-lipped, refusing to answer Brenda's question. With a furious glare, Brenda charged towards Margret, attempting to scratch her face. However, Margret deftly sidestepped her attack, causing Brenda to collide with Margret's car."Argh!" Brenda cried out in pain before turning back to Margret with renewed aggression. Daniel intervened, grabbing Brenda's arm and reprimanding her. "That's enough, Brenda. Are you not tired of embarrassing yourself?"Brenda snarled at Daniel, "You still love her, don't you?"Daniel's anger boiled over at Brenda's persistent questioning. "Yes, I do still love her," he admitted. "You are nothing like her, Brenda. I regret leaving her for you."Brenda's eyes widened in shock, realizing that after all the time they had spent together, she had not been able to win Daniel's heart. "Daniel, you are such an ingrate," she snapped in anger. "After everything I've done for you, this is how you repay me?"Margret
Margret headed straight to the PR department upon arrival at White Entertainment company. She paid for their dinner before proceeding to meet Director Wang. As she opened the door to his office, it creaked, and he looked up to see her. A smile spread across his face."Margret, I was expecting you," he exclaimed, rubbing his palms together in excitement.Margret felt perplexed. She had anticipated a scolding from Director Wang following yesterday's negative headlines."Director Wang, is there something wrong?" Margret asked, her confusion evident. Director Wang shook his head."Not at all, please have a seat, Margret. There's something I'd like to discuss with you."Margret nodded and took a seat. Director Wang examined her expression and said, "Margret, we've been eager to partner with the individuals supporting you. They have immense influence in countering the smear campaign and even turning it to your advantage, winning public sympathy and affection. Could you introduce us to them?
Madame Agnes fixed a murderous glare at Butler Mark and spoke in a cold tone. "Mark, why didn't you stop them from taking my grandson Celestine? And why did you only inform me now?"Butler Mark's back was drenched in sweat, and he trembled in fear. He tried to speak but couldn't find his voice."If anything happens to my grandson because of your incompetence, Mark, I will not hesitate to take your head and display it as a warning to others in the city square," Madame Agnes threatened coldly. "Now, activate the S danger button."Butler Mark's eyes widened in shock. The S-button danger mobilisation was the White family's trump card, meant to be used only when the family was on the brink of collapse.Madame Agnes grew impatient at his hesitation and yelled, "Mark, what are you waiting for?"Butler Mark quickly regained his composure and pressed a button hidden under his sleeves. Madame Agnes marched towards the helipad in the mansion.Butler Mark ran to catch up with ten burly men in sui
Butler Mark interrupted before Caleb could respond. "Our apologies, Ms. Margaret," he said, "Madame Agnes went with Celestine. We will send him back later in the day."Caleb's expression grew tight, and Margaret furrowed her brow, wondering about the nature of Celestine's relationship with Madame Agnes. She turned to Butler Mark and asked, "Sir Mark, I would like to know if my son willingly went with her."Butler Mark smiled and misspoke, saying, "The young master willingly went with Madame Agnes."Margaret's brow furrowed further. "The young master?" she repeated. "Why are you referring to my son Celestine as your young master?"Butler Mark remained composed. "It was a mistake," he said. "We must be on our way to settle some issues."Margaret watched as Butler Mark and his entourage left, feeling uneasy about the situation.The Sheriff approached them and remarked, "You're fortunate to have the support of the Whites family. Who are your sons to them? They mobilize all their resource
As soon as Madame Agnes finished speaking, the call abruptly ended. The hall erupted into an uproar, with the Robertson family members discussing the situation at hand. Old Robertson's face turned ashen, as he couldn't believe that Madame Agnes had rejected the possibility of diplomacy to resolve the matter.Feeling defeated, he hung his head in shame. When he eventually raised his head, he appeared to have aged significantly within seconds. "We must prepare to leave Houston before dusk," he said in a defeated tone. This was a stark contrast to the once-conceited Old Robertson, who had led the family to their glorious years and was now accepting defeat before the fight had even begun.The Robertson family members were engaged in a lively discussion, causing the hall to be filled with noise. Old Robertson found it difficult to do anything and decided to leave. However, before he could exit, Declan stopped him and spoke in a disrespectful tone, devoid of the earlier respect and awe.Old