Before Rachel could step up onto the bus, Josh pulled her back with a frown. Rachel looked back at Josh puzzledly. "Baby, are we not going on the bus?! We'll be late if we have to wait for the next one." Still frowning, Josh answered, "Aren’t there too many people in the car? The air is not great in there. Also, your skirt is a little short, mommy, I don't think it's appropriate to take a car like this, right?" Rachel became aware of her own outfit upon hearing Josh's words.She tugged at the slightly-short skirt in distress. "Oh, I forgot I am wearing a short skirt." A spacey silver car pulled up in front of Rachel and stopped. Rachel and Josh were confused, but his phone buzzed with a notification. It was a message from Ziggy. "Mommy is wearing a short skirt, so I ordered a car for you. I'm heading to school right now." The car door opened as the driver smiled at Rachel and Josh. "Good morning, please get in the car." Rachel immediately backed up with Josh cautious
After changing into each other’s clothes, Ziggy looked at Josh who was holding the mask but hesitant about putting it on. He sighed and placed both his hands on Josh's shoulder. "Josh, actually, your father is a good father." Josh looked at Ziggy with surprise. "What did you say? My father?" Ziggy nodded. "Mm-hmm. He looks cold and is strict to you most of the time, but he really does care about you a lot." "I can see that as an outsider, so I believe you have some idea about it as well." Josh then recalled the many nights when Edward sat by his side in the Bluemel mansion and read quietly. His father was a busy man, but he had never returned home late no matter what. On the contrary, returning home was his daily routine. They always read quietly around each other. Even though they had close to no communication, he was pretty satisfied with the tacit interaction between them. "Josh, I want to ask you a question." Ziggy adjusted his clothes and began to frown. Josh p
Facing Josh's coldness, Dawn found herself scared as she took a couple of steps back. She could not understand how a child like him could be so scarily intimidating. "N-no, I just think that I can teach you better." Josh held Ziggy's hand and looked at Jane. "Ms. Jane, let's go, we don't need to waste time on people who are not worth it." Jane was a little stunned, but she followed after Ziggy and Josh. She was blushing at this point. After all, being protected by two children was an odd feeling. Dawn stomped the ground resentfully at that sight.'Jane is just a nameless girl from some rural area and has no status or influence in the Orange Country, how did she become the winner in Minnow Nursery School in the end?!' 'Both genius children are under her?!' 'Why does she get all the benefits?' After returning to the classroom, Ziggy looked at Jane and smiled. Jane looked back at Ziggy. She could not explain why, but she had a bad feeling about Ziggy's smile. "Ziggy
Rachel's brows began to furrow at Melissa's sudden appearance. "Just what are you here for?!" After having endured so much, she could no longer stand to see Rachel in entire sets of designer attire. All of these were supposed to be hers! Instead, it was all snatched away by Rachel who appeared out of the blue and she was cast down to such a pitiful state! She had become nothing more than a joke to everyone on the first floor. Seeing Melissa's menacing advance, Wilhemina and her seven lackeys moved aside with smiles all around. After all, it looked like they were not needed, and even without their interference, Rachel would not be able to worm out of this one easily. Now that they had a dramatic showdown to observe and given that need not participate, they would rather not involve themselves. Melissa grabbed Rachel's collar. "Rachel! Return our money to us! Do you hear me?! If you refuse, we will make you regret this!" The other women immediately moved up and surroun
Melissa and the others smirked confidently as they saw the horror on Rachel’s face. It was as though their ploy had worked. So they looked at Rachel arrogantly, almost making themselves laugh. Soon after, Anne brought in a professional banker from a bank nearby. He nodded courteously at Nathan. "Mr. Chapman." Nathan nodded slightly and extended his hand calmly toward Rachel. "Rachel, your bank card." Rachel took out her bank card but did so with an intentionally hesitant act of not handing it to Nathan. Seeing Rachel, even Nathan was a little dumbfounded. Although he believed in Rachel, what was her reason for displaying these behaviors? Melissa lifted her chin and snatched the card from Rachel's hand. "Are you scared now? It's a little late for that, don't you think?!" She placed the card into Nathan's palm. "President Chapman, Rachel will disappoint you. She is the culprit, after all!" 'This is just cold, hard facts, even her own expressions betrayed her.' Mel
Even though Melissa and the rest had heard Nathan's beckoning, they did not stop, and instead, they sped up their pace as they tried to leave. With a frown, Anne quickly moved up and blocked their path. "President Chapman called you, didn't you hear?" Melissa looked up at Anne, the sweat on her forehead threatening to drip. "Oh, is it? I didn't hear him." Left with no choice, Melissa tensed her jaw and returned to the room. Nathan frowned quickly as he saw Melissa’s return. "Are you the presidents in this company?" Melissa looked up at Nathan before shaking her head frantically. "Of course not! President Chapman, please don't say that; we can't bear the responsibility of being a president!" Nathan swept a glance at Melissa. "I don't like your work attitude. Even if we didn't have the promise we just did in place, I think it's time you leave the company." Taken by surprise, Melissa shook her head hysterically. "No! President Chapman, please don't fire us! We're wrong
As soon as Melissa's words came out, the rest of her group quietened down as their expressions turned dark. They then looked at each other before they swarmed her, jumping her and grabbing her hair. "My sisters, hit her!" "That was not what you said when you persuaded us to do those things! Now that you've exploited all our worthiness, you're abandoning us and showing your true colors!" At that moment, about seven or eight women grasped at Melissa's hair as if they were going to separate it from her scalp. Not only did they press Melissa against the floor and kept scratching at her face, but they punched and kicked her as well. Melissa tried to resist, but as the only person on her team, she could not contend with more than a dozen hands attacking her simultaneously. "Gaaaaaah! Let go of me! Have all of you gone crazy? Help! Help!" Even though Melissa repeatedly screamed for help, no one around seemed to be willing to help her. Wilhemina and the rest immediately retur
Rachel rolled her eyes and tossed her phone aside before continuing her artwork. Soon, waves of screams echoed from the ground floor of Chapman Group building. Rachel furrowed her brows and plugged her ears with earphones. She then returned her attention to the artwork with music played on her phone. The moment the door opened, everyone including Wilhemina, stood up in excitement and admiration. They held up their hair, trying to present the best version of themselves to the visitor. However, even with all the noise, Rachel gave no response. She just sat in her workroom, listening to her music while drawing her design. Eventually, Wilhemina and the rest had their smiles turned into a jealous, rageful scowl. A pair of expensive leather shoes stepped into Rachel's workroom and stopped. Immediately after, a cold hand reached out and pulled out Rachel's earphone. Rachel raised her chin irritatedly. "Wilhemina, I warned you..." In the next room, Wilhemina was upset about