"Grandpa, I am old enough to decide and choose who I like to marry!" Clayton firmly said.  "Don't make a hasty decision. Why don't you look at who the girl I have arranged for you is? You'll be fascinated by her." Wallace pushed the envelope in front of him.  "I'll be living in your mansion and would not be going back to Kregger until you see the girl," Wallace ambled to the door.  Frustrated, Clayton took a deep breath, took the file and inserted it between the stack of files on his desk.  Emerald is the only woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.  No other woman could fascinate him.  

"What? I thought you wanted to marry him?" Giovanni blanched.  He wasn't expecting this as Emerald showed no aversion towards Clayton since the beginning.  "I'm sorry, grandpa. I wanted to handle the business empire," Emerald said and felt Clayton's gaze at her.  Although he was aware that Emerald would decline the marriage alliance, still he didn't escape the pain of being rejected.  He was just reaping what he sowed. Now he'd tasted his own medicine.  "Don't joke around, Emerald," Giovanni said grimly.   "I'm not joking, grandpa," Emerald said in a firm tone.&nb

Mr. Turner, the organizer of the charity ball saw the commotion while talking with some sponsors. To have some ruckus in an event like this is unacceptable. He wouldn't allow anyone to create trouble. "What's going on here?" His authoritative voice turned the heads of the people around Emerald. Freya smiled at Mr Turner. She's confident that exposing Emerald economical and social status will evict her from the place. "Mr Turner, as I know, this charity ball only welcomes those who can contribute to the purpose of this event. Are we going to let in people from the lower class here?" Mr Turner frowned. He didn't like Freya's tone. The reason they were doing this was to raise money to help poor people. It's going to be ironic if they prevent a plus one from the lower class from attending. Freya thought that Mr Turner was displeased that someone from the lower class attended the charity ball. "This lady here, she's from the lower class, she can't be here," Freya pointed at

It was just an inch away before Red could capture Emerald for a kiss when Emerald was yanked away from him and a knuckle collided on his face.    Red was sent to the ground. The corner of his lips dripped blood from his erupted lips.     "Stay away from my woman," Clayton growled like a feral beast in a jungle.   The moment he saw Red intended to kiss Emerald, a burst of energy coming forth from his anger enabled him to reach them in no time, managing to take away Emerald before Red could lock lips with her.    Fearing that he would attack Red again, Emerald grabbed his arms and angrily said, "Why did you hurt him, he is your cousin?"   

"Brilliant!" Clayton said, clapping his hands as he drew close to Emerald. The male chauvinist shareholders and executives all turned their heads simultaneously to Clayton. "Mr Strong!" They stood up to welcome him. Clayton is now a household name in the business arena. At his young age he was able to make his company take a foothold and expand in Westfield in just a short span of time. Westfield has the fiercest business rivalry, making it hard for young businessmen to have remarkable feats in just a short period of time. "Gentleman, you should give your new president a chance to prove herself. I believe in her ability to take Kingston Ltd to greater heights." Hearing Clayton's view, though they were still holding prejudice against Emerald, stopped attacking her. The meeting went smoothly and no one opposed Emerald while she spoke as Clayton sat beside her the whole time. "Don't listen to their nonsense. You are brilliant," Clayton said as he followed Emerald into her o