With what Mr Reynolds had said, Tyler complied immediately and located the recommended Tax advisor Mr. Reynold had referred him to. And just with this, as he stepped into the tax advisor’s office, Tyler saw that it was a spacious and elegant room adorned with dark mahogany furniture. The walls were lined with bookshelves filled with thick volumes on tax codes, financial regulations, and legal precedents. A large oak desk dominated the center of the room, behind which sat the tax advisor, a distinguished-looking gentleman with silver hair and sharp, attentive eyes. The desk was meticulously organized, with stacks of paperwork neatly arranged alongside a sleek computer monitor displaying complex financial charts and graphs. A plush leather armchair sat in front of the desk, inviting Tyler to take a seat. Soft light filtered in through the windows, casting a warm glow over the room and highlighting the rich, earthy tones of the wood-paneled walls. The air was filled with the faint sce

"Though I do not like to answer this question while I am being recorded and I know everybody is watching right now, for the sake of the purpose of this event, I will answer. Yes, Matriarch Alessandra and I are getting back together as the good and loving couple that we used to be.”Even when Tyler had not pointed to any reporter to ask his or her question yet, a sudden question popped out from the same reporter who asked the question earlier.“You said 'loving couple' as you used to be, right? If you were that loving couple, why then did you divorce her?”“Well, in different marriages, people divorce for so many reasons. For some couples, it could be because the husband's workload is too much and the wife always complains. For other couples, it could be that the husband does not give the wife attention. Another couple may divorce because of a financial crisis and...“Mr. Harrington, it seems as though you are running from the question. And for this, I will ask again,” the same reporte

Just like CEO Harshit said, one of the ladies behind her bowed to me and said, “Ma’am, please walk with me.”Just as she said this, she began to walk forward in another direction, different from the one that led to the front door. Hence, we began to walk in a dark corridor until we met the light and found ourselves in the garden.The garden in the orphanage was not really a garden, as the word had depicted it. Instead, I could see right from the start that it was a name given to one of the living rooms where the orphanage children could play.In this room, I saw toys of different sizes and colors scattered on the floor. I observed drawings of happy children on the walls and various sofas and flowers in jars and vases, making the room even more beautiful.I had not waited for more than two seconds in the room when the same lady who led me in bowed to me again, saying, “The children will be here at any moment, ma’am.”As she said this, it seemed as though the children heard her. They em

Tyler, the naive, idiotic, and a fool, was in a lounge at this moment. The lounge had a spacious interior, with blue light casting shadows in the darkness, making it resemble the interior of a nightclub even in the daytime. The stage in the lounge was set as if it were a club, with four strippers dancing nakedly around a pole like seductive sirens enticing sailors into the depths of their desires. Tyler watched this scene with great enjoyment, continuing to smile even when he wasn't aware of where he was. With every shot of drink he had, he gulped it down at once like a parched desert wanderer quenching his thirst with each precious drop of water. Not only one or two shots had he consumed since he set foot in the lounge; he had had more than ten shots. Not even a frustrated man who had just lost his job and had the realities of life hit him could have drunk this much, but Tyler did so anyway, simply because he was too happy like a child who had been given his best toy. *** Every

Arriving at my mansion, Tyler was still in deep sleep. In fact, like a drunken cow, he was snoring so loudly and so irritating to me.Yes, I know Tyler snores during the time we were married. For the sake of love, I’d endure it and sleep by his side until morning. But this time, as we were no longer married, I could not be more irritated in my entire life.“Put him there and let him wake up there in the morning,” I said to my bodyguards, who had helped carry Tyler from the limousine into the mansion and were about to carry him up the stairs.“Are you really going to let him sleep on the staircase until morning?” Robert asked me immediately as soon as the bodyguards did as I instructed them.“Yes, I won’t let his drunken body touch even my chairs, let alone my bed. He should sleep on the staircase and wake up to it in the morning. He will be fine,” I answered Robert promptly.“What are you going to do to him?” Robert asked another question immediately.“My eatery, I worked my ass off to