“No, this is real,” James muttered, snapping himself out of his thousand thoughts. “It isn't some fantasy. It's really happening.” He nodded firmly, glancing around. Although he knew everything was really happening, he still expressed a bit of doubt. “Can't believe I'll be handling all of these one day. But look at me today, I'll start handling companies worth billions. Hmm…” He exhaled, slowly going lost in thoughts again. Before he could be swallowed by his deep thoughts, his phone buzzed up for an incoming call. Snapped out, he reluctantly pressed the answer button. “Hello, James. Where are you?” Olivia asked, her voice low, seemingly half awake. “It's already too late and you aren't back home.” James sighed slightly. And a faint smirk escaped his lips. “Really?” He exclaimed, his voice calm but bitter. “Why are you asking like you truly care?” Olivia scoffed. “And who told you I do?” Her voice raised with sharpness, cutting the air like a sharpened blade. “I don't give

Chapter 84As James walked downstairs, staring at the environment, not believing he'd control all of this once his father was out of the country. His mind was occupied with thoughts of everything.And without knowing—He clashed with a figure. Bang!The figure staggered backward, but quickly regained his pose. His nostrils flared up with rage as he glared at the figure that had collided with him. “You bastard! Were you blind to see me coming?” He growled.James turned to apologize, but before he could, the figure had already seized him, grabbing him by the collar. His gaze sharpened by the swift action.However, realization hit him as he took in the figure. It was Charles—Mary’s boyfriend—whom he had met last night, and they had coincidentally checked into the same hotel.Charles paused as he recognized James too. “....Oh, it's you. Would have known it's a bastard like you who doesn't watch where they're going.” He pushed James back roughly.James held himself and reluctantly stra

Chapter 86Heads turned toward the direction, and Olivia emerged, her expression calm, but her eyes burning with resentment as they fell right away on James.She was putting on a knee-length skirt and a tailored button-down shirt, her figure radiating beauty. Her face was covered with light makeup, her lips smooth with an applied orange lipstick.A man gasped, stunned. “She's his wife? She looks so beautiful. I can't believe this!" He shook his head. Another tried to wrap his head around. “A bastard having such a beautiful lady as his wife and she agreed to stay with him? That's weird.” Another said in disbelief, everything in him—soul, mind, and spirit—all fixed on Olivia as if he'd be the better person for her. “I can't believe this as well," he mumbled, his voice hardly above a whisper. He paused, processing everything very well. Then he added after a minute. “He must have cast a spell on her, exploiting her.” One person nodded in agreement. “That's right." His gaze flicked to