Cloud9 Villa was located in the most prestigious villa district of Lisle City. It is where only the richest and most powerful families resided. Every villa there was a masterpiece worth tens of millions. Rumors had spread like wildfire across Lisle City that a super VIP had just purchased Cloud9 Villa, the crown jewel of the entire district. The gossip had spread through real estate circles, high society chat groups, and even the media.Early that morning, Scot Vincent, the director of the prestigious Vincent Property Management Company, arrived personally at Cloud9 Villa. His company held the property deed to the estate. He wore a black suit, his tie perfectly straight, his demeanor sharp as he stood before the assembled staff.At the entrance, hundreds of uniformed service staff and security guards lined up in two rows, their posture impeccable. A red carpet had been rolled out from the villa gate to the driveway.Scot’s voice boomed, stern and commanding.“Listen carefully! No one

Anna’s brows rose slightly, her curiosity piqued. “What surprise?” she asked, leaning forward.Christopher chuckled. “My dear, don’t you find being a full-time housewife a bit boring? To alleviate that boredom, I’ve found a job for you.”Evelyn, who had been slicing fruit, froze mid-motion. “A job?” she repeated, putting down her fork. “What kind of surprise is that? Our Anna is a natural-born aristocratic lady! Why should she go out and work? She should just live a wealthy life and have everything served to her.”Anna sighed softly, choosing not to engage with her mother’s predictable reaction. She turned instead to Christopher. “That sounds great. It’s been so hard to find a decent job these past few years. I’ve been wanting to go out and do something meaningful again.”Christopher’s smile deepened, but before he could respond, Howard looked up curiously. “Christopher, if this surprise is for Anna, why did you bring us along?”Christopher glanced at him. “Dad,” he said with a calm s

“I…” Evelyn was at a loss for words. Her chest heaved as she stared at Christopher, her nails digging into her palms. “Christopher, are you doing this deliberately? Why didn’t you think more about me?” she snapped, her voice trembling with fury and disbelief.Christopher, however, remained perfectly calm. “Don’t be impulsive, Evelyn,” he said evenly. “Although you don’t have a position in the Lancaster Group, you can serve as the head of the housekeepers at home. All the household affairs in our family will be in your charge. What do you think about that?”Evelyn blinked. For a brief moment, she was speechless. Then, tossing her head proudly, she snorted coldly. “Hmph! That’s… acceptable!” she said trying to sound satisfied, though her tone betrayed the strain underneath.But Anna couldn’t help it as she covered her mouth to stifle a giggle, and even Howard let out a quiet chuckle. The sight of them whispering and smiling made Evelyn’s brow twitch. Her eyes darted between them suspici

“Repeat what you just said,” Gerald demanded slowly, his voice trembling with fury.The butler hesitated, wringing his hands nervously. “M-Master… the Lancaster Group—it’s no longer ours. The new management has renamed it C&A Group. And, uh…” He swallowed hard, voice shaking. “They’re organizing a grand celebration party in a few days, sir. A public announcement of the company’s rebirth. I heard… they’re even inviting back most of the previous employees.”The words hit Gerald like a sledgehammer. His body stiffened; the color drained from his face. Losing the company had been painful enough—but learning that Howard had become the chairman was the one thing he had dreaded most in his life. His worst nightmare had just become reality.“Howard…” he muttered, his hands trembling as he clenched his fists. His teeth ground together until his jaw ached. “That ungrateful brat actually became the chairman…”The butler, oblivious to the rising storm, spoke again hesitantly. “Since Mr. Howard is

Christopher and the others arrived back at the villa, the night air thick with tension. The headlights cut off, and the courtyard fell quiet, except for the crunch of gravel beneath their shoes. Evelyn said nothing as she walked inside, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floor. Her face was calm, but her silence was heavy—too heavy to be ignored.Howard, on the other hand, was all smiles. He poured himself a glass of wine and leaned back on the couch, humming to himself. “Finally,” he said, taking a long sip. “It feels good to win for once.”Evelyn turned sharply toward him. “Win?” she said, her voice low. “Howard, don’t you think there’s something strange about Christopher?”Howard frowned, the glass halfway to his lips. “Strange? What do you mean?”She stepped closer, lowering her voice as if the walls themselves could be listening. “Think about it. The man suddenly buys a fleet of cars—luxury brands that even the elite hesitate to touch. Then, out of nowhere, he purchase