Stacy stayed silent, unable to respond to Tristan's sharp words. His tone laced with disdain, Tristan remarked. “As an employee, you aren't paid to ask questions or argue, you are paid to do as you are told… or is that too difficult for you to understand?”“No, it's just…” Stacy trailed off, feeling cornered. “Listen, creating the beauty cream is crucial to securing a partnership with the Bolton family. You know who they are, right?”“... Yes sir,” Stacy muttered, her head down.“Good, so you should know what it means for Connor Group to work with them. As an employee of Connor Group, shouldn't you be doing everything you can for the company's development instead of obstructing it?” Then, Tristan glanced at Sara, a smug smile plastered on his lips. “Am I wrong?” Like a child, he was fishing for praise.And as expected, Sara fell for it as a smile adorned her lips.She nodded. “Yes, you are.”Then, she glanced at Stacy. “I guess I don't need to say anything else, right? Then procee

Alistair was just 12 when he met a 15-year-old Cecilia. At that time, she had just been rescued from a group of organ traffickers by Alistair's mother by sheer chance. Grateful for having her life saved, she had grown fond of everything connected to Alistair's mother, including Alistair.It didn't take long for the two to bond, sharing a relationship stronger than most blood-related siblings. Not too long after that, Cecilia was officially adopted into the Reid family, becoming Alistair's elder sister. As they grew together, Cecilia witnessed Alistair's incredible talent in both business and medicine.It would be expected of her to grow jealous of him, yet that didn't happen.Instead, her admiration for her amazing younger brother grew.Five years ago, when Alistair secretly left the capital to escape his arranged marriage to Princess Evelyn, Cecilia had followed him all the way to Haven and even helped manage the secret business empire he had built. She didn't have to do that, b

“Let's face it, Sara Connor was never a good partner for you, Alistair.” Cecilia remarked, holding nothing back. She had always disliked Sara but for her brother's sake, she never bothered to say anything.Now that Alistair had finally taken steps to sever his ties with Sara, she could finally share her true thoughts concerning Sara.“I mean, how can she enjoy the warmth and devotion you give to her and yet still keep lingering entanglements with her ex? Is she a child that would be unaware of propriety?” Cecilia continued, even as Alistair stayed silent, offering no response. “Such a woman is by no means a suitable partner for someone like you, Alistair. You deserve someone much better.”Clicking her tongue, Cecilia added. “You have no idea how happy I was when I learned you signed the divorce papers.”“I can imagine,” Alistair casually said.“But that doesn't mean this accident of a marriage is over just yet. There's still a mandatory cooling-off period,” Cecilia pointed out.“I'm

Alistair understood the reason for Cecilia's shock.Heavenly martial arts were rare to begin with, so the Bolton's, a family with no knowledge of the supernatural, getting their hands on one was truly incredible.He was also curious about how Caleb Bolton managed to get such a piece.“I guess you can say the Boltons were just lucky,” Alistair casually remarked. Cecilia nodded. “That's a great deal of luck if you ask me.”Alistair chuckled. “Anyway, I plan to compensate them for the heavenly martial art.”As he spoke, he casually took out three formula sheets and handed them to Cecilia.Taking them, Cecilia quickly scanned through them.The first sheet had a beauty and rejuvenation formula written on it, remarkably effective against most types of blemishes and scars with no side effects. “Oh wow.” Cecilia instinctively muttered.Only someone like her brother could bring out something like this so casually.A formula like this would be worth billions if found at an auction. Major pow

Faced with the beauty cream of the Connor Group and the beauty rejuvenation cream and cardiovascular miracle drugs of Orion Corp, Caleb Bolton and his son Donald, found themselves unable to make a decision.As senior executives of Bolton Group, they were to decide the winner of the pharmaceutical investment conference held in Grandness Hall. Unfortunately, that was easier said than done. Since Alistair had not arrived, Caleb found it difficult to decide on his own. Naturally displeased by this, he turned to Donald who stood beside him, a deep frown etched on his face.“Didn't I tell you to send someone to pick up Sir Reid? So why aren't they here yet?”Donald flashed a helpless smile as he replied. “I did as you said, Father, but a car accident happened on the road leading here, so Sir Reid is currently trapped in traffic with the vehicle.” Then, he quickly added. “But he should be arriving in another ten minutes or so, so you don't have to worry.”Caleb massaged his temples as he