Trey nodded slowly, his expression unreadable.“Is that the reason you sent him away?” he asked calmly. “Not because he tried to correct your daughter’s behavior?”Mr. Peter’s heart skipped.For a split second, his face froze. How did Trey know about that part? Has someone in the lobby reported everything? Had that cleaner gone to complain? Or worse… had Riley really found a way to send the matter higher up?But Mr. Peter quickly forced himself to stay calm. He straightened in his seat and shook his head.“No, no, not at all, Mr. Trey,” he said quickly. “I don’t know what you heard or who told you that, but whoever it was lied to you. Yes, there was some little issue yesterday, but that was not the reason. The boy was simply rude and disrespectful from the start. I can tell you that myself.”A voice suddenly cut through the office.“Is that really what happened?”Mr. Peter stiffened as the office door opened, and Riley walked in. Mr. Peter’s eyes widened, then his face twisted instan

Mira's eyes widened in disbelief. She dropped the broom with a clatter and rushed toward him immediately, her voice trembling with emotion. "Riley! Riley! Are you back now?" she exclaimed.Riley smiled confidently, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "I told you not to stress yourself. I will be back," he said, his tone steady and unwavering.Mira was confused, her brow furrowing as she searched his face for answers. "Even Mr. Peter came here. He and his daughter knelt before me, trembling as they apologized. And Mr. Peter... he's been removed from his position to something much lower. How were you able to do it? You said you would, and you really did it." Riley chuckled softly, though inside he felt a surge of satisfaction. "Well, all I did was complain," he replied simply, keeping his expression neutral.Mira frowned deeply, stepping back slightly to study him. "Something is off about you. I don't get it. Do you know the CEO of this company?"Riley scoffed inwardly, only if

Even though Riley was invested in the project, it was still too broad and very hard for him to finish in just one day.Everyone was leaving, and at this stage, he would be the only one left behind. He kept trying to gather everything and continued his research.Just then, the door creaked open. Riley gazed up and looked ahead, only to see Mira peeking in."Riley? You're still here?" she asked as she rushed over to him.Riley smiled and nodded. "Yep, I'm still here."Mira said, "Everyone was leaving, and I couldn't see you. I waited for a long time, but you didn't show up. At first, I thought maybe you had already left, and I just decided to check here first. Why are you working when everyone else is leaving?"Riley puffed out a breath and told her everything that had happened, how he caught Quincy and Diana, and how he was given this as a punishment.Mira frowned. "What? That is so cruel and wicked. How can they do that? Why is everyone in this company so cruel like this?"Riley sighe

Riley let out a faint chuckle. "I figured you wouldn't believe me, Mr. Greg, so I have already sent you everything you need." His voice remained calm and unhurried, as though sending five hundred million dollars to someone was the most ordinary thing in the world.Greg frowned in confusion and quickly lowered the phone to check what Riley meant. Within seconds, several new notifications appeared on his screen. The first was an official investment agreement bearing the seal of one of the country's largest commercial banks. It clearly stated that an investment of five hundred million dollars had been made into Greg's Dishes in exchange for majority ownership shares. Before he could even finish reading it, another notification arrived from his bank, confirming that the funds had been verified and cleared for immediate use. Attached to it was a corporate verification code together with the direct number of the bank's investment department, allowing him to confirm the transaction him

The three Ferraris continued rolling forward for a few more meters before their brakes screeched against the pavement.Screech!The cars came to a perfect stop in the middle of the school compound."What the hell is that?" Mira blurted out angrily as she glared at the vehicles. "This is a school, not a race track."Riley didn't even spare the cars another glance. Instead, he immediately turned toward Claire, who was still breathing heavily from the scare. Gently placing a hand on her shoulder, he looked into her eyes with concern."Claire, are you alright?" he asked. "Did they hit you anywhere?"Claire slowly nodded, though the fright was still visible on her face. She forced out a weak smile before replying, "I'm... I'm okay. Thanks to you. If you hadn't pulled me away..."Only then did Riley let out a quiet sigh of relief. Meanwhile, all three Ferrari doors slowly swung upward in spectacular fashion.Click.Whoosh.One after another, three young men stepped out.Each of them was dre