Halfway through the contract to be signed, Chairman Charles snapped his fingers as usual and thinking that it was one of his guards as usual, a young woman stepped into the private room and bowed. “I'm sorry I'm late” She said politely while Wallace glanced at her before focusing on the contract. “Wallace…” The chairman said with a smile. “Meet Laura, your personal assistant. She would keep you updated on your schedules and other things you need to focus on while you keep being a student at the academy”Wait, what?What did he need an assistant for? Back then as a powerful cultivator, he vowed never to have assistants asides from the ones he kept. Now that another one was being handed over to him, how was he sure this one could be fully trusted? He could not help but worry as he shook his head. “I'm totally fine with not having any” Wallace replied instead while Charles and Becca chuckled. “I have an assistant even though I never told you about it. He's Jay… a competent man. If

“Hold on…” Wallace muttered, staring at the long list. Among the names were students he knew personally… including some who had bullied the old Wallace when he was alive.“Yeah… you get to put food on their tables,” Becca said.Just then, a notification chimed on his phone. The sudden sound made him startle slightly, which Becca found so amusing she burst into laughter.“Why did you jerk? It's just a notification… let's see what it says,” she said with a chuckle. The moment reminded her of how shocked he had been when he first saw the luxury car she drove. What a strange, funny man, she thought, brushing it off.Wallace glanced at the screen and chuckled. “It hasn't even been twenty hours, and I am officially being invited to the shareholders' meeting this evening.”“And here I was wondering why it took them so long to invite you,” she replied with a smile. “How about we go shopping to…”“Becca, I won't be needing to do that now that I have an assistant,” Wallace interrupted smoothly,

“Dad, what did you just say? What about what I asked you for? Are you trying to tell me there is no way for me to get it?” Delinda could not believe her ears. The party had only just started, and she felt like she was about to lose her mind. “What? Dad… what do you mean you’ve been suspended?” Outside the venue, tense phone calls were being made by both Delinda and her friend. For Delinda, the news felt like a sudden train wreck. Only recently, her father had been recognized as one of the top employees in the company. To make matters worse, he had just been booked for an incentive-backed family trip to Paris the following month. Now, out of nowhere, he had received notice that he was suspended indefinitely without explanation. Just as he felt his world crashing down, his daughter’s call had come through… not with comfort, but with demands for money to flaunt in front of her friends. That was when the harsh truth came to light. “I don’t know!” her father groaned over the

You know, it's really not right for you to look down on your friends in front of this outsider!" Delinda muttered bitterly. She glared at Becca. "Have you forgotten that you are the heiress of the Winthrop Corporation? Whatever actions you take now will come back to haunt you later..."Becca let out a short, cynical laugh. What was so difficult about apologizing? Was it really that humiliating? They were the ones who desperately needed help, yet they refused to do the bare minimum. How was she supposed to help them when they wouldn't even do what was necessary? Was she expected to just overlook their arrogance?"He's not even worth it," Delinda snapped, gesturing toward the young man. "If you don't want to help us because you think you hold all the cards after putting us in so much trouble, then so be it!""And because of that attitude, your family will remain penniless for the next two months," Becca replied simply, her tone icy. "In fact, whoever punished you was far too lenient. If

“Evidence?” Joe asked, letting out a short, mocking laugh. Truly, Wallace was not only poor by name, but also poor at heart. Didn't he know that evidence didn't matter here? Whatever they said was final.“Of course. Only if you have proof that I did it will I believe you,” Wallace replied.At that moment, a young lady walked out of the crowd, tears streaming down her face as she pointed an accusing finger at Wallace. Judging by her familiar aura, it was obvious she was also from the Sect.“Wallace, did you forget what you did to my friend and Judy back then in middle school, just to get back at us for bullying you?”Instantly, gasps echoed through the room. Becca was too shocked to speak.“So much for the heiress of the Winthrop Corporation taking sides with him.”“I can't believe someone like her would support a rapist!”Within seconds, the crowd's attention shifted entirely and no longer focused on meeting the mysterious Mr. Smith, but on crucifying a supposed criminal.“With all d