Watching Lucy's retreating figure, Adam smiled quietly to himself and didn't pay it much mind.Jerome, however, was a bit speechless: "I didn't expect Lucy to work here too. Won't we have to deal with her humiliating us every day?"Adam paused briefly, then smiled slightly: "Just ignore her. Besides, who knows who'll be humiliating whom."He had already discussed all the arrangements for Jerome's position and salary with Robert. Jerome's role would be the recently vacated Human Resources Director position. Not that he would need to do much—just sit back and relax."Are we here to be security guards?" Jerome asked again.Adam scratched his head: "I don't know either. Let's wait and see what they arrange once we get inside."Jerome was doubtful. The two entered the gate and headed upstairs. Soon, they reached the sixth floor, standing before a door marked "General Manager's Office.""Oh my god," Jerome said, terrified. "What kind of job requires the general manager himself to handle thi

There was no way Dolores could catch Adam.She didn't believe Adam could afford an apartment in this complex. She thought his reappearance in the neighborhood was likely to get revenge on her and her daughter. So she chased him inside, ran a few steps, realized she couldn't catch him—and that Adam hadn't entered the building where she lived, but had walked into another building entirely.She breathed a small sigh of relief and curled her lip: "Useless."Adam couldn't be bothered with Dolores. He was grateful to Thomas Sr. deep down. But given what he had endured over these three years, not taking revenge on this mother and daughter was already the limit of his restraint. If it were the old him—He entered the elevator and went back to Vera and F's apartment.When he opened the door, a delicious aroma greeted him."Ooh, I get to eat Dr. Winter's cooking again," Adam said cheerfully. "I haven't had it in three years. I've missed it."Vera Winter, besides being a brilliant doctor, was al

The elevator fell silent.Chloe and Ethan, who had been mocking Adam, thought they had seen wrong. They blinked, confirming that Adam had pressed the highest floor.Then, their mouths slowly opened, their eyes filled with disbelief.This was the top floor of the Four Seasons—not open to the public at all. Only those with the closest connections, the absolute top tier of New York society, had the privilege of going there.Not even Grace or Marcus had ever been up there."Ding—"After a moment, the elevator stopped. The doors opened, and two uniformed servers at the entrance greeted them with sweet smiles: "Welcome to the Four Seasons Hotel Top Floor."The four were still somewhat dazed.Adam smiled: "Are you getting off?"Only then did the four snap out of it. Ethan swallowed hard.Marcus, however, wore a mocking smile: "Looks like after yesterday, you made quite an impression on Viola Sinclair. She introduced you to other people, huh?"His implication—Adam was once again hired help, a

Adam sipped his drink while waiting for Natalie to return.Before long, a server walked over: "Excuse me, are you Mr. Adam Walker?"Adam nodded: "Yes.""Ms. Viola Sinclair would like you to come over," the server said with a smile.Adam was slightly surprised—he hadn't expected Viola to be here too. He looked around but didn't see her."Ms. Sinclair is in a private room on the second floor," the server continued.Adam nodded: "Alright, lead the way."The server led Adam upstairs and pushed open a private room door. Adam stepped inside and frowned slightly.The room was quite quiet, with several people sitting inside. The moment Adam walked in, the door was closed behind him, and two large men stood at the entrance with their hands behind their backs.Adam raised an eyebrow and looked around. He didn't see Viola in the room. Instead, he saw Grace, Marcus, Ethan, and Chloe. The others he didn't recognize at all.Inside sat a young man with dreadlocks, smoking a cigarette, looking at Ada

Dolores stared at Lucy in astonishment, then said dismissively, "How is that possible? Don't we know exactly what Adam is worth? If he could afford to buy your company, he wouldn't have been pulling rickshaws. And our Grace wouldn't have divorced him—she would have been kissing his feet.""It's true, I'm not lying to you," Lucy said worriedly. "And I feel like he's targeting me. Yesterday, my boss argued with him at the door because of me, and then he got fired for no reason.""You're overthinking it. It's probably just someone with the same name," Dolores said dismissively. "Don't borrow trouble."Lucy shook her head: "His photo is on the company's owner wall."Dolores still didn't believe her. She curled her lip: "Are you sick? Are you hallucinating? Let's say, for the sake of argument, you're not wrong—but have you considered that if Adam were this rich, would he have needed to pull a rickshaw on the streets for three years?""So I don't know what's going on either," Lucy said, her