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8. What's Going On Here?
Author: Sweet Cherry
last update2026-08-31 22:03:02

Hannah stood there dumbfounded as Richards burst through the door.

That kick had a hint of theatricality about it.

Before Hannah could even enter the room, Richards's loud, angry shouts rang out from inside.

"Ma'am, If you really don't want to fulfill the marriage contract, I won't blame you! But I, Richards, have been a soldier for ten years, so I won't allow your family to humiliate me in every way just for getting married! Do you really think I'm a son-in-law who's going to live with your fa
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  • 18. Showing Sincerity With Tickets

    "Outside the company building, Richards, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, squinted as he gazed into the distance.He didn't go straight to work after leaving the president's office. Instead, he called Longhorn and asked him to bring over two hundred passes.Longhorn didn't ask any more questions. He went to get two hundred copies as Richards requested. Fearing traffic jams, he rode his electric scooter over.In the bustling business district, Longhorn, wearing a helmet and carrying a briefcase, was seen weaving through the crowd, sweating profusely.With his dark skin, short stature, and the style of his crossbody bag, he exudes the air of a migrant worker from the late 20th century.The electric scooter slid to a stop in front of Richards."You made me wait an extra half hour." Richards glanced coldly at Longhorn. "If this were on the battlefield, delaying our operations, I'd have you shot!"Longhorn quickly jumped off the car, handed his briefcase to the somewhat anxious Ric

  • 17. A Promise Fulfilled

    "Alright, bro, I still have to help the engineer finalize the blueprints for your statue later. The Birmingham officials are really too polite, insisting on erecting a life-size statue next to your grave. They're just being formalistic."Richards's expression was complicated, and a subtle emotion suddenly arose: he felt quite sorry for the good intentions of others by living.After hanging up the phone, he lit a cigarette and found a chair to sit down.When he decided to retire, the commander cursed on the spot, and Long Fei and his fellow veterans from Northern Confederate who had followed him for many years were with teary eyes.The fact that the military organized such a grand funeral, even making it onto television, could be seen as the perfect ending to Richards's entire military career, and also as an extreme form of protection for him.If he were to retire alive, and people got to know who he was, those dark forces he had personally destroyed, underworld tycoons, and even forei

  • 16. I Want Reissues of The Tickets

    After leaving the CEO's office, Richards found a dark corner to make a phone call.As soon as the call connected, a voice on the other end, filled with both surprise and awe, asked, "Brother, is there something you need?"It was the voice of Longhorn, the young marshal of the Northern Barbarians."I have something to tell you," Richards said calmly."Brother, you say it." Longhorn straightened his back, as if receiving instructions from a superior.“I just glanced at the passes you’ve issued,” Richards said casually."What's wrong?" Longhorn asked curiously."It's too ugly," Richards said in a deep voice. "Remake it.""—" Longhorn was dumbfounded.It was just a funeral pass, right? So what if it was a little ugly? Why design something so pretty for a funeral invitation?After a moment of contemplation, Longhorn said with some difficulty, "Brother, these passes have already been issued. If we redo them, it will make us in Northern Mang seem like we are fickle and disorganized.""Oh, yo

  • 15. No One More Shameless

    Shayne almost suffered a stroke.What do you mean? I've been chasing you for five years, and you wouldn't even let me have a meal alone with you!But as soon as your old flame arrives, you go straight to his house and spend the night? And you even flaunt your wealth and spend money like water in front of him? Couldn't she go to a hotel if it was too noisy? Why do you have to go looking for trouble at his mother's construction site?Looking at Hannah, clearly unable to sit still, and then looking at her tired face and red eyes, it was clear she didn't sleep well. The construction site had been shut down, there's no more noise, and even a good night's sleep couldn't make her feel refreshed.How much fun did the two have last night?Hannah also felt a chill run down her spine.What Richards said was basically true, but the meaning he conveyed was completely distorted. This bastard went all out to disgust her once again. But that's alright. No matter how cold and harsh she was, this youn

  • 14. Just Say What's Going On

    Inside the president's private elevator, Hannah stood close to the edge in the corner, her gaze towards Richards somewhat evasive.“That sissy just now said he was pursuing you only to get a share of your wealth and achieve upward social mobility. He even warned me that if I dared to ruin his plans, he would drown me in the sea,” Richards said abruptly."Oh." Hannah didn't take it to heart. She wasn't stupid; how could she not see through Shayne's dirty thoughts?"Aren't you going to say something?" Richards raised an eyebrow.Hannah said calmly, "He's coming to my office in a bit, you should come too.""What am I here for? To watch you two flirt? Or to let him humiliate me?" Richards said in a deep voice. "Hannah, you're quite the smooth talker when it comes to using someone else to do your dirty work!"Faced with Richards's slander, Hannah remained calm, her red lips slightly parted as she said, "You're the real thorn in my side.""What do you mean?" Richards said indignantly. "Hann

  • 13. Who Are You?

    Hannah was speechless.What's wrong with this bastard's brain? He's utterly despicable. Wanting job as vice president of the company? What a hard laugh.She thought about all the vacant positions in the group, and because of several recent accidents, there was a high demand for security guards. But the thought of having him work as a security guard immediately made her reject this foolish idea.He might be torn to pieces by thugs and hoodlums while he's still scrolling through short videos on his phone."The group's catering department is short of a head chef, and you're a good fit for the role," Hannah glanced at Richards and suddenly had an idea.. "What about starting there as fro today?"Want to rot away? Then let you rot in the kitchen!Richards didn't resist. Instead, he slowly said, "Okay, I'll reluctantly give you some guidance to the catering department. By the way, I need access to the back door.""What back door?" Hannah frowned.“To the company, of course. Your grandmother

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