h4Chapter 61: Chapter 60: Unfilial Son/h4

    "What’s up?"

    Seeing Luna’s serious look, Elliana Lyle instinctively touched her bag.

    "I’ve been exposed, so it’s not good for me to continue tailing Simon King. You help me follow him," Luna said, reassuringly. "Don’t worry, I’ll be nearby following you. You’ll be fine."

    Elliana kept shaking her head at this request. Was this some kind of international joke? Asking her to tail Simon King? She almost got eaten alive by Simon King, okay!

    "Tch, coward!" Luna pouted and shook her head, looking disdainful, and continued applying ointment to her wound.

    Coward? Has Elliana ever been afraid of anyone?

    "It’s just tailing Simon King! How hard can it be?" Elliana patted her chest. "Leave it to me!"

    "Mm." Luna raised an eyebrow and smiled, everything within her grasp.

    ―――South City, Rnd Brokerage Co., Ltd.

    Meeting room.

    This was a very important shareholders’ meeting. The finance manager, Mr. Qian, had been sentenced to five years in prison for helping the Art Elegance bossunder money.

    Although Rnd hadn’t suffered a fatal blow, its reputation took a hit due to illegal tax evasion, and it had to pay back a lot of taxes.

    All the shareholders attributed everything to Shane Southwell.

    The secondrgest shareholder, Matthew Lee, wore a grim expression. He didn’t speak up, but instead, a shareholder with only three percent stood up.

    "Since the vice president took office, not only has thepany failed to develop in a positive direction, but it’s also losing money, causing significant shareholder losses! President, this time the finance manager broke thew! Thepany evaded taxes! Where did the evaded taxes go?"

    "Yeah! Whose pocket did the evaded taxes go into? It couldn’t have been with the finance manager, could it?"

    As soon as these words were spoken, everyone’s eyes were glued to Shane Southwell’s face, like wolves eying a sheep.

    Shane Southwell was still sitting in his wheelchair. His expression, which could hardly be described as sullen, had ckened to the point of resembling coal, with a barely contained fury ready to explode.

    Even Cameron Southwell, at the top, said nothing. What was there to say? What could he say? If this was investigated, ten of Shane’s heads wouldn’t be enough to save him.

    As a father, he only learned of such things after the incident. If someone imed Shane had no business acumen, he wouldn’t believe it.

    He managed to evade so much tax behind his back, and gambled away all the money! He wished he could hang this wayward son up and beat him!

    "Ladies and gentlemen, indeed, it is the young vice president’s inexperience in managing his subordinates. Rest assured, the repaid tax will not trouble you," Cameron Southwell said slowly, filled with frustration. When had he ever been humiliated like this?

    Thinking about this, he nced at Shane again, all because of this ipetent son!

    "President, I’m afraid this isn’t quite an exnation, is it?"

    Bang!

    The sound of a porcin cup shattering to the ground silenced the entire conference room. The one who threw it was none other than Shane Southwell, unable to endure any longer.

    "A bunch of noisy old fools!" Shane’s gaze was cold. If his legs were healed now, he would probably beat these people so badly their own mothers wouldn’t recognize them.

    Matthew Lee seemed to have gotten the reaction he wanted, mming the table, sternly stating, "Shane Southwell! Watch your words! Everyone here is either older or more senior than you!"

    "Enough!"

    Shane sneered with contempt, wanting to continue, but was interrupted by Cameron!

    "Remove the vice president from his position, to be decided by a vote from all shareholders!"

    "Dad! Are you out of your mind?" Shane was incredulous. His father wasn’t supporting him?

    Cameron didn’t pay any attention to this rebellious son, merely shouting, "Vote now!"

    "I agree!"

    "I also agree!"

    Out of those present, only one or two shareholders disagreed. One could only imagine how little support Shanemanded.

    Cameron Southwell had his own considerations. He had no choice but to do this; the matter had to be smoothed over, or his rebellious son’s only fate would be prison!

    However, with the vice president’s position revoked, it seemed Shane would also have to relinquish his shares!

    Cameron nced at Cari standing at the door: "Escort him out!"

    "Yes, President." Cari quickly stepped forward, hurriedly pushing the man, who was almost hyperventting with anger, out the door.

    Without the vice president’s position, how could she still be his assistant?

    ―――North City, Vicars Hotel.

    When Elliana Lyle returned, she found Norman Bet already back.

    "Where did you go?"

    As soon as she entered, she was questioned by the man sitting on the sofa, his tone and attitude somewhat icy.

    "I went to Fengxiang Business Hotel to see my friend." Elliana answered very honestly; she didn’t feel there was anything to hide.

    Hearing the girl’s honest reply, the man’s expression softened quite a bit, and he gestured, "Come here."

    Elliana obediently went over to the man and naturally sat in hisp.

    The man caressed her face, which still bore faint red marks, his heart aching. He asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"

    "Hurt from what?"

    Elliana stared nkly at the man, then squirmed, her expression growing more awkward: "Norman Bet, the way you said it, I feel pain everywhere!"

    "This won’t happen again. I’ll protect you." Norman’s eyes, once intimidating, grew gentle, like the first snow melting in his palm.

    "Norman Bet~ I was so scared at the time." Elliana snuggled deeper into his arms, pressing her face against his neck, inhaling the unique scent of Norman.

    The man gently patted her back, "I know, it won’t happen again."

    The gentle, lingering enunciation always felt familiar to Elliana, reminiscent of a deration from a past life: Elliana! Don’t be afraid, I’ll take you home, and I’ll never let go!

    "Norman Bet~ I love you, really, really love you." Elliana couldn’t help but hold him tighter.

    "Really?"

    The man’s tone was somewhat dismissive. When Elliana looked up, she found a smile on Norman Bet’s face, a charming and indescribably beautiful sight.

    Using a metaphor, Norman Bet at this moment was like a proud white peacock, noble and aloof, with a soft smile drawn just for her.

    "Norman Bet~ kiss me."

    ...

    After a lingering entanglement, Elliana was nearly out of breath, her face reddened, panting slightly.

    She pouted, "Norman Bet, you can’t kiss for so long, you’ll leave me breathless!"

    "I know my limits." The man cupped her face again, affectionate: "I want more."

    Elliana: "..."

    Seeing the man’s face drawing near, Elliana pushed against his chest: "Wait! Promise me one thing first, and then I’ll let you kiss as much as you want!"

    The man raised an eyebrow, simply saying, "Say it!"

    "Can I have my sister take over the second female lead in ’South Wind Song’?"

    "Alright."

    Elliana instantly grinned, "Then help me talk to Director Li, okay? You’ve got influence."

    "Sure, anything else?" the man asked.

    After thinking for a moment, Elliana shook her head: "That’s it!"

    "Mm~"

    ...

    "Norman Bet, where are you putting your hands!!!"

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