"You’ve gone through a pretty good fight, Mr. Gu." William beamed with pride at Jonas. "Now people scurry to their seats when they see even your shadow approaching."

Jonas gave him a brief but grateful smile. He had been so busy with the affairs of the company especially the acquisition case, and he had never taken a proper rest. He was exhausted, and it showed on his face.

"Thank you for your hard work this time around as well," he said to William. "It’s my treat tonight; go ahead and choose whatever restaurant you like." His voice had grown hoarse, and he rubbed his throat uncomfortably before taking large gulps of water.

"Understood, Mr. Gu. We’ll make sure to find an excellent place to express your gratitude. By the way, Mr. Gu, may we bring any family member with us?" It was not an unprecedented request; William had always been thoughtful of the employees that were assigned to the CEO office.

Besides, after working for Jonas for so many years, he knew that despite the strict and rigid demeanor of his boss, Jonas was always generous to the employees.

"That’s all right. Just add it to the overall tab, I’ll take care of the total expense."

That made the secretary pause. "Won’t you be joining us, Mr. Gu?"

As it was supposed to be celebratory dinner, he had, of course, assumed, that the boss was coming.

Jonas shook his head. He had been living in the company for a long time. He missed Melinda very much.

It was only one of the myriad emotions he had been finding himself caught up in recently. Only one of the new feelings that he had never encountered before in his life.

"Very well, Mr. Gu." William took care of the rest of the minor paperwork as Jonas rushed back home to his wife.

Meanwhile, Yulia’s sanctions still weren’t lifted, and she remained grounded at home. Although, thankfully, she was no longer confined to her own room, and could now freely walk around the mansion.

This was one such occasion when the young woman decided to take a stroll around the grounds, her cat in her arms. It was autumn now, and there was a biting chill in the air.

Yulia wore an expensive looking vest over a light dress, looking every bit as upper-level socialite. She headed towards Melinda’s villa.

Due to her miscarriage in the past, Melinda had grown overly sensitive to the cold, and would usually fall ill in colder weather. These days she kept inside and wore thick layers of clothing, her regular walks in the yard abandoned.

It was just as well, because she had also been busy recently. Her new book had been completed, and she had been absorbed in the last phase of editing. She also had to make negotiations with the publishers and the periodical office.

She had already received a tiny bout of fame with her first book, but the recent controversy with Emily made people pay more attention to her. Needless to say, she had gained more fans, especially from within the city. Hence, her editor was quick to draw up plans to hold a book launch event for her. And they wanted to brand her as a well-known author.

"Melinda, are you busy?" Yulia barged into her sister-in-law’s villa with her cat.

Melinda was on a video call with her editor, discussing the book launch event. She quickly said her goodbye and ended the call.

"What’s up?" She gave the younger woman a tight smile. Lately, Yulia would drop in by her villa at the most random times for the most random reasons.

Melinda couldn’t tell if she actually cared for her in particular, maybe her husband’s sister was only bored of her confinement. But the fact that Yulia kept on showing up brought her much discomfort and always sent Melinda on edge.

"I don’t understand why you stay cooped up in your villa," Yulia drawled as she glanced around the room, her right hand stroking the cat in her arms. "The weather is rather nice today. Why don’t we go take a little walk outside?"

that Yulia was dying to get out of the mansion. Already she had lost track of the days, unsure about how long

anyone whose influence could grant her even just a brief escape, it was Melinda. If she were to run out of

thanks. I have a lot of things to do. Why don’t you

tone. "Melinda, you must know I’m still grounded." Melinda paused at that. Perhaps

apparently insensitive words. She smiled again, this time a little more warmly. "Well, we have everything we could possibly want in this mansion. If there’s anything else

nothing to be done about it, anyway; she didn’t know what else

for herself, and so did not notice the resentment that flashed in

so easily, even after lowering her pride and coming here to

It seems like you are very busy indeed, so I won’t bother you any longer." In her frustration, Yulia’s fingers dug a little deeper as she stroked her cat, and

air towards Melinda, and its claws were visibly out. The cat landed on her with a hiss, leaving long

quickly jumped out of her seat and out of the way as the cat whipped a hurricane among her

heard the commotion, its ears perked up and it opened its eyes. It stalked the other cat, hissing and growling at it

turned to her, and Yulia's black kitten

eyeing Momo with caution. It was then that Jonas came into

the messy desk and floor, his gaze quickly flew to his wife. Upon

body where the claw marks were, asking repeatedly if she was in pain. It took

like Momo does a poor job of keeping watch over you," Jonas grumbled, and the

up, her face growing pale at the prospect of

my cat, it’s still young and quite playful. I apologize." Her words,

scolded her husband. "Never mind all that. Did

haggard face that he had been pushing his limits. For a moment she thought of reprimanding him for handling his health carelessly, but he obviously needed a gentler

her warmly, and Melinda found herself thinking she was feeling a little hot under her extra

a strand of her hair and curling it around his finger. "I have time to rest for

at having been ignored, but to be a witness to

were together, everyone else seemed to fade into background. Their display was

his face. "Why are you still here? Don’t go walking around everywhere if you have no business

true that in recent days she had been actively

his own granddaughter. It was only logical for her to cozy up with

moments ago

to come to Melinda and

by her own

as she was in her room again she began surfing the internet. She was never

in recent weeks, and her media appearances seemed to have dwindled as

that Emily had recently been linked to a handful of young men, all of whom were now popular names

Emily couldn’t bear such a situation; she was probably fuming ever since Jonas cut her off. Melinda was at the bottom of the mess she had to face, and Yulia knew she just needed to remind Emily of

just let Melinda get away with everything, and there was no other perfect candidate for a partner in crime besides Emily. The enemy of an enemy was a friend, after

for the actress’ contact

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