Law Group Headquarters, eting room.
Everyone was tense, afraid to make the slightest mistake that might catch President Law’s attention.
Who would have thought that soone would be so audacious at today’s eting, and even leave their phone off silent mode!
President Law detests such things, once there was a high-level employee whose phone vibrated during a eting, Adrian Law got furious and kicked him out to reflect on his actions.
Now soone dares to pull a stunt like this right in front of a tiger?
Even bolder than the previous offender!
...
The crowd nervously raised their heads, fearing they’d be caught in the crossfire, trying to find out which fool dared to do such a thing.
But when they glanced up, it turned out to be President Law’s phone ringing!
"..."
Everyone exchanged glances, cold sweat dripping down their foreheads.
Among them were employees who had been with Law Group for five or six years; who would dare to interrupt President Law during a eting?
That person is surely dood!
As everyone was silently cursing, Adrian Law picked up the phone.
—Surely he’s going to hang up, everyone thought.
But to their great surprise, Adrian Law swiped to the right and answered the call.
"Adrian, are you working overti again today? Tomorrow is the fifteenth; didn’t you say you’re attending your friend Felix Lockwood’s celebration party? Should we buy sothing as a gift?"
Upon hearing the clear female voice on the phone, the man slightly curved his lips into a smile.
"Alright, I’ll be back soon."
...
In the eting room, the executives exchanged odd looks, unable to resist their curiosity about the identity of the caller.
President Law has never answered anyone else’s call!
Even more jaw-dropping was what happened next—Adrian Law actually smiled!
Although the curve was slight, he was clearly smiling!
And with such tenderness!
Everyone was overwheld with a sense of shock.
It was terrifying!
The entire Law Group secretly referred to Adrian Law as the Iceberg CEO, yet today’s incident defied their beliefs; even an iceberg can lt?
...
Is it raining red in the sky?
Just as everyone was feeling anxious, Adrian Law closed his folder calmly, his voice authoritative.
"That concludes the eting for today, dismissed."
Everyone seated below simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief, feeling an indescribable gratitude toward the mysterious caller.
Before President Law answered the call, the eting room was filled with low pressure, not to ntion his dissatisfaction with the newly submitted quarterly plans from various departnts; everyone was on edge, fearing they would be criticized late into the evening.
No matter who it was on the other end of the call, they inadvertently saved everyone!
...
Seeing Adrian Law about to leave the eting room, a fairly high-level director suddenly rembered sothing extrely important and hurriedly gathered the courage to stop him.
"President Law, since the eting is over, are you planning to stay for overti today?"
Upon hearing the question, the crowd, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, instantly perked up their ears!
Who doesn’t know that Law Group’s Iceberg CEO is a workaholic? Overti is a common occurrence; one year, he nearly worked with no days off.
The most daunting part is that when the President leads by example, the higher-ups don’t leave, so how could the little shrimps dare to leave first?
In the end, they just accept their fate and accompany Adrian Law for overti.
Thankfully, although Adrian Law is excessively passionate about work, he is fair with rewards and penalties and offers excellent treatnt to diligent employees, making the competitive environnt far more equitable than many large companies.
...
Adrian Law glanced at the questioning director, just as the other’s heart reached their throat, he spoke calmly.
"No, you should head back early too."
"..."
Everyone was stunned for a mont until Adrian Law walked out of the eting room, and they reacted.
The belated surprise imdiately swept through everyone present!
They were practically wishing the mysterious caller would interrupt more often, maybe then their days would be easier!
Glad though they were, now that Adrian Law had departed, everyone’s tension loosened, and they began gossiping sneakily.
"Wow, who do you think it was that called President Law just now?"
"I bet it was a woman; didn’t you see how gentle President Law’s gaze was when he answered the phone!"
"Could it be that President Law has a girlfriend?"
It’s truly unimaginable that the ruthless and cold-blooded Eldest Young Master Law would have such a tender side.
A new employee curiously asked.
"But didn’t President Law say he’s going back? President Law hasn’t married, so he must an going ho, right?"
Soone quickly refuted.
"How could that be? Anyone who has been with Law Group long knows President Law doesn’t have a good relationship with his family; hasn’t Chairman Law favored the younger son and his second-marriage celebrity wife these years?"
"Oh, right, but with President Law being an iceberg, could he really have a girlfriend?"
An employee with a penchant for gossip showed a smirk: "Could it be a boyfriend?"
"Oh, co on, stop guessing. I heard that the Eldest Young Master had a childhood friend studying in Vesperia, who lived with the Law Family since childhood and even saved President Law’s life!"
"Wow, saved President Law’s life and grew up together; this plotline is too romantic!"
"I think I heard soone ntion that woman before; the last na might be White. Isn’t she still abroad?"
"I don’t think it’s that little childhood friend. Supposedly, President Law has a family-arranged fiancée from Vessaria who is a noble lady recognized with honors!"
"Wow, a Vessarian noble fiancée?! That’s as sensational as a TV drama!"
...
At Starfall Bay Villa, Cecilia Vaughn was unaware her identity was being speculated upon, and none were correct.
She languidly waited for Adrian Law to return, when she suddenly received a strange SMS.
—Cecilia, why did you treat this way today? Have you forgotten how happy we once were? I truly have feelings for you, Cecilia, please co back to .
The sender’s identity was obvious.
Cecilia Vaughn curled her lips into a mocking smile.
She promptly composed a few replies.
—Tyson Law, how did you get my number? Was it Fiona Vaughn who told you? You two are truly a match.
—I’ve never shared this number with anyone; your brilliant fiancée sure has her ways, first sending my scumbag father to bother and now you.
—Oh, and don’t flatter yourself; I’m not interested in scumbags.
Without waiting for a response, Cecilia Vaughn blocked him.
...
Tyson Law received Cecilia Vaughn’s ssages and his expression twisted gruesoly.
He, the dignified Second Young Master Law, was labeled a scumbag?!
Cecilia Vaughn really doesn’t appreciate what’s given!
Just wait, soday he’ll make her beg while crying!
...
"Tyson, what are you looking at so intently?"
Tyson Law, noticing Fiona Vaughn gracefully entering, recalled Cecilia Vaughn’s words.
—Your brilliant fiancée sure has her ways, even tracing my number.
Indeed, why could Fiona Vaughn find Cecilia Vaughn’s number?
Even when he searched, he ca up empty-handed...
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