This time, Alaric was determined not to go back.

With nowhere to stay, he gave his good friend Ethan a call.

Ethan took him in.

Upon learning that he had run away from home with his bank account frozen, Ethan clapped him on the shoulder and said, "How about you come work at my company? I can pay you a salary every month. It won't make you rich, but hey, you won't starve."

He said it in jest.

"Alright, just set me up with a job, and I'll start tomorrow," Alaric immediately responded.

"You serious about working at my place?" Ethan was surprised. It was just a joke, but Alaric took it seriously.

Alaric was the scion of the Falconer Group, once a vice president. For someone who had lived in luxury his whole life, was he really ready to settle for a minor position?

you think I was

might expect but a calm, still lake. Ethan knew then that Alaric meant business. As friends, Ethan certainly couldn't let

a new jewelry line, and the team's all green. They could

you worried about your team taking issue with me parachuting in as manager?" Alaric

the Falconer Group's VP stepping in to manage our little project, who'd complain? They should be thankful

smiled, saying

PLAY YOUR FAVOURITE

A month later.

Thalassa's designs, attracting bids from three competing firms. The design department manager asked Thalassa to meet with the first company's representative to discuss the design concept, hoping to spark their

evening, Thalassa arrived at the designated restaurant. The company representative hadn't arrived yet, so she waited at a table by the

ten minutes later, a rugged male

a navy-blue suit. His physique was robust, evidence of regular workouts, and a neatly trimmed mustache sat

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