Chapter 17: The Executioner's Desk

Would a pie actually fall from the sky?

After reading through the corporate profiles and job listings Gao Kaiyi had sent her, Clara felt like a pie had indeed dropped from the heavens—she just wasn't sure if it was laced with lethal poison.

Actually, she was lea

Chapter 18: The Phantom Contract

The girl sat with her head slightly bowed, her hands rubbing unconsciously together in her lap. Her visibly rigid posture made her look precisely like a sensitive, terrified cat perpetually on the verge of a stress response. Julian studied her quietly for a moment.

Chapter 19: The Proposal

Hangchuan Technology.

The moment she received Clara's call, Li Fanlong scurried down to the lobby.

As the head of the subsidiary, his golden rule was simple: when the parent company cracked the whip, you danced. The group had dropped a new employee straight into the offic