Christopher said, "Besides, I want to be named the sessor in the right way. Thest thing I want is


    to be called a conniving thief."


    He raised his chin and let out a scornful smile as if he had it in the bag. "James cares most about his


    role as CEO. The best revenge on him is to give him a run for his money and crush him." "Haha... The


    old man is getting sick and tired of James. You won''t have to wait too long." Taylor was happy for


    Christopher.


    Christopher closed his eyes as emotions swept through him. "Wyatt has his reservations about me and


    Be. Even though he doesn''t say anything about it, he can''t give me her hand in marriage since I have


    no connections to the Iverson Group. I need to bag the Iverson Group and cut ties with the Iversons to


    show Wyatt my sincerity. That''s the chance I need to be with Be. I''m willing to do anything for her.


    The Iverson Group will be my gift to her."


    Taylor''s phone buzzed. He nced at his phone and said eagerly, "Mr. Iverson, I received word that


    Wyatt is on the move to find Ms. Thompson."


    That night, Logan called Ryan away, and Be went out with Justin. Carrie and Yasmin were the only


    ones at home.


    Carrie painted in the studio that Ryan had set up for her while Yasmin kept watch in silence. Staring


    intently at the beautiful sketch of the backyard, Yasmin expressed awe.


    "You''re amazing, Madam. The painting looks like a photo."


    "You tter me, Yasmin." Carrie pressed her lips together embarrassedly, her cheeks rosy.


    "No, Madam. I would never lie to you or Mr. Hoffman."


    Yasmin grinned and replied, "Mr. Hoffman is lucky to have you in his life. Thank you for being with him."


    Carrie shook her head and blinked. "I should thank Ryan. He doesn''t mind that I''m slow. He''s happy to


    keep by my side and be nice to me."


    "Don''t say that, Madam."


    Yasmin got down on one knee and took Carrie''s drawing hand. "No one is a better fit for Mr. Hoffman


    than you."


    The doorbell rang.


    "Oh, is it Ryan? I''ll open the door for him."


    Carrie sprinted down the stairs gleefully and reached the hallway.


    No one outside the family knew where they lived, so she opened the door without much thought and


    hugged the man standing there.


    "Wee home, Ryan!"


    The air was thick with awkwardness.


    Carrie opened her eyes and sniffed the man''s clothes.


    But she did not smell the faint scent of tobo that Ryan usually had on him. Instead, the man smelled


    of soap.


    "What are you smelling, Ms. Salvador?"


    The man''s cheerful voice made Carrie shriek and jump a distance away from him.


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    Now that she had a good look at the man, she saw that he was not Ryan.


    "You''re the man in the news. You''re Be''s brother!" Carrie''s jaw hit the ground.


    "Oh? Do you still remember me? The man in the news? When was I on TV?" With his hands behind his


    back, Ralph leaned forward and smiled brightly.