Before her marriage to Kevin Cliff, the man who controlled the fate of everyone in the Green Family—her uncle—said to her, "Your father used the Green Family to do some things he shouldn't have done, harming the Green Family's interests and reputation… I've already spoken to the Cliff Family, and as long as you marry into the Cliff Family, I can overlook what your father has done."
Ever since her uncle took over the Green Family, the Cliff Family had been completely under their thumb, and when the Green Family proposed a marriage alliance, the Cliff Family had no choice but to accept.
It was said that whoever married her would become the CEO of the Cliff Family; thus, the 'mentally ill' daughter of the Green Family was peddled off like that.
Charlotte Green didn't argue, just bowed her head in silence and stepped back, trying to leave, yet she was repeatedly pulled back.
"Call your husband and have him come back. We want an explanation!"
She looked at the phone offered to her and made no move, because even if she wanted to call, she didn't know his number.
Her non-cooperation angered the person, who grabbed her hair roughly and knocked her head with the phone, "Call your husband right now!"
Her head hurt.
But she was truly powerless…
"Boss, we've almost cleared out the internal staff of the Cliff Family. Each person pulled from 'Hidden' precisely meets the needs of their respective positions, so the operation of the Cliff Family won't be affected in the slightest. However, it seems Harvey Cliff still hasn't given up hope," the elegant man with clear eyes reported succinctly from inside the black Maybach.
The man stared at the dense complex data on the laptop on his lap, unresponsive.
"Also, should I keep next month's 28th free for you?"
Wester Welson thought it better to ask, well aware that May 28th held great significance for the man before him every year.
This man was Kevin Cliff, his boss, a man who founded 'Hidden' with his own hands. For him, returning this time meant using the multinational corporation of the Cliff Family as nothing more than a tool for revenge.
This man was cold, ruthless, with no blood, no tears, no emotion. Having followed him for so long, he had never seen him show the slightest bit of mercy to anyone, even if someone pleaded before him, destroying their own eyes or chopping off their fingers. He wouldn't blink an eye and might even instruct others to help break the person's legs.
It was terrifying, but that was only towards outsiders; inside, there was no one who did not worship him.
Kevin Cliff stopped moving his fingers on the mousepad and looked up, his gaze stern, "Wester, how long have you been following me?"
"It's been ten years since I came to your side, and five years following you directly."
At 15, Wester Welson was recruited by Kevin Cliff as a member of 'Hidden,' and at 21, immediately after finishing all his studies, he became his assistant.
Indeed, it was a question that shouldn't have been asked.
"Next year, I don't want to hear the same question again," came a stern warning, forgiving his mistake this time, "Before that day, I want to present her with all the projects the Green Family is currently negotiating as gifts."
"Yes! I will start working on it!" Wester Welson let out a breath of relief.
But before he could fully relax, the scene outside the car window made his breathing hitch again.
That was—
He sneaked a glance at the man beside him. The man watched everything happening outside, his expression still indifferent.
"I'll go handle it right away." Not waiting for instructions, Wester offered conscientiously.
Just as he was about to get out of the car, the man spoke, "No need, the people I keep are not blind."
The car continued forward, approaching the group of people at the intersection.
As expected, a squadron of well-trained bodyguards appeared on the hundred-meter-long private road, all uniformly dressed in the silver shimmering uniforms of 'Hidden,' moving in unison like soldiers on parade.
"It's Kevin Cliff's car!" someone in the crowd shouted.