The drama of a broken family

Was this man not supposed to enjoy the company of everyone at the party? Why was he alone?

I thought back to the father and daughter pair who treated him like a piece of fat meat and wanted nothing more than to eat him right away. I could not help but teased him. "Are they willing to let you off?"

"What about you, Miss Elena? Didn't you say that you needed to rest properly as you were weak? However, I saw how angry you were in the wheelchair as if you were seeking revenge."

He was right. I was indeed going to seek revenge! I was like a cat whose tail has been stepped on. I looked at him angrily.

"Mind your own business!"

If the people heard me speak so rudely to Mr. Ken, they would be shocked.

However, Ken did not feel angry after being scolded. He chuckled instead. The smile in his eyes flickered, and his cold face looked gentle and handsome.

He still followed me closely even after I went downstairs. His hand was still on my wheelchair as he feared that I would fall due to my limited mobility.

A small and considerate action like that was similar to a feather scratching my heart. It made my feelings for him a little complicated, but also touched.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, Wild Cat."

His voice was so gentle and sincere that it made me deeply remember him.

When I returned to the party, most of the people have already left.

I immediately saw the sample in Grace's hand.

I pretended to be very interested and pointed at the exquisite box with an oriental style and ceramic texture. "What is this? Could this be the new product? Let me see!"

"Oh, yes." Grace handed the box to me hesitantly.

The fragrance of Magnolia wafted over. It was my favorite fragrance.

I vaguely remembered that whenever my mother developed a new product, she always carried the fragrance of Magnolia.

My mother chose this flower fragrance because of me.

She has also told me about the idea and design of her research.

I picked up the powder puff and gently pressed the powder on the back of my hand. The delicate powder, a natural white color, covered my skin perfectly. The fresh plant scent was different from all the artificially created fragrances.

To be able to achieve such a level, it must have been my mother's technique!

Therefore, I was immediately certain that this was my mother's work!

Grace saw my enlightened expression, and a trace of panic flashed across her eyes. She snatched the Radiant Foundation from my hand and swiftly placed it into her bag as though she was hiding evidence of a crime.

I looked at her coldly. "Sister, you are really stingy. You are not even willing to let me see a box of the company's products. Although I am the successor of Flying Bird, I don't even know about such a big event like the launch of a new product."

When she heard my words, it intentionally emphasized my identity.

Grace became unhappy. There seemed to be a crack in her exquisite make-up. She forced a smile. "Wasn't it because you were previously in the hospital? Furthermore, this product was designed by me. It would be normal for me to be in charge of it."

She actually dared to take this product as her own shamelessly. I blinked, and with an innocent expression, I brought up the matter that she had been avoiding and never dared to answer me directly.

"Oh right! Did you help me find the murderer from my car accident, my father and sister? The Flying Bird company is rich and powerful. It would be impossible that you could not even find this, or did you not care at all and wished for me to die so that this company would fall into the hands of the two of you?"

The more I spoke, the uglier their expressions became.