In the Lap of Luxury

"What about Jake? What do you plan to do about him?"

"I'll take over Fulton Group."

Hestia slowly put her hands down. "Don't let Grace know about this. She shouldn't get involved in these matters."

Xander swallowed hard.

After Hestia left, he slowly looked up and met Grace's eyes.

Grace instinctively evaded his gaze. "Xander, have you decided to return to Fulton Group?" she asked softly.

Xander tried to keep his smile casual. "Why? Do you think I can't handle it?"

"Of course not! I'm just worried you might be targeted."

"I've fallen for it once. It won't happen again!" Xander's face turned dark and cold, scaring Grace a bit.

Grace pursed her lips, then mustered the courage to hook his little finger.

"Xander, I visited Fulton Group when I was little, but I've forgotten what it's like now. I want to see it."

Xander frowned slightly and asked, "You want to go?"

Grace nodded and said, "I had Luke reschedule my flight for tomorrow afternoon. Can I visit your office in the morning?"

She tugged on his hand almost coquettishly, unlike her usual arrogant self as the CEO, Grace Lewis.

Xander suddenly smiled. "Sure."

Everyone in Fulton Group was on edge because of Xander's sudden return as the company's president. To their surprise, he brought a woman with him early the next morning. People murmured, "Is Hazel being replaced?"

But Hazel appeared on time, holding some documents.

"Mr. Fulton, the board meeting is at 10:00 am. There's still time to prepare."

Her gaze fell on Grace, and she asked, "And this is ..."

She was a strikingly beautiful young lady who carried herself with elegance. She didn't lack charm or wisdom.

"A friend." Xander paused slightly and said, "Gracie, this is my executive assistant, Hazel Yale."

In just a short while, Grace could see Hazel was very ambitious. She wanted more than just being an executive assistant.

"Don't worry about me, Ms. Yale. I'm just here to look around today."

"I'll find someone to accompany you."

Grace had no objections. She looked around with her hands in her pockets. Fulton Group was now completely digitalized, surrounded by new technology.

"Don't hurry off later. Let's have lunch together, and I'll take you to the airport."

Grace nodded with a smile.

After Xander left with Hazel, a young woman appeared. "Ms. Lewis, I'll be showing you around."

It was indeed like a tour with a guide. Grace observed each level. Her striking presence drew quite a bit of attention.

When she reached the top floor, the elevator on the other side opened, and Jake stepped out.

His stride was brisk, and he asked, "Has Xander arrived?"

"President Fulton is never late."

"Watch your words. With Raymond around, he'll always be Fulton junior!"

The other person cowered and lowered their head. "I misspoke, Mr. Jake."

Jake was brooding. Last night, he had returned home to a bloody scene. Only after a call had he learned that his mother had been hospitalized and resuscitated. Her condition had finally stabilized this morning.

Xander had returned and disregarded everyone and everything. He was too audacious!

"Who is that?" he squinted and asked.

He was referring to Grace. She was standing curiously at the door of the now-demolished executive office.

She asked the assistant next to her, "Why is this place ruined?"

"Mr. Fulton ordered us to turn it into a storage room."

Grace guessed why and couldn't help but laugh.