Chapter 33 Seemingly Unbreakable Ties
Madeline was at a loss for words. “Domi, how could you…” she exclaimed, surprised at the extravagant pink diamond necklace that her brother had just presented to her.
“The first time I saw it, I thought of you, Maddie. It matches you very well. Except for you, it would
be a waste for anyone else to wear it,” Dominic said seriously, looking at his sister with admiration.
Madeline was touched once again by her brother’s thoughtful gesture.
As tears began to form in her eyes, Dominic comforted her. “Don’t cry. I’ll put it on for you.”
As the cold necklace touched her skin, Madeline trembled slightly.
She realized how good it felt to have her family around her, especially after being alone for so long.
It was a reminder that despite everything, she was not alone in this world.
As Jonas entered the office, Dominic was taken aback by the sudden knock on the door.
“It’s Jonas.” Madeline chuckled, amused by her brother’s reaction.
Dominic scratched the little girl’s nose playfully and promised, “I won’t disturb you anymore. I’ll take you to eat street food next time, okay?”
Madeline swallowed her saliva at the thought of the savory food. Dominic truly understood her. She gave a fervent nod, determined to visit the street food vendor again soon.
As Dominic left, Jonas entered, momentarily stunned at the sight of Mr. Jennings back in the office. “Yes… Mr. Jennings is back!” he exclaimed.
Madeline beamed with joy. “Yes, my brother is back.”
Jonas clenched his fists, his heart filled with elation. He thought to himself, “Mr. Jennings’ return meant that Ms. Jennings wouldn’t have to shoulder the burden alone.”
He couldn’t be more thrilled for Madeline.
“How is the design department?” Madeline swiftly shifted into work mode.
Jonas had come in solely to deliver a report on the matter.
The Jennings Group had always been a major player in the real estate industry, with other businesses considered mere sidelines. In the past, they struggled in non-real estate ventures, but with perseverance, they managed to turn things around. Unfortunately, their design department had hit a creative drought for many years.
“The gross merchandise value you mentioned earlier is slightly better than last month, but it’s still not good enough. Their design inspiration is almost non-existent,” Jonas reported as he placed the integrated materials on Madeline’s desk.
Madeline quickly scanned through them and formulated a plan.
“We need to shake things up. Let’s bring in people from the entertainment industry to lead the design team and elevate Jennings Group’s reputation,” Madeline declared, her eyes narrowed as she contemplated her next move.
She was determined to make the Jennings Group a comprehensive company, just as her father had envisioned.
“Alright, I’ll take a look at the recruitment list. We’re going to make some serious changes to the
design department,” Jonas replied, nodding in admiration of Madeline’s bravery.
He knew that the entire department might have to endure some gossip and criticism, especially since Madeline wasn’t just promoted to leadership but rather was placed in a high-ranking position. from the get-go. Naturally, some people would be unhappy about it.
“Don’t worry, Jonas. If anything goes wrong, I’ve got your back,” Madeline reassured him. With her shoulders lowered and her eyes gleaming with determination, she exuded a sense of unwavering strength.
Jonas found himself unexpectedly inspired by her words.
Madeline was engrossed in thoughts about the property listings when a voice message from Louis interrupted her. His booming voice nearly made her drop her phone. “Maddie, are you a damn wizard or what? The share price of Faraday Corporation has skyrocketed after its major dip, just as you predicted!”
Madeline raised an eyebrow, unsurprised by the sudden change.
The stock market was unpredictable, but the fluctuation in Faraday Corporation’s share prices seemed suspiciously orchestrated.
Most people wouldn’t notice, but Madeline had a sharp eye for such manipulations.
“Stop buying it,” Madeline typed back to Louis, her slender fingers tapping on the keyboard.
The share price was too volatile, and anyone who jumped in now was likely to lose money.
“Say, Maddie, are you that enigmatic investor who always hits it big?” Louis inquired playfully.
Madeline gazed thoughtfully at the screen before typing a calm reply, “Did you fall asleep with your head on the ground and wake up still dreaming?”
Louis was left speechless. He’d never won an argument with Madeline, who always remained composed and elegant, never stooping to insults or profanity.
Madeline was feeling overwhelmed as she glanced at the papers spread out before her.
She had never enjoyed reading when she was in school and would often doze off after just 30 minutes of reading.
But despite this, her mind would absorb all of the information she needed in that short amount of
Madeline remembered the doctor telling her during a physical examination at the hospital that her brain was different from that of ordinary people, meaning that she was exceptionally intelligent. However, this also meant that she had to be careful not to reveal it so as to avoid becoming an experimental subject.
From that point on, Madeline made a point to avoid physical examinations.
Madeline shook her head, feeling slightly dizzy. It looked like she would have to visit the hospital again.
Meanwhile, at Yarwood Hospital, a caretaker stood guard outside a ward, urging. “Mr. Faraday, please reconsider. Mrs. Faraday is in a fragile state right now. Going inside might worsen her condition.”
“Mrs. Faraday said that you can only come in if you take Ms. Jennings home,” the caretaker
reiterated Agnes’ words after a moment of hesitation.
Sebastian pursed his lips tightly, suppressing the sadness in his heart, and asked, “How is Agnes. doing?”
The caretaker shook her head. “Her blood pressure stabilized briefly, but your divorce triggered her again, causing the tumor in her brain to start spreading. The doctors say that without prompt. surgery, even the miracle doctor may not be able to save her.”
Sebastian’s eyes narrowed. He hadn’t expected the situation to be so dire.
But he had yet to find the miracle doctor.
“Schedule the surgery for next week,” Sebastian said in a low voice.
He decided to abandon the search for the miracle doctor. Even if he found one, Agnes might not survive long enough for the doctor to treat her.
Instead, he would invite foreign doctors to perform the surgery in a week’s time, hoping for a higher success rate.
Sebastian stepped forward, and the caretaker quickly blocked his path. “Mr. Faraday, please, I implore you not to enter,” the caretaker pleaded, fully aware that she had no real authority to stop him.
Sebastian narrowed his eyes. “I’ll just take a look from outside,” he said, stepping closer to the glass door to catch a glimpse of Agnes.
In today’s visit, Agnes looked frail but still had the strength to flip through a photo album belonging to Madeline.
On the other hand, Sebastian avoided looking at her and instead focused on the ground.
He couldn’t quite understand his own thoughts about Madeline.
It seemed that everything in his life at the moment revolved around Madeline. “How could this woman be so capable that she swayed even his grandmother? Or was it him who wanted everything to be connected to her in some way?” thought Sebastian to himself.
Sebastian felt like he was trapped in a never-ending cycle and the one at the center of it all was
none other than Madeline.
Sebastian reached into his pocket to grab a cigarette, but then he remembered that he was at a hospital and decided against it.
“Please take care of my grandmother. Call me if anything happens,” Sebastian instructed the caretaker, leaving his business card with her before making his exit from the hospital through a side door.
As fate would have it, Madeline arrived through the front door just as Sebastian left.
Though he walked with his head lowered and missed her, Madeline caught a glimpse of Sebastian’s slim profile.
The ties between them seemed unbreakable.
For years, Madeline had been in love with him, and she knew his scent like the back of her hand-she could pick it out from a mile away.