After their affectionate exchange, Angela nodded briefly at Cathy before leaving the office.
She certainly knew how to carry herself with an air of importance.
As soon as Angela left, the smile on Lucas's face disappeared. His voice returned to its usual coldness. "You know this is what I owe her."
Yes, if not for that car accident three years ago, Lucas and his beloved might already have a child by now.
Cathy responded calmly, "Since President Wilson cares so much about Miss Angela, why not personally return to manage her career?"
For once, Lucas offered her an explanation. "I'm back now."
That was when Cathy noticed the subtle changes in Lucas's office.
The original executive chair had been removed, replaced with an arrangement that accommodated his wheelchair.
Even the computer on his desk had been swapped for a brand-new model.
It wasn't enough that he assigned Angela to her-he had truly returned to the company after three years, all because of her.
For the past two years, Lucas had refused to accept his disability, shutting himself away and rejecting any visitors.
She had tried persuading him for years, to no avail. Yet the moment Angela returned to the country, he miraculously recovered his drive.
The power of a long-lost love was indeed formidable.
Cathy took a deep breath and said to Lucas, "I understand, President Wilson."
...
Within half a day, word spread across Star Media-their big boss, Lucas Wilson, had officially returned to oversee the company.
Another piece of news quickly followed, Angela had signed an exclusive contract with Star Media, and the company had assembled the most extravagant team ever for her.
Makeup artists, stylists, assistants-nearly ten people, all dedicated solely to Angela's needs.
Even the company's vice president, Cathy, had become Angela's personal agent.
It was obvious to everyone-Lucas was determined to make Angela a star.
And yet, until now, many had assumed that Cathy, who had been managing the company for the past three years, was The Wilson family's chosen daughter-in-law.
Turns out, she wasn't.
In just a few hours, Cathy's Facebook inbox was flooded.
Several artists reached out for information, while others showed up at her office directly.
Right in the midst of this, her assistant, Daisy, rushed in.
"Sister Cathy, the artists are in an uproar."
Cathy frowned-so much had happened in half a day that it felt like an entire week's worth of chaos.
"What happened?" she asked.
"Iris said Angela seduced President Wilson to get ahead. Angela demanded an apology, and they started arguing."
Iris was a talented and dedicated actress, but her straightforward personality often got her into trouble.
With the entire company on edge over Angela's arrival, conflicts were inevitable-but Cathy hadn't expected it to happen so soon.
She grabbed her phone and headed for the door. "I'll go check."
She arrived either too late or just in time-the matter had already been handled.
The directive from the executive office was clear, effective immediately, all of Iris's business engagements and scheduled appearances were suspended until her contract expired.
As Cathy processed the news, a message popped up on her phone.
It was from Lucas.
"I don't want to hear any negative news about Angela."
Iris was dumbfounded by the absurd punishment. She stormed up to Cathy. "President Green, everyone in the company knows Angela was just President Wilson's kept woman three years ago. I only spoke the truth-was I wrong?"
Cathy exhaled slowly. If she knew Angela was a "kept woman," then why provoke her?
"Iris, words can be dangerous," Cathy said, brushing off Iris's grip on her wrist.
She turned to the rest of the talent department, adopting the authoritative stance of a superior.
"Gossip and rumors have no place within the company. Let this serve as a warning-think carefully about Iris's fate before speaking next time."
Perhaps, at that moment, they finally realized just how much Angela meant to Lucas.
An irreplaceable presence.