"Graduated from a prestigious school, impressive resume," the assistant answered.

But what he found was only Charlotte's domestic resume.

Felix was dismissive. "What's a good resume going to do? The Frost family is wealthy and powerful. they don't need their wife's resume to make an impression."

The assistant guessed, "Well... maybe Mr. Frost just prefers this type of woman?"

Men have different tastes and preferences. Some like red roses, while others prefer gardenias.

Felix took this in and, flipping through the documents, pondered, "So she's in Jeswood now?" "Yes."

"Let's go."

Felix grabbed his car keys and was ready to leave in a hurry. The longer he delayed, the greater the chance the project would fall into someone else's hands. And he was determined to win it. "Mr. Lennox..." The assistant hesitated. "We... we can't afford to offend them either."

Felix paused for a moment. "What do you mean?"

It was just the founder of the Charlotte Jewelry. Besides, he wasn't going to do anything extreme. He was just going try to persuade or coerce Charlotte to come back to Jelaston and continue to be Mrs. Frost. The assistant handed him his phone, showing recent news. "Do you know who owns the property Charlotte is staying in Jeswood?"

"Who?" Felix glanced at the phone and was immediately infuriated. "The Smith family? Didn't he die two years ago? Even if Charlotte has some connection with him, I'm not afraid of a dead man!" "Recent rumors say he's not dead."

The assistant continued, "SZ Technology belongs to him."

Felix was shocked. "What? Is the news reliable?"

"It should be. It came from a partner in Jeswood."

After the assistant finished, he asked, "So... should we reconsider going to see Charlotte?"

"We're going!" Felix squinted his eyes

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as he strode out. There were many kinds of relationships involving property. That person from the Smith family didn't seem like someone who would hand over the

reins easily.

Compared to being a hidden lover, becoming a legitimate wife would be much more stable.

When I said that I didn't know who my mom was, Yasmin was somewhat surprised. However, accustomed to handling big problems, she quickly returned to normal. "Was your father not good to you when you were young?"

"No." I was actually reluctant to

discuss my background, but in front of her, I seemed to have no defenses and was willing to share. "In fact, my parents treated me very well when I was young. It was only two years ago that I learned I was adopted."

"You got lost when you were little?"

"Not exactly." I shook my head, feeling a bit bitter. "At that time, I was probably kidnapped by my biological father's current wife. I escaped, and my adoptive parents rescued me... Then something happened that caused me to lose my memory for many years."

Yasmin's expression tightened as she seemed to recall something. "Your biological father didn't do anything when she kidnapped you?"

"I don't know why either..."

I hesitated before speaking, "It seems my biological father doesn't like me much either. Maybe... it has something to do with my biological mother." "Have you ever thought about trying to replace them?" Yasmin asked sympathetically.

"Of course." I sighed softly. "But I don't know where to start. Even the only thing she left me has been lost."

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