Chapter 248 Chapter 248
Claire wouldn’t stop attacking until she saw Caroline’s life reduced to ashes. Perhaps the realization that Caroline was happy and hadn’t been destroyed by her breakup with Edward was eating away at her from the inside. Or, worse yet: Claire had seen Caroline at the audition for director Kleber Meirelles the day before. She had probably reached out to her contacts, found out that Caroline had landed the third female lead in the series, and panicked. Ruining her half-sister’s reputation online was the quickest way to get the studio to cancel her contract.
All the pieces fit together perfectly.
As she thought about the magnitude of that cruelty, Caroline’s fury crystallized.
It seemed she couldn’t just move on. That scum wouldn’t leave her alone if she simply backed down. And if she continued to sit idly by, allowing herself to be attacked without striking back in kind, she wouldn’t be Caroline Ford. She’d be a doormat for others to walk all over!
Caroline was the kind of person who avoided unnecessary conflict, but once she decided to fight back, she left no stone unturned.
Nicholas noticed the murderous gleam in the eyes of the woman before him, and a smile of pure fascination and approval spread across his face.
“You can do whatever you want with her.” Nicholas leaned across the table, his hoarse voice promising total destruction to her enemies. “Miss Ford, I am your weapon now. I am willing to cooperate with you and finance your revenge, unconditionally.”
Here is the edited version, focused on deepening the contrast between Nicholas’s kindness toward Caroline and his relentless cruelty as CEO, as well as highlighting the major twist involving the Ford family home!
Sara called in the middle of the meal. The teenage prodigy confirmed exactly the same thing: the post’s IP address came from the Ford mansion’s router.
Sara was seething with rage on the phone. If Caroline hadn’t calmed her down with a firm hand and plenty of persuasion, the girl would likely have hacked into the Ford house’s security system or taken a taxi there just to drag Claire by her hair. Fortunately, Caroline managed to stop her from committing a crime.
After hanging up the phone, Caroline’s mind began racing, meticulously plotting her revenge. The silent fury left her so lost in her thoughts that she didn’t even notice what was happening right in front of her.
When she looked down, she noticed that a small mountain of the restaurant’s finest side dishes had piled up on her plate.
Nicholas reached across the table and lightly pinched her cheek, bringing her back to reality. “Don’t waste your energy thinking about that scum right now. Eat something first. You can plan her destruction much more clearly once your stomach is full.”
“Oh.” Caroline blinked, surprised.
As she picked up her cutlery, she noticed that the filet mignon on her plate was already perfectly cut. The pieces were exactly the size of a delicate bite, ready for her. Meanwhile, the steak on Nicholas’s own plate remained untouched. He had spent the last few minutes serving her.
A sweet, warm, and cozy feeling washed over her.
She had to admit: although Nicholas Wolf seemed to the rest of the world like a distant, unapproachable tyrant, when he decided to take care of someone, he was devastatingly kind.
Feeling that she wouldn’t be able to come up with good ideas on an empty stomach, Caroline smiled and decided to enjoy the steak prepared by the most powerful man in the country.
President Wolf’s Surprise
After lunch, Nicholas drove the Lamborghini back to campus.
Since he still had an empire to run and a mountain of paperwork in his office, they chatted for just a few more minutes in the car before saying goodbye. Caroline was in the habit of taking a short nap in the afternoon, and since her classes wouldn’t start until 3:00 p.m., she walked back to the dorm with an incredibly light heart.
Half an hour later, in the imposing skyscraper that served as Wolf Corporation’s headquarters.
Nicholas stepped out of the private executive elevator directly onto the 37th floor. The air around him had already returned to its usual glacial temperature.
He had barely taken two steps down the main corridor when Bratt Malike, his chief assistant, hurried toward him.
Bratt stopped at a respectful distance and reported immediately: “President Wolf, the financial plan was a success. Mr. Marcus Ford was unable to cover the shortfall we created. He finally agreed to use the Ford family’s main mansion as collateral to settle the debt. We can officially finalize the property transfer documentation tomorrow morning. The house will be yours.”
Nicholas’s lips curved into a lethal, satisfied smile. “Very good.”
As soon as the deed was in his name, he would transfer it to Caroline. It would be a little surprise. Stripping that parasitic family—who had mistreated her for years—of their roof and pride, and putting the mansion in his wife’s name… she would be delighted.
At the thought of the smile Caroline would give, a flash of warmth and genuine joy softened the CEO’s dark eyes.
Bratt Malike froze momentarily, forgetting to breathe at the sight of his boss’s expression.
President Wolf almost never smiled. And on the rare occasions when he did smile in the corporate world, it was that predatory smile of someone about to bankrupt a rival company. But this smile now… was completely different. It was imbued with pure affection.
Only then did Bratt realize that President Wolf was in an exceptionally good mood.
In fact, everyone on the board felt that President Wolf had been a little different ever since he’d gotten married in secret. Although his oppressive aura and ruthlessness in business remained the same, there was a spark of life in him now. The unbreakable ice statue had gained a heart. The current Nicholas Wolf was infinitely more human than the profit machine of before.
And all of this was thanks to the mysterious young Madame Wolf. Love truly had the power to tame even the most unyielding of tyrants.
Nicholas strode toward the heavy double doors of his office, but as he placed his hand on the brushed steel doorknob, he remembered the disgusting gossip on the college forum.
He stopped abruptly and turned around. The cold, menacing aura returned with full force. “Bratt. There’s one more urgent matter for you to handle.”
Bratt immediately straightened his posture, pen at the ready on his tablet. “President Wolf, please give your orders.”