Chapter Thirteen: The Feltman Family
The Dei Group, to the outside world, is a multinational corporation that is no different from any other, spanning across finance, real estate, international trade and many other fields. The group's CEO, Mu Vito Feltorn, is the adopted son of former CEO Robert Feltorn. At a young age, he managed this massive company, which always led to some dissatisfaction among industry insiders. In previous years, there were people who looked down on him and secretly plotted against him, trying to push him out of his position. However, in the end, not only did they fail to move him an inch, but they also ended up ruining their own futures, never to recover again. After several attempts, those who had previously been eager to take action were all deterred, and they came to realize that this young Mu Vito was not someone to be trifled with. Perhaps, he was even more terrifying than the old Feltorn.
The Feltonton family, thus rose to prominence in the political arena, no one knew their origins, nor could anyone find out how many people were in the family, but no one dared to offend such a family again, and even less dare to offend this region, a person named Mu. Vito-Feltonton...
Snow had shut down the computer, this was all she knew about her husband for a week. The servants here all called him Mr. Mu, and those two who sent her back on their wedding day called him Boss, she could imagine he might be a very powerful person, but never thought that he was from the Filton family.
The Fairton family, what a resounding name. Even someone as unworldly as her has heard of it. So, she's risen to great heights, has she?
Perhaps for all the girls, it's a dream come true, but for her, among the three thousand weak ones, she only wants to take one scoop and drink, what a pity, the fallen flowers have intention, but the flowing water is ruthless.
Her hand unconsciously touched the left side of her chest, but there was nothing there. She suddenly remembered that she had long put the brooch at the very bottom of the trunk. Mei Yi said, "Since you're here, then stay." Her mother was taken care of, so let her be at ease. She also knew that her mother was safe and sound, but somehow, she couldn't put her mind at rest. Subconsciously, she still missed another person, only this kind of missing had already lost all meaning.
She stood up and pulled open the curtains of the study, sunlight suddenly poured in, the room was not air-conditioned, but it didn't feel hot.
The villas here, located on the Golden Coast of Fifth Avenue in Manhattan's Upper East Side, are home to New York's wealthiest people. Even if you don't go out, you can see the scene in the compound from upstairs every day: luxury cars with extended bodies, children wearing expensive private school uniforms, nannies pushing exquisite strollers in and out, and the old money smell and conservative values lingering in the air, exuding a charm tempered by capital and time.
She stood quietly in front of the window, always having a moment of daze, feeling like it was a dream, and she couldn't wake up from this dream.
There was a sudden knock at the door outside, and then I also heard the voice of the maid, Zhen Jie, saying respectfully: "Madam, Mr. Fujino has arrived..."
Dear ones, don't be anxious. Starting today, I'll post the first part of the face-to-face confrontation scene. I have to go to a meeting now and will update again when I get back. Those who can't wait can look at it tomorrow.
