All Chapters of Leading My Family to Glory: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“What?” Chauncey Yacovone was slightly taken aback.Dickson Watt opened the black bag he was carrying and took out his black nunchucks.“Seems like you deserve my Knight’s Rod.”“Knight’s Rod?”Chauncey seemed to remember something as his expression darkened suddenly. “Are you perhaps West Suez’s…”Before he could finish his sentence, Dickson charged toward him, with his Knight’s Rod swinging menacingly in his hands.Nunchucks were not an easy weapon to handle. A person who did not know how to use it would not fully realize its potential in battle. In fact, it might become a deadly burden.However, every weapon existed for a reason.Placed in someone else’s grasp, it could turn into a deadly weapon.With the nunchucks in his hands, Dickson’s aura completely changed.Just like when Thor had his trusted hammer, Mjollnir, in his hand.Whoosh! The nunchucks made a loud sound as it sliced through the air.Dickson once again charged toward Chauncey.However, it was a completel

It was eleven o’clock at the site of Autumn Field Group’s Prime City branch office.Standing right outside the office and looking at the name of Autumn Field Group displayed on its outer walls, Winifred Zea’s emotions were running high.This time last year, she would not have expected her business expansion into Prime City.All of these happened thanks to Tyr Summers, her beloved husband.With Carson Yorke’s help, the process of setting up the business here was smooth as butter.Joseph Zea’s son, Tom Zea, was given the responsibility of managing the Prime City branch. He was trustworthy, just like his father, and was impeccable in his work and social capabilities.With Tom on the helm here at Prime City, Winifred had no worries at all.She did not inform him of her visit, as it was supposed to be a secret visit.It had been a while since she wanted to visit, but she could not make it till today due to her busy schedule.Right now, she had a resume in her hands. A prop she prep

The reason Hans Foster claimed that Autumn Field had signed the international stars that the city center invited during the concert was so he could trick ignorant young women. After all, Autumn Field was the only external company that could run advertisements during that concert. This was enough proof of the city center’s relationship with Autumn Field. Hence, the credibility of Hans’ words was high. Sure enough, Hans quickly changed the subject. “Miss Zea, it’s so meaningless to be a fashion designer, slaving yourself away just for a minuscule salary. “Miss Zea, are you interested in becoming our company’s model?” “Model?” Winifred was stunned. “That’s right. With your qualities, Miss Zea, you can become our company’s fashion model. I can also guarantee you that if you’re good at your work, you’ll definitely have a chance to share a stage with international celebrities. Our company can even nurture you into an international star.” By now, Winifred was fuming with anger.

“Pre-… President.” For a moment, Hans Foster was frightened. Never in his wildest dreams did he imagine that he would offer a casting couch to Autumn Field’s president. Hans was baffled. ‘You’re a psycho, aren’t you, Winifred Zea? Why did you pretend to be a job seeker at your own company for no apparent reason? If I’d known, I’d never have done something like that to you,’ Hans mused. “Tom Zea, give me an explanation. Why is a degenerate like him here in our company? Moreover, this branch is currently in need of talents, but you have given such an important position to him?” Winifred snapped. Tom was speechless for a moment like he had some hidden worries, but he couldn’t say it aloud. Meanwhile, Winifred was seething with anger. “Talk!” “President Zea, uhm…” “What ‘uhm’? I said, talk!” Winifred barked. Tom took a deep breath and spilled the beans. “Director Foster was recommended here by Young Master Jenkins.” “Young Master Jenkins? Which Young Master Jenkins?” Wini

Today, not only her domineering aura but also Winifred Zea’s way of speech was becoming more and more like Tyr Summers. She was no longer the weak girl she was before, but an emperor’s empress! And her emperor was Tyr Summers. Tom Zea found himself frightened by Winifred’s dominance, so he didn’t dare to say anything anymore and could only leave. Winifred was left alone in the office. She walked over to the french windows and looked at the scenery outside. Just then, a cab stopped at the company’s entrance, and Tyr came out of the vehicle. “Sweetheart, how are things?” Two minutes later, Tyr appeared through the door with a smile on his face. Winifred sighed. “Horrible.” Tyr frowned. “What’s wrong? Didn’t I already send my regards to Uncle Yorke about Autumn Field starting a branch here so he could get the arrangements done? What? Could there be someone in today’s Prime City who dares to go against Autumn Field?” Winifred was quiet for two seconds before answering, “Not t

“Definitely. Brother Ocean, you just have to threaten her a bit, and she’ll do anything for her company,” Hans Foster added. At this, even Ocean Jenkins became excited. “Then, what are you waiting for? Get her out here to meet me.” At that moment, the human resources department’s door was pushed open, and Winifred Zea came out with Tyr Summers. Once he saw Winifred, Ocean’s eyes were fixed solely upon her. “She… She’s truly a masterpiece on earth.” “Are you okay?” Winifred and Tyr hurried over to Tom Zea and helped him up. “I’m fine.” Tom shook his head, but his face was now swollen. “Who slapped you?” As Winifred looked at Tom’s swollen face, fury burned in her heart. “Pre-… President Zea, uhm…” Tom stammered. “Was it him?” Winifred pointed at Ocean while the latter’s lips broke into a grin and answered, “That’s right. It was me. President Zea, are you still thinking of helping your staff regain justice?” However, Winifred didn’t bother to answer him. She turned to

Ocean Jenkins was going numb from the pain. His expression was savage as a demon’s. He kept mentioning his identity as the Jenkins family’s young master and wanted to destroy Tyr Summers and Winifred Zea. “The Jenkins family.” Tyr chuckled, his grin filled with disdain. “Forget your Jenkins family. Even if all three of Prime City’s prominent families were here, they’re nothing more than a speck of dust to me.” Having said that, Tyr simply lifted Ocean and threw him out like a dead dog. “If you have the capabilities, then call your people over. I’ll be waiting here,” Tyr said. “You have some nerve. Just wait, just you wait!” Ocean was wailing as Hans Foster felt his scalp prickle. Hans quickly retreated to outside the company. From his point of view, Tyr and Winifred were too insane and lawless. Not only did they cripple the Jenkins family’s young master, but they also dared to declare that they had no respect for Prime City’s three prominent families. How was this any differe

“You’re on the verge of death but you still have the nerve to act tough. Seize them both and destroy this company!” Ocean Jenkins roared and the crowd behind him became aggressive again. However, a peculiar smile appeared on Tyr Summers’ face at that moment. “I can bet that none of you would dare to take action.” “What?” Everyone was stunned. “Look around you,” Tyr said. Just then, from all directions of the street, several cars drove over. They were all expensive luxury cars as well but looked more conserved and steadfast. None of them were as flashy as the young masters’ sports cars. The car doors opened and one after another, middle-aged men began to appear at the scene. For a moment, the world was silent. Three seconds later, the rich young masters Ocean had called over began calling out. “Dad, why are you here?” “Uncle, what did you come here for?” “Grandpa, weren’t you at an important meeting in the office? Why are you…” Startled voices began ringing out every

For a moment, every rich young lad stayed quiet. It was no wonder their older generation was so furious, and they regarded Tyr Summers as a deity. He was a f*cking god. By the time Carson Yorke was done talking, he had reached Hans Foster and Ocean Jenkins. “Who the f*ck do you guys think you are? Do you have any idea who owns Autumn Field? How dare you come here and cause trouble! Do you know who Tyr Summers and Winifred Zea are? And you’ve dared to offend them.” Carson was infuriated as well. With a wave of his hand, Jay Blade and Yoshua Murray came up to drag both men away until they were out of sight. Meanwhile, Carson went over to Anson Jenkins and casually said, “Old Jenkins, of your son and the Jenkins family, you can only save one. You make a choice.” Anson shuddered before prostrating on the ground, allowing Ocean Jenkins to yell and shriek while he dared not make a sound. If he lost a son, he could just make another one. However, if the Jenkins family was lost, everyt

Moreover, the budget of three billion dollars for this movie was not to hire some renowned celebrity. The main expenses were allocated into production, so the quality would be top-notched. Also, the script itself was perfect, so once the movie was completed, the results would be terrific. Although Snow Fenner was now an A-list celebrity, there weren’t many changes to her life. She only had Lily Zimmerman following her everywhere. The company had wanted to arrange a few assistants and bodyguards for her, but Snow rejected them. Snow was a child from the countryside who wasn’t spoiled nor had a temper. It wasn’t like she couldn’t take care of herself, so why would she need so many assistants? As for bodyguards, there was even less need for them. Her current schedules were all confidential, so fans would not harass her. As for celebrities commonly seen departing from planes with a huge team of bodyguards fending off their fans was just the celebrity hiring fans to cause a trending t