Chapter 650: Clues to the Real Murderer

Adrian Law also felt a faint worry rising in his heart.

“Cecilia, have you thought about whether helping that girl like this has any benefit for you?”

“…”

Cecilia Vaughn hesitated for a moment.

“Are you afraid that my kindness will turn into a grudge? Actually, I didn’t plan to help her much, just secured her a spot as an external guest. In the end, after editing, she might only get five or six minutes on TV, maybe even less.”

There’s an old saying in Veridia, ‘a drop of kindness should be paid back with a spring.’

But that’s for the person receiving kindness.

For the giver, there’s more ancient wisdom advising not to seek rewards for good deeds, but Cecilia Vaughn doesn’t fully agree with this.

Reciprocating kindness is best when there’s an exchange; no matter the relationship, one-sided giving means you’re blinded by foolishness.

…

For teenage girls who are fans, they’re willing to spend so much money on idols because, in a way, these idols completed their immature yet colorful adolescence.

Adult fans tend to be more rational, since you don’t know the cost of living without managing a household.

If at that time you can still casually attend various idol concerts and buy luxury endorsements, then you’re truly a second-generation rich or a first-generation wealthy.

…

Cecilia Vaughn disagrees with those girls who clearly have no money, maybe can’t even afford cafeteria meals, yet work hard for months and don’t buy anything just to save up to attend idol concerts.

Cecilia has encountered such girls before.

In her opinion, working hard for your idol and then buying an album or a magazine is also thoughtful, as we should live within our means.

If they’re putting in so much effort, why not first improve their living standards?

…

Seeing Cecilia Vaughn’s mind wandering far away, Adrian Law reached out his long, porcelain-white fingers and lightly touched Cecilia Vaughn’s eyebrow.

“Cecilia, I feel like your thoughts have drifted off.”

“Hmm… you’re right.”

Cecilia Vaughn hesitated for a long while before deciding to adjust her earlier words.

“How about this? After investing in that variety show, we’ll announce that we’re looking for popular food vloggers from the internet to be external guests, giving that girl a chance to compete.”

“If she succeeds, it’s her capability; if not, I won’t regret it.”

She wasn’t really a diehard fan of the girl anyway, just a casual supporter.

Thoughtfully, Cecilia Vaughn reflected that every small piece of goodness in life, when extended with an olive branch in one’s time of need, even if not directly saving, is a gesture worthy of gratitude, isn’t it?

Yet, Cecilia Vaughn didn’t need the girl to know she’d secretly guaranteed her success in the preliminaries.

Beyond that, it’s up to skills.

…

Adrian Law nodded approvingly, gently drawing the girl into his embrace.

“Cecilia, that’s the right way. Sometimes, it’s not just this; there are many places you need to learn from.”

“Since you’ve inherited Radiant Group from your grandfather, you’ll need to manage it in the future. You can’t always play hands-off; you can keep and reward talented people, but never excessively reveal your hand or feed their greed without restraint.”

“Often, others reach their position because someone has unwittingly fueled their ambition.”

…

Managing strategies too?

Cecilia Vaughn was dumbfounded.

She pondered for a while, swallowing a bit uneasily.

“Adrian, are you really so deep-minded? I imagined it; is it that your employees respect you and any decision you make, be it reward or penalty, leaves them in tears of gratitude?”

“That’s an exaggeration.”

Achieving that level is less about leadership and more about brainwashing as a villainous leader.

Adrian Law glanced at a roll of books resting in the living room and handed it to Cecilia Vaughn.

“Cecilia, this is just basic strategy in the business world; you must understand that in the company, you’re the top leader, and must have the decisiveness to say one thing and not the other.”

“And if we have a daughter in the future, don’t train her to be the traditional homemaker, a virtuous wife and good mother type of rich lady-in-waiting, but rather educate her with a wolfish spirit, train her to be a female elite in the business sector, do you understand?”

Cecilia Vaughn instantly grasped Adrian Law’s point.

Yes, haven’t you seen how many wealthy young ladies remain too unaware of life’s harsh realities because their parents never intended to groom them as proper successors, only cherished them as pretty ornaments with pampering, fearing they might shatter in their palm one day.

When they finally have a beloved son-in-law, they might consider nurturing his talent, unaware if he’s truly appreciative or a tiger they nurture to turn against them.

…

As if recalling some past events, Adrian Law sighed with some difficulty.

“Sometimes when I think of Nancy I feel regret, because she was too naïve, thinking people were too kind.”

Including his mother, Nancy Law’s education was more focused on piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting, cherishing her without teaching her that life is unpredictable, even close relatives may not be kind, and strangers must be approached with caution.

Many parents’ perspectives were misguided from the start.

You groom your child like a lamb; she may be as pure and innocent as Snow White; she may find the man who initially promises to love her forever, maintaining her innocence even without her parents.

Yet, as seasons change, hearts shift, haven’t you seen loving couples turn against each other after years of marriage? A fragile person living in a crystal world might shatter when her illusions are broken, discovering broken mirrors and incomplete realities, how could she bear it?

…

Cecilia Vaughn understood these principles of dealing with people; she admitted the man’s words made sense but still hesitantly glanced at Adrian Law.

“Adrian, you haven’t used these methods on me, have you?”

Adrian Law’s handsome face darkened suddenly.

“Do you think my kindness towards you always has ulterior motives?”

“No, no, no! Of course not!”

Knowing she said the wrong thing, Cecilia Vaughn quickly wrapped her arms around Adrian Law’s arm, obediently bowing her head to admit her mistake.

“Okay, okay, I just wanted to say, it’s fine to use these methods on others, but don’t use them on those closest to you, alright?”

“I wouldn’t use them on you.”

“Cecilia, I would never treat you that way.”

Adrian Law hugged his little wife tenderly, inhaling the fragrance of her hair.

While the two were entwined, a phone call suddenly rang.

——Young Master, regarding the ship murder case last time, Nordos police have information and want to contact the Young Madam for a trip abroad!