My Fantasy Becomes True

"Zoe, I love you,"

Benjamin Jiang said as he hugged Zoe Cao from behind. The cold breeze made the hem of her dress fly, and she began to tremble from the cold.

As his familiar scent surrounded her, Zoe Cao felt a strange sense of fear in her heart.

"Benjamin, I am parched. Could you bring me a glass of red wine, please?" she asked as she turned around and faked a smile.

Benjamin Jiang let go of her hand and walked towards the control room located on the first floor. Once he was out of sight, Zoe Cao took one look at the vast, endless sea and decided that it was the perfect opportunity to carry out her plan.

Minutes later, she jumped into the ocean while looking at him.

"Benjamin! Help me! Please!" she screamed, attracting his attention. Her voice was heard loud and clear as she fell into the ocean.

Benjamin Jiang immediately rushed out of the control room with a frown. When he looked down at the sea, all he could see was boundless water. There was no sign of Zoe Cao.

"Zoe! Zoe!" he shouted, while holding the railing tightly with both his hands.

His anxious cries resonated across the surface of the deep blue ocean. Finally, he spotted Zoe Cao, who was about to drown. However, he couldn't jump in and save her because he didn't know how to swim. All he could do was stand on the deck and shout as she sank deeper and deeper into the water.

"Zoe! I can't let you die. How could you do this to me? Why would you even do such a thing?" Benjamin Jiang roared when he couldn't see Zoe Cao anywhere on the surface.

He was overwhelmed by the agony of losing the one he loved. He waited on the deck, completely mortified, for the lifeguards to arrive. But by the time they arrived, she was already gone.

Three years ago, in the Jiang Group offices

"Mr. Jiang, this is the first half of this year's profit report. 8.9 billion dollars is our profits as mentioned in our financial statement. And here's a report on our stock prices. The last year, each of our shares was worth 4.99 dollars. And now, they are priced at 10.97 dollars per share," his secretary said. He would come by Benjamin Jiang's office every day with documents and reports, and update him about their current situation.

Benjamin Jiang ignored him and walked up to the large French window. He was dressed in a black suit, and his hair was neatly slicked back with just a touch of pomade. He always managed to smell like the best Prada perfume. He would look down from the window every day and frown upon the people who walked on the street.

Benjamin Jiang was the new CEO of the Jiang Group. He came from a family which had provided the corporate world with successful financial tycoons for generations. People were shocked to see how efficiently he managed the business only days after becoming the CEO.