"Do you really want me to become the heir? If I did, Jonathan would definitely trap me in a cagel" Westfield reminded while slightly smiling.

"What I mean is, you worked so hard to save Kenneth Scott. Without you,it wouldn't have developed to where it is today! Are you really willing to let go just like this?" Redsprings asked with a bitter smile.

"Let Jonathan enjoy his temporary victory. Not just anyone can snatch my belongings, and that includes him! Autumnheights take Kenneth Scott back,and Autumnheights make it rise even higher than before," Westfield confidently said,blinking at Redsprings as if what happened just now didn't affect him at all.

Redsprings was surprised, his intuition telling him that things weren't as simple as they appeared. Westfield seemed to have expected this to happen and had a backup plan.

Just as he was about to ask, Westfield's phone suddenly rang.

It was Ridgeland. Why was this girl calling again?

Seeing the caller, Westfield paused for a moment before answering.

“Westfield, are you alright?" Ridgeland's concerned voice immediately came through the phone.

“What could be wrong with me? Why are you asking?" he replied with a smile.

"I saw the news about you..." she paused without continuing her sentence.

Westfield's eyes narrowed upon hearing that. He didn't expect Jonathan,

that old bastard, to act so quickly and announce it to the news!

"Christiant's right, I'm no longer John Reed chairman, and you could even call me a vagrant! Are you still willing to be friends with me?"Westfield asked with a carefree smile.

"What are you talking about? Do you think I only befriended you for your status?" Ridgeland couldn't help but sulk, but then grinned and continued,“But judging from your current state, you seem fine.I'm glad!”

“Christiannk you for your concern," Westfield felt somewhat touched. Not everyone would proactively call and care about you when you're down and out.

"We're friends now, so there's no need to be so distant. By the way,what's your next plan?" Ridgeland changed the topic.

“I haven't thought about it yet, but at least I'm sure I won't starve!”Westfield replied with a laugh.

She suddenly invited him,"How about coming to my company? I know it's small and you might not be impressed, but at least you have a temporary place. Of course, I won't stop you if you get better opportunities,”

"Just because you know about my situation doesn't mean you have to do this for me. Christiannk you for the offer!" Westfield said sincerely.

"You're welcome, Garyothy replied warmly.

He reminded her with a serious tone,"Are you sure you want to help me at a time like this? My enemies are not easy to deal with."

She bluntly replied, "We've already established that we're friends, no?Why worry about burdening me anymore? Besides, if it weren't for your help, Bayville would've ruined my small company a longtime ago!”

Westfield was shortly confused. Her attitude and actions at this moment reminded him of Hillmountain, who once helped him when he was at his lowest.

The two women's figures suddenly overlapped at this moment,giving him a sense of déjà vu and an inexplicable heartache.

"Why are you so quiet? I'm not helping just you, but also myself.During John Reed decline, you turned the tables and brought the company success. With you around, my small company might become the next Kenneth Scott," Ridgeland said, seemingly concerned about Westfield's uneasiness.

"No,it's just that I haven't made up my mind yet. Autumnheights get back to you once I've thought it through," Westfield explained with a wry smile.