“Anyway, I have to catch Winston before the police do.”


    Men, especially those in love, tend to be verypetitive.


    Both Justin and Be hung up their phones almost simultaneously


    and turned around to face each other.


    “Let’s go to Linny’s funeral tomorrow morning,” Be said, her eyes


    slightly red.


    “Yeah, let’s go together,” Justin replied.


    After a moment of contemtion, Justin embraced Be’s waist as if


    preparing to embark on a long journey, pulling her gently into his arms.


    “Be, there is an important project discussion tomorrow. As the


    president, I need to be present. I might have to leave for a business


    trip for a few days.”


    “How many days?” Be asked as she took a deep breath.


    “Maybe five days, possibly ten?” Justin felt uneasy, even though he


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    knew it was a white lie. Deceiving the person he loved the most


    weighed heavily on his conscience.


    Be blinked and asked, “Where are you going?”


    “Inalia,” Justin lied, feeling guilty as he met her gaze.


    “Alright then, take care while you’re away,” Be replied calmly.


    All of a sudden, Justin embraced her tightly and said, “Be, please


    wait for me toe back.”


    Without saying a word, Be slowly wrapped her slender arms around


    him. Her actions expressed more than words ever could.


    *


    The dense night fog surrounded everything, with the moon hanging in the sky. Despite it being early


    spring, persistent overcast skies and drizzle had kept the temperature low.


    “Tomorrow morning, the maid from the Salvador family will beid to


    rest.”


    In thevishly decorated room of Pivotage, Christopher sat on the sofa with his legs crossed as he


    faced away from his secretary,


    swirling wine in his ss.


    “Oh.”


    “Ms. Thompson will definitely attend. After all, that girl sacrificed


    herself to save her. If Ms. Thompson goes, how could Justin not


    attend?”


    Taylor hesitantly approached him and asked, “Will you be attending?”


    “She’s only a mere maid. Even if she saved Be’s life, there’s no need


    for such amotion, right?”


    Christopher smoothly sipped his wine as he gazed through his icy and mocking eyes. “Had she not


    shielded Be, she would have


    remained a lowly maid forever.”


    He continued, “But now, things are different. Because of her wise decision, she has be Be’s


    savior. Be will always remember


    her kindness, and her family will be well-treated because of her sacrifice. No matter how you look at it,


    it’s something worth sacrificing everything for.”


    Taylor listened quietly, sweat forming on his back.


    Christopher had the talent for making irrational and unreasonable statements appearpletely logical


    and justified. Despite his


    cruelty, he always maintained a serene smile that put people at ease


    around him, like soaking up the spring breeze.


    However, this was only the case under specific circumstances. If


    provoked or if someone touched his belongings or coveted them, he


    could instantly turn into someone cruel and unforgiving.


    Christopher finished his drink, his gaze deep as sadness devoured


    him.


    His decision not to go was not because he didn’t want to. It had been


    a while since hest saw Be, and the longing for her made it hard


    for him to sleep or eat properly. He felt restless in his soul.


    However, showing up unannounced tomorrow would only deepen h


    resentment toward him. He had already fallen behind Justin by a ste


    and couldn’t afford any more setbacks.


    Just then, the door creaked open slowly as Yvonne entered with a furrowed brow, holding an envelope


    in her hand.


    “Mr. Iverson, the person you sent has returned with something.”