Feeling frustrated and aggrieved, rk watched as N finished her breakfast and left the table. As he stared at her retreating figure, he mmed his fork and knife onto the table, startling Patricia, who was seated nearby.
“Mr. Sumner, is the breakfast not to your liking?” Patricia asked.
rk rose from his seat and departed without responding, hist expression stern.
As soon as he got into his car outside the vi, his phone rang. Seeing that it was Cindy calling, he answered with a frown. “Mom, what’s the matter so early in the morning?”Content is property of N?velDrama.Org.
“rk, did you know N can’t have children?!” Cindy demanded.
rk’s expression turned icy as he asked, “Did Jordyn tell you?”
“Never mind who told me. If she really can’t have children, you need to divorce her immediately!” Cindy insisted.
Hermanding tone made rk’s gaze harden. “Mom, this is between N and me. You don’t get to make decisions about it. Also, I don’t want anyone else in the Sumners to know about this. If it gets out, it won’t benefit me in any way. I hope you understand that.”
Cindy was infuriated. “I wouldn’t want to tell anyone! Your aunt is alwaysining about N not having kids. If she finds out N can’t have children, she’ll mock me behind my back!”
“Just pretend you don’t know. How we handle this is our business,” rk said, his tone final.
Upon hearing rk’s warning tone, Cindy’s anger intensified. She was trying to help him, and now he was shutting her out?
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“Fine! If you don’t want me involved, I won’t interfere! But don’te crying to me if you regret itter!” With that, Cindy hung up angrily.
rk’s eyes remained cold as he drove directly to Jordyn’s ce.
N parked her car outside her office building and walked to the elevator, where she encountered Erin.
Erin held a file in one hand and a food container in the other, smiling warmly.
“Good morning, Ms. N,” Erin greeted when she saw N.
N nodded in return. “Good morning, Ms. Hulle.”
“Have you had breakfast? I brought some, and I don’t think Mr. Damon and I can finish it all. Would you like to join us?” Erin invited.
“No, thank you. I’ve already eaten,” N replied.
Erin looked a bit disappointed. “That’s too bad. I brought breakfast from. Amy’s Shack.”
Amy’s Shack had been a popr spot for decades, often requiring at least a month’s wait for average customers. For someone like Erin, though, nothing was out of reach.
N smiled and said, “That is a shame.”
They chatted casually until the elevator reached the seventh floor.
As N stepped out, Erin suddenly spoke up. “Ms. N,st night when Mr. Damon and I were at the bar for business, I saw Mr. rk and his secretary there too. They seemed… quite intimate.”
N instinctively turned back but saw only the elevator doors closing.
As she walked to theb, she reflected on Erin’s words. Was Erin
offering a friendly warning, or did she already know about rk’s affair?
Regardless, N dismissed the concern. She was focused solely on her work and uncovering the truth about the Harris Pharmaceuticals incident from six years ago. Everything else was irrelevant.
Back in theb, she quickly immersed herself in her tasks.
For most people, experiments might be tedious, but N enjoyed the methodical process. It was simpler than dealing with people.
Experiments had only two oues–sess or failure.
People, on the other hand, introduced countless variables, and a slight misstep could unintentionally offend someone.
When Erin entered Damon’s office, he was reading documents. Without looking up, he said, “Ms. Hulle, just leave the files on the desk. I’ll review them when I’m free.”
Raising an eyebrow, Erin remarked casually, “Mr. Damon, I ran into Ms. N downstairs. She seems unaware of Mr. rk’s affair.”
Damon frowned and looked up at her. “Ms. Hulle, this doesn’t concern you, does it?”
Seeing the coldness in his eyes, Erin felt her heart sink. Her suspicions were confirmed.
She asked, “Mr. Damon, does Ms. N know you like her?”