There was a black Cayenne that was parked in the empty space opposite the alley. The driver withdrew his gaze and looked at Michael through the rear-view mirror. “President Larson, that person just now… I think she looked like Mrs. Larson?”Michael’s face turned green and he snorted. “She’s not the Larson family’s Missus anymore!”The driver did not dare to speak anymore after Michael’s expression turned sour. He walked down from the car and opened the door for Michael, then opened up the map in front of him. “President Larson, the demolition procedures are being processed. It can be completed in a week’s time at the earliest.”“A week?” Michael talked to himself, “How can it be so quick?”The driver was surprised. The procedures being processed quickly so that the project could start as soon as possible was good news. Why did President Larson look like he was not too happy?Michael stood in front of the alley’s entrance, looking out to an apartment complex. He looked absentmi
Serena’s voice was gentle but sounded urgent. Michael’s face darkened. “I’ll be there soon.”Michael walked into the coffee shop and Serena had already been waiting there for a long time. Her hair was in a high ponytail and she was wearing a simple and elegant long dress. Regardless of how she dressed up and the aura she released, Serena was like a beauty from a noble family. Michael stared at her ponytail, and his heart suddenly fluttered. He walked to the chair opposite her and sat down. “Did you wait for a long time?”“I just arrived as well.” Serena laughed and asked him considerately, “Michael, do you still drink black coffee?”Michael nodded. “Why did you need me so urgently?”Serena bit her lip and her face was a little worried. “I… Saw Christina. She’s not doing well now.”Michael did not give any further reaction and only responded with, “Mm.”Serena knew immediately that he already knew about this. Maybe he had already met up with Christina. She felt very uncomforta
Once Christina returned home, she looked at the material Ariel gave her from beginning till the end and analyzed them thoroughly. As compared to the other popular Blind Date Reality Shows on TV, there were a few things that were different. The female guests would appear on the stage holding a mask and introduce their hobbies, interests, values, and their thoughts about love and family. The male guests off the stage would freely choose the female guests that they liked and ask them questions. If the female guest had a good impression of the male guest, she could ask him questions in return. If both of them liked each other, the female guest would then take off her mask. In other words, as long as the female guest did not make a choice, she could be wearing the mask forever and earn some money quietly.Christina finally understood what Ariel was saying. This was surely a chance to get easy money. No wonder Ariel wanted her to go so badly and even said this was a good thing for her
Matthew randomly said the last sentence. When those words traveled into Michael’s ears, they sounded very harsh. Matthew was well-known for being a womanizer. Michael was surprised that Christina would be in contact with such a Casanova, she really did not value herself. Also, Matthew was recently attracted to a model and they were in the passionate stage. He was obviously cheating on both of them. After he thought about it, Michael curved the corner of his lips and subtly insulted him by saying, “You’re a man of many tastes, Mr. Henderson!” Matthew actually thought Michael was referring to the incident where Christina bit his hand, so he randomly replied, “I’ve no choice. I like playing with excitement. Plus, the more interesting, the better!”Michael’s expression turned completely gloomy. Matthew’s words had changed the meaning and made him extremely angry as though there were grey clouds above him. “I initially thought that Mr. Henderson was here for work. I never thought
On the way back to the Larson family’s house, Michael sat in the back seat with his eyes closed. The driver thought he fell asleep and reduced the speed of the car. Only Michael knew that he could not actually fall asleep. All he had in mind was the image of Christina and Matthew being together. Michael finally met the person he was searching for the past three years, but there was not even a hint of happiness seen on his face. At most, there was only anger and hurt. Where had she been for the past three years? How did she end up with a person like Matthew Henderson?Michael was very confused. His thoughts were very fuzzy as he returned to that morning three years ago. That morning, when he returned to the villa, Michael noticed that it was unusually quiet and not a single sound was heard. He went downstairs to look for any activity. Finding nothing, Michael dragged his heavy feet back upstairs and opened the bedroom door, but Christina was nowhere to be found. Michael had
Matthew Henderson did not bring Christina Williams back to the company after dinner. Instead, they went for a stroll at the local park and window shopping at the shopping complex. Losing her patience, Christina reminded him of the emergency meeting scheduled at 2:00 p.m. Annoyed and pissed by this, Matthew reluctantly drove back to the company.The meeting which was supposed to be 2- hour long ended in half an hour’s time. Complaining of a backache as soon as he got back to the office, he ordered Christina to give him a back rub.In the middle of the massage, an assistant delivered a document to his office. As Matthew went through the papers, his frivolous grin wiped off his face as solemnity overtook it. Christina quietly placed a cup of tea by his front desk as she stood by a far corner waiting for his orders.A moment flicked past before Matthew raised his head. “Do we have anything scheduled for tonight?”“Yes. You have been arranged to meet Director Carter from the Ministr
Her sight blurry, Christina Williams was still not convinced that the man by the door was Michael Larson. All she knew was that she would never forget that voice as long as she lived.A sense of superiority surrounded him as he stared coldly at the private room without a slight hint of emotion underneath his eyes. She closed her eyes as tears flowed out from their corners. She would rather be raped than let the man see how downcasted she looked right now. “President Larson? What brought you here?” Mr. Carter stood up from the couch as he looked at Michael. A smug look immediately overcame his face. Michael gave a light reply, “Why’re you messing around in my territory, Mr. Carter? Don’t you owe me an explanation?”Michael had never interfered with his business and the way he spoke was still cold as usual. There was nothing weird about it.It was just that he used to take advantage of other women here before. Michael Larson had never stood up for any of these women, so why now?
As the ruckus grew, so did the crowd that stood by the door to the private room. They looked on, realizing almost immediately that the duo fighting were no ordinary men as they pulled the two away from each other.They were both good fighters, yet they looked rather pitiful as blood covered their faces.Matthew Henderson’s assistant rushed over to help him up. “Are you okay, President Henderson? Do you need to go to the hospital?”Turning his head back, Matthew spat and pointed his finger at Michael Larson’s face. “I’m fine. How dare you touch my woman, Larson! Just you wait. I’ll get back to you or my name won’t be Matthew Henderson!” Michael did not bother to explain. “I’ll do just that.”With this, Matthew dragged Christina Williams out of the private room. Blood formed around his forehead and trickled down his chin. It was quite an intimidating look. Christina could see that Matthew was rather intoxicated from the fight earlier on. It was only natural if he lost to Michael