Heather frowned and said, "I didn't know it was her car. I didn't purposely ask the driver to hit her car."The collision between the Maybach and the Maserati had attracted quite a huge crowd of onlookers.Craig looked at Heather, then lowered his head to look at Selena, whom he embraced in his arms. He reached out to hug her shoulder, as if protecting her.He softly said, "Whatever has happened has happened. I'll buy you another one. No need to waste our time with others. Your mom is still waiting for us. Let's go."Upon hearing his words, Selena was shocked. She looked up at Craig. Did he just refer to Heather as "others"?Craig only gave her a gentle smile. He ushered her toward the Maserati and opened the door for her to get in.Selena was surprised by his reaction. Sitting in the car, she couldn't help but give Heather a smug look.Craig closed the car door and went around to the driver's seat. Soon, the Maserati left.Craig hadn't been able to make eye contact with Heathe
Heather thought for a moment. "I think it's been about four days.""It's not four days, it's been seven days! Ms. Sutton, have you been in contact with Mr. Elkin recently?"Had it been a week since Tyrone left?Maybe it was because she had been busy editing the script; she felt that time passed quickly and didn't notice that he hadn't come back for several days."No, I haven't. Lucy, do you need something from him? You can call Caleb."Seeing that Heather was not worried at all, Lucy became more concerned, "Why would I need anything from him? Ms. Sutton, Mr. Elkin hasn't come back for so many days. Aren't you worried?""Why should I worry?" Heather absentmindedly savored another spoonful of the chicken soup.There were so many bodyguards protecting Tyrone and maids serving him. Besides, he was with his wife, enjoying his marital life. There was nothing for her to worry about."Ms. Sutton, Mr. Elkin has been gone for so long without talking to you. Aren't you afraid that he has
"Alright, see you in 20 minutes." Heather then hung up the phone and headed toward the door.…In the vice president's office in Simpson Group, Craig sat in front of his desk, dressed in a white sweater and casual gray pants. His head was slightly lowered; a few strands of hair fell across his forehead, giving him a gentle and refined aura.He put his phone down. His elegant fingers pressed against the pen as he signed his name on the document that was spread out in front of him. He then closed it and handed it to the assistant waiting on the side."Send this document to the finance department and have them transfer the money for our cooperation with Ziegler Group."After hearing his instructions, the assistant respectfully replied, "Yes, Mr. Simpson."Craig was still young and had never held a position in the company before. He had just been appointed as the vice president, and no one had high expectations for this seemingly gentle and agreeable young man. Some even thought
"Do you know? I heard that the president and vice president of Simpson Group are brothers, and they’re the same Simpsons who went bankrupt 20 years ago! "They say the Simpson family had a tough time back then, but now they've made a comeback. Isn't that incredible?""I know someone who works at Simpson Group. She said that the Simpson family was ruined by someone back then! I don't know who can be so ruthless. They are worse than animals. People like that deserve to die!"The waitresses were gossiping loudly.Heather turned to look at them, but she froze when she saw Craig coming in through the door. His thin lips pressed tightly together. There was a hint of coldness in his eyes.Evidently, he had also heard the waitresses.Craig strode over and sat down opposite Heather. His tall figure exuded a calm demeanor as he looked at her.Heather started, "You...""Oh my, that's Mr. Simpson! He's so handsome! It's a shame he's already married. Wow, so the beautiful woman is his wife!
However, as soon as Caleb said those words, Tyrone became even more pensive.Heather was doing it for his own good?Ha! How considerate of her!When Caleb saw Tyrone's brooding face, he regretted what he'd just said. Had he said something wrong?With his thin lips tightly pressed together, Tyrone took out his phone, only to realize it was switched off.He turned it on. There was nothing. There were no missed calls or messages.Tyrone chuckled.Seeing him smile, Caleb breathed a sigh of relief and quickly asked, "Mr. Elkin, did Ms. Sutton call you?""Did she call me? No!" Tyrone's expression suddenly turned a terrifying one. He forced the words out coldly through gritted teeth. He stared furiously at the phone screen, which showed no notifications.Tyrone had a gut feeling that if he didn't reach out to Heather, that woman would never contact him!The veins in his tightly clenched hand bulged, as if he wanted to crush the phone. There was suffocating air in the car.Caleb t
Outside that café by the roadside, there was a white coffee table by the floor-to-ceiling window.On the table, there was a vase with a pink camellia. The delicate flowers were vivid and alluring under the sunlight. However, the flowers were overshadowed by the woman seated next to it.Heather was dressed in a light gray turtleneck sweater and a brown coat. Her soft hair cascaded down her back, with a few strands gently touching her face. It was as pretty as a painting.She was holding a cup of water and conversing with Craig, who was seated across from her. Her expression was focused.Craig was in a black suit, listening attentively to Heather.The warm autumn sun shone on them. The scene was unbelievably picturesque.Yet, to Tyrone, the scene stung badly. Sitting in the car, his judgmental gaze fixed on them. The gloomy look on his face was terrifying!For a week, she hadn't called him. Yet, here she was, dressed to the nines, meeting another man!"That's Ms. Sutton! What? An
Jay was consumed by the thoughts of revenge, to the point of sending people to the hospital to kidnap Whitney. With such intention for vengeance, he might do something even crazier.Heather didn't want any trouble, which was why she'd wanted to meet with Craig to tell him about this.Craig broke the silence. His tone was calm but chilly. "You asked me to meet you just to tell me this?"Heather sat there with a complicated look flickering in her eyes.She had wanted to ask him how he had been lately, but given their relationship, it didn't seem appropriate to ask."I understand your feelings of resentment, but since Thomas is planning to sue you, I believe he may not be the one responsible for your father's death. "Maybe you've made a mistake. I assume you wouldn't want to target the wrong person as well, right?"Heather looked at Craig."Did Thomas tell you this? Do you believe everything he said?" Craig's gaze turned colder, and his tone became icy and assertive.Heather fro
"Heather!" Someone called out to her in a chilly tone.Heather paused and turned around. It was Craig. He said coldly, "Since you've chosen to be with Tyrone, stay by his side and don't disturb me anymore! Don't come near me in the future. I don't want to see you again!"Heather looked at Craig with her teary eyes and pursed her lips. "I also wish you and your wife a long and happy marriage!"With that, she left without looking back.Craig sat in his seat, staring coldly at Heather's retreating figure. There was a fleeting hint of pain in his gaze. He had once said he could protect her, but now, being with him would only put her in a dangerous situation.One thing Heather said was true. If she was with Tyrone, Jay couldn't harm her. The man he had once scorned was now the only one who could protect her.Craig coolly looked through the floor-to-ceiling window, watching Heather bend and get into a cab on the roadside.Although he should hate her and take revenge on her, when h