Chapter 12

A smart man—it was a skill to be sharp and tactful too.

Kayson grinned and left the place.

At the same time, the chairman of the Gillete Group, Wilson, barged into the general manager's office in Wolfenden Corp to see Sadie.

“Ms. Wolfenden, how does it feel to survive after the crash? Nice?” Wilson mocked the girl who was said to be the prettiest in Clouspring.

Sadie scowled. “Do you have to resort to something so despicable, Mr. Gillete?”

Wilson smiled nonchalantly. “Listen to yourself. You wouldn’t not know what I did when I was younger, right?

“I was just utilizing some old tactics. How was that despicable?”

Once Sadie thought of the accident yesterday, she could still feel a lingering fear and found it hard to recover from that.

Wilson’s gaze turned savage. “Sadie Wolfenden, give up on Dickinson International, or you’ll pay for it!

“You know very well who Horacio Palfrey is. Anger me, and one Horacio Palfrey is enough to ruin you!”

Sadie felt her heart lurch, but she gnashed her teeth and refused to back down.

Wilson was getting impatient, but his phone rang, so he answered it aggressively, “What?”

The other end of the line said something that caused him to spring up in shock. “Horacio Palfrey’s dead!?”

He regretted it as soon as the words left his mouth, but it was too late to say anything. He hung up and leveled an unnerving stare at Sadie.

“Sadie Wolfenden, consider yourself lucky! But it’s just one Horacio Palfrey. I can get another one! We’ll see if you insist on fighting for Dickinson International!” Wilson threatened and left Sadie’s office in haste.

It took Sadie a while to recover. She found it hard to believe that the mafia boss of Clouspring, Horacio Palfrey, was dead. It was a tremendously good piece of news to her!

She quickly called her father to share the news, the father and daughter rejoicing in it. After all, this meant that Wilson’s threat level had decreased!

Sadie was in a good mood and hummed a tune. She even felt that the boring documents became interesting. When she was about to finish work, she called her best friend to ask her out for a drink in celebration, but the latter was busy.

She came to the project department to see The Tetrad but could not help the frown when she opened the door and did not see Kayson.

Easton got up promptly and grinned obsequiously, “Ms. Sade, what brings you here?”

Sadie asked flatly, “Where’s Kayson?”

Easton swallowed the term “Mr. Kace” just in time to put on a despising expression. “That fella? I haven’t seen him for the whole day! Who knows where he’s gone to!”

“Skipping work, huh? Deduct $1,500 off his pay then.”

First, it was Horacio’s sudden death, and then she got to deduct $1,500 from the jerk’s salary. Good things came in pairs today!

Sadie hooked a finger. “Easton, let’s go! Come drink with me!”

She was here specifically for Easton. It was not like it was the latter’s first time to go drink with her.

“Sure thing, Ms. Sade!” Easton agreed cheerily. It had been days since he went out for a drink too.

Sadie could care less that Kayson had skipped work. She took Easton for dinner and headed straight to a bar.

Where was Kayson? He was at Bwell Therapeutics.

After settling Horacio’s matter, Zachary summoned him to Bwell Therapeutics. Zachary passed the treatment fee that the Tinsleys had paid to him—it was not much, just $15,000.

Kayson did not accept it but left it with Zachary when he was unable to refuse it. It was inevitable that he would buy herbs there anyway.

Jeremy looked hesitant, like he had something to say but ultimately stayed quiet. After he left, Zachary probed, “Kayson, Mr. Tinsley Sr. has a birthday party at the Emerald Manor in the western suburb the day after tomorrow. Are you interested in going together?”

Realization struck Kayson. This was probably what Jeremy wanted to say just now.

“I might as well since I’m free.”

Zachary’s gaze turned warm and loving. He was aware that Kayson was doing him a favor.

“Alright, I’ll call Jeremy and inform him later.”

When it came to dinnertime, Lindsy asked Kayson to stay, so the latter did after sending Sadie a text. After dinner, he was on his way home to the Wolfenden mansion when he received a text from Easton.

[Mr. Kace, Ms. Sade and I are at the Nightyan Bar. Grab the chance. Come quickly!]

Kayson was rendered speechless. ‘Grab what chance?’

He was not interested in the heiress.

Despite that, Easton had already texted him, and he could not just ignore it, so he went to the bar.

…

It was not exactly late, but plenty of people were already in the bar.

Sadie was drinking at the bar counter while Easton waited on her from the side. What else could he do? This was Ms. Sade to him!

A living and breathing beauty was certainly eye-catching in a place like this. Be it the men who had gotten seated or the ones who just came in, their eyes flitted to Sadie.

Sadie drank without care and kept texting Wanda. It was kind of boring to drink alone, but with two pieces of good news in a day, it would be a pity not to celebrate it. Hence, she pestered her best friend, hoping she could come as soon as she could.

Easton was actually there to be the designated driver, so he did not get to drink. His eyes kept drifting to the door, and he was delighted when he finally saw Kayson.

“Eh? Ms. Sade, look, is that Kayson?”