Looking at Shelton, I was struggling in my heart. However, since he was here, I couldn't drive him away. Seeing that I didn't make my position clear, Shelton said, "What? You think I will disturb Glenn and you from enjoying each other's company, right?" "Of course not." I said quickly, "It's just that it will be pretty exhausting to keep him company." "I don't find staying by your side exhausting at all." Shelton reached out his hand to me, "Let's go." I hesitated for a moment before reaching out to him. We three went downstairs together. And we looked harmonious. The ones who didn't know the ins and outs surely would think that we were a happy family of three. It was already late winter. The sky was foggy today. And it snowed lightly. When we came out, there were only a few cars on the road. Looking out of the window, I could only see snowflakes falling on the car window. With six angles which were in different shapes, the snowflak
Hearing my question, instead of looking surprised, Shelton asked me, "How did you know about this?" I could tell that he had long known about this matter. But he didn't tell me. I could understand why he did so. After all, if I knew about this, it wouldn't be of any avail at all. But his question made me realize that both Ned and Shelton suspected that Patrick had contacted me. "Grandpa Cowell called me." I told him the truth. Hearing this, he, who frowned slightly, looked somewhat relaxed and nodded, saying, "It seems that the last time I got in touch with him happened one week ago. Over the past week, no one saw him. Before that, Towering High had long been in a mess." "It is because of the disappearance of AI, right?" I asked Shelton. Looking at me with melancholy in his eye, Shelton nodded and said, "That thing has a great impact on Towering High." "Then who did it? Did you figure it out?" I continued to ask. S
"Kidnapping?" I was even more nervous. However, when it came to this matter, I indeed couldn't do anything about it. "Based on my husband's and his colleagues' speculation, because Towering High encountered an accident before where its AI laboratory caught fire and the documents inside disappeared, the stock price of Towering High decreased a lot. If the public knew Patrick's situation this time, Towering High would basically be doomed." Hearing Nancy's words, I was extremely nervous. In this way, Patrick was quite likely to have been schemed and kidnapped! "Getting rid of the cocoon in excitement, sensing the impulse of glorious rebirth..." After hearing Nancy's words, I looked at the computer screen in a daze. At this time, my cell rang. I looked down. Seeing that it was a call from Shelton, I picked it up. He asked me to have lunch with him, saying that he happened to be free. I hesitated for a moment. Finally, I agreed. I
Touching my neck, I realized that I had come down in a hurry just now and left the scarf on the table. I, who wasn't in the mood to explain, asked him directly, "Regarding Patrick..." "It's cold outside. Let's get into the car." As soon as I said Patrick's name, Shelton interrupted me. He took out the car key, pressed it, and pointed in the direction of the white car next to him, turning on the lights of the car. "Let's talk here." Looking at the car, I had some resistance in my heart. After all, it was so confined inside the car. What if... Seeing through my thoughts, Shelton smiled and said softly, "What we are going to talk about later is related to the lifeblood of Towering High. If someone irrelevant eavesdrops on our conversation and gets it covered in the newspaper as well as online..." "I'll get in the car with you." Before he finished his words, i got his point. I couldn't implicate Patrick. As I spoke, I
Seeing these footprints, I was a little nervous. "Did Patrick sell this house? Or..." I walked forward and pressed the doorbell. No one answered from within. Feeling reluctant, I knocked on the door again and shouted, "Patrick Cowell, are you in there?" After that, I pressed my ear against the door. After a few minutes, I finally heard sounds of light footstep. The sound was sometimes loud and sometimes light, indicating that someone seemed to be going downstairs. "Someone is indeed inside!" "Could it be Patrick?" At the thought of this, I couldn't be more nervous. As I concentrated on listening to the sounds, the door in front of me was suddenly pushed open! Losing my balance, I stumbled into the house hard! And I directly bumped into the one that opened the door. However, the one opening the door seemed to be weaker than me. AfterI bumped into him, unexpectedly, he failed to grasp the handle and fell backward wit
I felt that my heart skipped a beat. After Patrick finished speaking, he leaned over and took over my mouth with the strong alcohol smell in his mouth. Little by little, he kissed me. Although it was a small amount of alcohol, for a moment, I felt dizzy. After he pressed me against the sofa, I subjected myself to his kissing bit by bit. He ignited something dormant in my heart bit by bit. Placing his hand on my chest, Patrick wanted to unbutton my top. All of a sudden, I was sobered up. And I pinched my clothes tightly in a hurry. Seeing this, Patrick was stunned. And he looked at me with a bit of surprise in his eyes. I blushed and said, "No. As long as you are married, I... I won't sleep with you." It was my bottom line. I surely wouldn't abandon it. Hearing my words, Patrick was stunned. After a long while, curling up the corner of his mouth and revealing a beautiful arc, he withdrew his hand, held my waist, and
Seeing my reaction, Shelton was a little surprised. And I was stunned for a moment. Realizing that what I had done just now wasn't appropriate, I quickly approached him, bowed my head, and said guiltily, "I sprained my ankle." Even I wasn't convinced by my own lie. Hearing my words, Shelton put his hands in his pocket and said gently, "Be careful." After picking Glenn up, we went to have dinner. Over the dinner, Shelton seemed to behave himself and no longer did anything too intimate to me. In the evening, after Glenn fell asleep, I lay restlessly in bed and heard that my cell phone rang. I looked down and saw that it was a text from Shelton. And the brief text read, "Come to my house." After reading the text, I quickly put my cell phone aside, pretending that I had fallen asleep. However, I received another text from Shelton soon, which read, "I know you didn't fall asleep. Didn't you sprain your ankle today? I'll help you to check it ou
"Getting rid of the cocoon in excitement, sensing the impulse of a glorious re-birth..." When Nancy asked me how we should name the studio, my cell phone rang. I took a look at it and saw that Patrick was calling me. Yesterday, I had told Patrick my number. I hesitated for a moment and picked up the call, asking, "What's the matter?" Over the phone, Patrick was silent for a few seconds before saying, "I want to tell you that I have gone back to the company and that I may be busy in the next few days. So I probably can't contact you. And I will contact you after the advertising auction is over." "After the advertising auction..." "Okay, I'll wait for your call." Although I said so verbally, I wasn't sure if Patrick and I could meet again after the auction. After I hung up the phone, Nancy asked me, "Why don't we name our studio Swallowtail Butterfly?" "Swallowtail Butterfly?" It happened that the name of my cell phone rin