An Impossible Marriage

Chapter 52

As the person in charge of the project between Soaring Design and Lewis Corporation, Margaret sent the draft to Lewis Corporation after it was completed, knowing that it was her only chance to meet Christopher.

His secretary was there this time, and as expected, her figure was comparable to that of a supermodel. Not only did she have a curvy figure, but she also had a beautiful face and could pull off conventional office attire so well that no one could take their gaze away from her.

Seeing Margaret, she uttered with a blank face, “Just pass it to me. Mr. Lewis usually doesn‘t meet anyone.”

Before Margaret could answer, the secretary took the draft from her and sent it to Christopher‘s office. While Margaret was still contemplating whether she should barge into his office, the secretary had already come out. “Mr. Lewis said that your work is rubbish. It‘s exactly what he said.”

Obviously, Margaret had not anticipated that. Casper was the owner of Soaring Design, and the majority of the designers in the entire design department were experienced designers. No matter what, there was little likelihood of their work being completely rejected.

Noticing the doubts in her eyes, the secretary shrugged resignedly. “Mr. Lewis has personally checked the draft. Time is running out, so you should try to come up with a better draft as soon as possible. Mr. Lewis won‘t make an exception, even if your boss is Casper Flemmington. This is serious business.”

The next moment, Margaret mustered up her courage and charged right past the secretary into Christopher‘s office. “Christopher, I need to talk to you!”

The secretary immediately followed behind. “Mr. Lewis, I‘m sorry. She broke in when I wasn‘t paying attention.”

Shortly afterward, the man behind the desk piped up coldly, “Forget it. You go out first.”

His secretary hummed in response and shot Margaret a complicated look before

leaving

After pondering for a moment, Margaret put on a brave countenance and started, “I know you don‘t want to see me, but it‘s been a few days, and the police haven‘t solved © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

the case yet. The debt collectors must be driving Jo‘s family insane.”

Upon hearing that, Christopher capped the pen in his hand and folded his arms across his chest while leaning against the chair and looking indifferent. “What does it have to do with me?”

“Only you can save her.” She had swallowed her pride and would immediately kneel if he ordered her to.

“Margaret, who do you think you are? Why should I listen to you and help her? Stop wasting my time!” He sounded firm, and there was no room for negotiation.

For a brief moment, Margaret was in a trance and began to suspect that the drunk man who had nuzzled up against her neck and called her Meg was not the man in

front of her. Actually, she had never understood him.

Subsequently, she came to a realization as she was biting her lip. She did not have any bargaining chips. How could she negotiate with him?

Soon, he started to get impatient and ordered coldly, “You can leave now.”

Nevertheless, she remained stationary stubbornly. For a moment, a terrible thought crossed her mind. Since he has such an intense hatred toward me, would it bring peace for the rest of his life if I jumped from here and died? Would that stop him from resenting me?

“Christopher, will the hatred in your heart dissipate if I‘m dead? Since you‘re so friendly to everyone but me, you can actually help Jo, right? But because she‘s my friend, you refuse to help. Am I right? I‘ve never thought that you‘re obligated to be kind to everyone. You‘re a good person. It‘s all my fault. I‘ve tainted your world.”

While she was speaking, Christopher loosened his hands in front of his chest and placed them on the chair‘s armrest. “What are you talking about?”

“If you want me to die, I will not hesitate to comply. Please help Jo,” she enunciated as she raised the corner of her lips slightly.

Moments later, he got up and walked toward her. There was fury in the depth of his eyes. “Are you threatening me with your life? Do you think that your life is valuable in my

eyes?”