The Silent Wife

After coming out of the factory, Rachel said goodbye to Jefferey. Then, she drove out of the area. But suddenly, she stopped by the side of the road, got out of the car at lightning speed, and retched while holding on to a tree on the roadside.

At the thought of how Jefferey had forced her mother to death, she couldn't wait to cut him to pieces. Earlier, the feigned courtesy with him made her feel sick in the stomach and very disgusted.

At Burton Group, Frankie led Rachel through the cubicles in the finance department and said, "Miss Hudson, this is your office." Turning to everyone, he added, "Gather around, guys. Stop the work in your hands for a moment. This is our new deputy finance director. Let's get to know each other."

The staff in the finance department all got to their feet and greeted, "Hello, Miss Hudson."

Maybe it was because Frankie had already told the staff in advance, so everyone in the finance department didn't act surprised at the fact that Rachel was a mute, and they seemed friendly. After Rachel greeted each of them, she returned to her office.

Actually, Justin merely sent her here as a pretense, and she didn't actually have to do any work. Therefore, she wouldn't really have any interactions with the staff here. Her only job was to keep an eye on the Hudsons' movements.

Suddenly, a knock came on her door, and she raised her head to see a familiar face-Gloria.

On the other hand, Gloria wasn't the least bit surprised to see her. Standing with her back straight in front of her desk, she placed a document on Rachel's desk and said with a smile, "Miss Hudson, this is the document President Burton wanted me to send here. Also, he asked me to check if there's anything else you'll need."

hipped through the document, closed it, and pushed it back to her. 'Shouldn't this be sent to the legal department? Did you come to the wrong place?'

"Maybe I sent it to the wrong place, then."

Quietly. Rachel stared at her and started writing something on the memo pad. 'Are you doing this on purpose?'

Gloria read the graceful writing on the memo pad and exclaimed, "You're very smart, Miss Rachel!" She

giggled and continued, "Justin is away at the moment, and I was very bored until I heard some secretary saying that a new deputy director has arrived in the finance department. So I came over to confirm my guess."

'What was your guess?'

"When I saw you speaking with him on the balcony that day, I already had a hunch that you have an extraordinary relationship with him, but I didn't have the opportunity to ask. Looks like I've guessed it correctly! You're Justin's wife, aren't you?"

Rachel's heart skipped as she measured up the young girl in front of her. Below the age of twenty, she should be at the most innocent period of her life-simple and candid.

But if she was really simple and candid, she wouldn't have appeared next to Justin. All of a sudden, Rachel became wary. "Who are you?'

"Me?" Gloria asked, blinking. With a sly expression, she sald in a purposeful manner, "Miss Rachel, what you really want to ask is the relationship between Justin and me, isn't it?"

The spot between Rachel's brows twitched. The look in this young girl's eyes was very intelligent, untainted and clear. With just one look, Rachel could tell that she was very well protected, which was why she could point out the things she observed so bluntly.

"Well, you can make a guess about my relationship with Justin."

Rachel frowned. 'I can't guess it! And neither do I want to, she added in her mind.

"Are you angry?" Gloria asked, blinking at her suddenly. "But I heard that you have a very good temper."

Her words caught Rachel by surprise, but just then, another knock came at her door.

"Miss Hochmann." It was Frankie this time, and he seemed relieved at the sight of her. "President Burton is back and looking for you now. Why did you come here?" Gloria said, "I was bored so I was just walking around. Why is he looking for me?"

Frankie's eyes darted to Rachel hesitantly, and his voice turned into a whisper. "Well, President Burton found someone to buy some palmiers because you like it."

"Really?" Gloria exclaimed with sparkling eyes and immediately walked toward the door. When she reached the door, something popped up in her mind suddenly, and she turned around. Waving at Rachel as she giggled, she asked, "Do you like palmiers, Miss Rachel?"

Rachel felt a wrench in her heart, and she shook her head grudgingly.

Looking as though it was unfortunate, Gloria sighed and said, "Alright, I'll eat it by myself, then. He doesn't really like sweets as well."

Then, she disappeared from the door, leaving Rachel feeling suffocated, as though something was stuck in her chest. It was as if the air couldn't reach her lungs, and it was hard to breathe.

So there exists such a woman whom Justin is willing to take care of attentively, she thought.

In the evening, Rachel asked Hans out for dinner.

"I've gone through the legal documents you gave me. The lawsuit with Hudson Pharmaceuticals is very difficult indeed. It can also be seen from these lawsuits that they never resolved its financial crisis from before."

Rachel was puzzled. But when I married to the Burton Family, Jefferey had made a deal with Justin and got a rather huge sum of money.

"Maybe this hole is a bottomless pit, and that money Isn't enough at all."This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Even though Jefferey agreed to let me have access to the internal works of Hudson Pharmaceuticals, I still haven't seen the core financial status. Most of the members in the finance department are his confidants.

"Be patient. There will be a solution in the end."

Rachel nodded.

"Let's not speak about this. You don't look so good recently. It must be too stressful, isn't it?"

I'm fine.

"Since the first day I knew you, I already know that you're the kind of person who would carry all the burden by yourself. You can really be such a bore," Hans said, rolling his eyes at her. "Eat some meat to replenish your protein." Then, he cut a piece of beef and placed it onto her plate.

Initially, Rachel wanted to thank him, but for some unknown reason, her stomach felt queasy at the sight of the meat, and she quickly covered her mouth.

"What happened to you?" he asked with a concerned look in his eyes and stood up.

It's nothing. I'm going to the washroom.

Crouched in front of the toilet in a cubicle, Rachel retched, but nothing else came out except her stomach Juices.

When she stood up, she felt her eyes spinning, and could only try to recover as she held onto the wall.

Then, she heard the sound of high heels clicking on the floor from outside. "I got it, Dad. How can I forget when you've said it more than a few hundred times?" Hearing the familiar voice, Rachel stopped her hand from opening the cubicle door. Amber? What is she doing here?

Outside, Amber directly put her call on loudspeaker mode as she placed her cell phone next to the basin. While retouching her makeup, she continued the call.

"It's the information on the internal tender, after all. So, it won't be that easy to obtain. I've only managed to ask Justin out for dinner today. I can't make it too obvious."

"Get it done as soon as possible. The deadline is drawing close. You have to get it before the day after tomorrow."

"I'll get it, for sure. You should just wait." She reapplied her lipstick delightfully in front of the mirror and continued, "Dad, you still have to rely on me at times like this. What can you expect if you rely on that mute who is siding with others? I'm hanging up now. Justin is still waiting for me at the dinner table."

The conversation ended. Finally, Amber left, and Rachel breathed a sigh of relief. Information on the internal tender?

After returning from the washroom, she appeared a little absent-minded, and Hans asked with concern, "What's up with you? Are you feeling unwell? I'll bring you for a checkup at the hospital."