Veild Bride : Love From An Enigmatic Husband

Chapter 71

Chapter 71 Chapter 71 Jack did not rush her. He stood in the wind and waited patiently. His messed-up hair did not dampen his allure. It was not that he did not feel cold. Rather, he was in good shape and could handle it. The temperature was at least ten degrees lower than when they were hiking up the mountain. Violet looked away awkwardly after buttoning up the last button. Jack ran a rough estimation of the time in his mind before reaching out to her. Violet’s pursed lips turned into a smile and stretched her hand out. She took his hand. Their hands were clasped together once more before they began to head down the mountain together. Her body immediately warmed up after putting on his coat. Violet’s understanding of this man had deepened a little more. He was not a man who fancied to be exceptionally superior and placed himself above commoners, was he? He still had some compassion in him. “Don’t get me wrong.” Jack seemed to guess what she was thinking. He spoke co olly, “I don’t want you to catch a cold. I don’t want to owe you anything. After all, I was the one who had brought you here.” “You don’t need to explain. I won’t overthink it,” Violet responded. The wind howled as the dark clouds loomed closer…

Meanwhile, a Tweeter post by Jared was blowing up every facet of society! Jared had publicly expressed his approval of Jack and Violet and wished them a happy life together, forever. His sincere. words had dropped like tons of bombs. Jack and Violet were now trending as one of the most searched people on the internet. Servers everywhere were almost jammed thanks to the multitudes of discussions and comments. All sorts of media platforms were scrambling to report it. Meanwhile, everyone at the Yancey Group who cared about the president’s love life was bewildered.

“Mr. Sullivan, has the president fallen in love recently? When did it happen?” Someone asked in shock. Others thought it was incredible. “That’s right! We’ve not noticed a thing! When did it happen?” “The news came from Jared’s Tweeter, doesn’t that make it very reliable? Is this true, then?” “No, I think this is just too strange! Why isn’t he dating someone else? Why is he dating Miss Yeager? She is a clueless girl who doesn’t know her place! How can the president be dating her after how she dumped him at the wedding? Where is his pride?” “This is not Mr. Yancey’s style of doing things!” “Yeah, doesn’t Mr. Yancey bear a grudge against her? She’s already very lucky that he didn’t kill her.” One of them still felt indignant about the wedding. Some people speculated, “Jared’s Tweeter must’ve been hacked, right?” “Jared hasn’t posted anything the whole year round! This sudden congratulatory post doesn’t sound like him at all!” “Mr. Sullivan, you’re the closest with Mr. Yancey. You should know the clearest what’s really happening. What on earth is going on?” Various voices bombarded his ears. Michael, in his black trenchcoat, was in full view of their stunned and shocked expressions. All the executives and chiefs set their eyes on the executive assistant, awaiting his official answer. Michael rubbed the tip of his nose and raised an eyebrow. “This isn’t official business, so I’ve never asked. I don’t know how true it is.” “Mr. Sullivan, don’t do this! Snoop around a bit. This isn’t a company secret anyway.” “How can you not know when you’re with him every day? How much have you heard?” “But the thing is, I really don’t know,” Michael replied them gently. “Go back to your work. The contract with Jared has been signed so there will be arrangements for a celebration soon.” After saying that, he turned and left. He moved like the wind; his figure looked tall and attractive, as always. 1/2 15:59

Chapter 71 “This is typical of Mr. Sullivan. His lips are sealed tight.” “Do you “I feel…” think it’s true?” Another individual who was flabbergasted at the news was Theo Yeager. There were still loose ends to be tied up although the company was now insolvent. Theo stood in the bright and spa cious office of the company president’s office. He could not help but feel despondent. This had once been a busy place where many deals had been done. Today, however, it was a desolate place without so much as a shadow of a ghost. A man in a suit and leather shoes strode quickly into the lobby, then the elevator. He encountered no one else along the way. The premises were empty, like an abandoned, haunted building. He came out from the elevator and walked towards the president’s office— Send Gift Comment 2/2Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.