My CEO Wife Panicked After Our Divorce
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Chapter b64 /b
bMichael /bwas greedy and never satisfied.
Jessica sneered coldly in her heart but kept a calm expression on her face.
“Michael, you know the entertainmentpany under the Hall family isn’t top–tier in the industry, while the Wilder Jewelry ranks in the global top five. I’m a businesswoman–giving you the entry–level line is already generous. The luxury line was bdecided /blong ago.”
Seeing Jessica’s displeased expression, Michael quickly said, “That’s not what I meant. I just hope to make more achievements so I can help you in the future. Since that’s the caseb, /bI’ll follow your arrangement.”
Today was only to settle details, not to sign a contractb, /bso Jessica wasn’t in a hurry.
“Do you have a meeting at noon? Let me treat you to lunch,” Michael asked with a smile.
Jessica didn’t answer. Maggie knocked and came inb, /bfirst ncing at Michaelb, /bthen turning to bJessica/bb. /b“Mr. Green is hereb. /bHe said he brought lunch for youb, /bMs. Wilder, and is waiting in the office.”
‘Chris is here!‘ Jessica’s eyes lit up. ‘Looks like he knows to apologize now.‘
Jessica was very pleased.
But in front of Michael, she still had to keep up appearances. She frowned and asked impatiently, “Why is he here again?”
Michael naturally yed the good guy and hurriedly grabbed Jessica’s arm. “Calm down. Aren’t you guys in a partnership? ying along won’t hurt, we can’t let the shareholders see any problems. You go ahead, I’ll head back now.”
With that, Michael picked up hisptop and left.
Jessica didn’t rush back to the office.
“How’s the investigation going? Where did the woman who didn’t show up that day go?”
From a distanceb, /bthe moment Michael’s figure disappeared as the elevator doors closed, Jessica’s expression instantly turned
cold.
Originally, she was here to watch the show. She thought that Jordan’s mother would definitely make an appearanceb, /bbut she didn’t see the woman even after the end of the banquet.
Only after asking Calum did she learn the woman had indeed left the hotel, but no one knew where she went.
Now the person had vanished right under their noses–they had to find her quickly.
“We’re searching,” Shannon said softly, fearing to anger Jessica. She probably knew Michael was going to actb, /bso she ran baway /bthat day. As long as she’s alive, we’ll find her.”
Jessica stood at the door staring toward the office, her fingers twitching slightly. “As soon as possible. The dead are no use to ius/ii./ib” /b
“Yes, Ms. Wilder.”
‘ed, so he
While Jessica was away, Chris helped tidy up many things on her desk. Usually, Jessica was busy and didn’t like the cleaning staff to move her things around, documents and pens were scattered everywhere. Chris wasn’t afraid of getting sc took the chance to organize.
One documenty open in the center. Chris picked it up to close it and saw his own name.
It was the report Shannon had investigated about Michael hiring online trolls, clearly stating Michael targeted Chris
deliberately to escte the situation.
He quietly read for a while, then closed it and set it aside.
+25 bBONUS /b
Actuallyb, /bhe wasn’t surprised.
bMichael’s /bhostility toward him bwas /balready quite obvious–just buying online trolls, not going as far as trying to kill him bwas /bsomewhat merciful.
Chris nced at the timeb, /bthen took out the food and set it up.
When bJessica /bbcame /bbin/bb, /bshe immediately saw his gentle profile and her heart softenedb. /bThe anger she had held two days bago /balso bfaded /bquite ba /bbit.
But she still walked in with a dark bface/b.
“Why are you bringing me lunch?” bJessica /basked as she sat down.
Chris smiled and handed her the cutlery. “I know you’ve had meetings all day and probably didn’t have time bto /beat. I’ll have lunch with you and then leave.”
Jessica snortedb, /bbut her body was honest–she picked up the cutlery and began to eat.
She had only drunk a cup of coffee that morning in a rush, and after several meetingsb, /bher head was a bit dizzy. If she didn’t eat soonb, /bshe would probably faint in the afternoon.