CHAPTER 327: CHAPTER 327: COULDN’T HELP BUT KILL YOU

The next morning, the landlord called, and Susan Wilde went over to sign the rental agreement, arranging to move in the day after tomorrow.

After returning, she simply packed her belongings, which were just some clothes and work documents, and they barely fit into one suitcase.

Erin Bishop also enthusiastically offered to drive Susan Wilde on the moving day.

"Shaw, I’m going upstairs to take a shower first, it’s too hot."

Suddenly, Rowan Alder’s voice sounded outside, and Susan Wilde paused her movements, leaning against the door to listen. She didn’t expect them to come back at that time.

"Okay, you go ahead, I’ll make dinner."

Hearing the footsteps halfway up the stairs, Rowan Alder asked again, "Is she home?"

Shawn Rhodes replied, "Why do you care? Hurry up and wash up for dinner."

It seemed like the two had reconciled, but Susan Wilde didn’t expect Rowan Alder to still dare to come here.

Shawn Rhodes feigned indifference, but after Rowan Alder went upstairs, he went to stand by Susan Wilde’s door.

Hearing footsteps approaching, Susan Wilde quickly stepped back, returning to the bed and pretending to nonchalantly organize the clothes on it.

Without even knocking, he used the key to open the door and come in.

He originally intended to check on Susan Wilde’s injuries, but upon entering, he immediately saw the suitcase leaning against the cabinet by the door.

"Going on a business trip?" he asked.

Without turning her head, Susan Wilde answered, "Moving out."

Shawn Rhodes frowned, "Did I agree?"

"I wasn’t planning on asking for your permission, this is my own decision."

His expression turned displeased, but Susan Wilde still did not look at him.

"Fine, if you want to leave, leave far away. Dying outside would be best."

Susan Wilde stood up with the sorted clothes, placing the ones she didn’t intend to take back into the cabinet, then looked at him with a smile, "Unless you hire someone to kill me, I shouldn’t die that early. Oh, I forgot, you don’t need to hire anyone to kill me, you could just do it yourself."

Shawn Rhodes found her sarcastic smile as glaring as the white bandage on her forehead, and he was easily provoked by her.

"Susan Wilde, I’m really afraid I’ll lose control and kill you one day."

Susan Wilde continued to smile, "Then when you plan to kill me, give me a heads-up. Maybe I can prepare some weapons to kill you in self-defense and get a reduced sentence. Who knows, once I’m released, I might inherit my deceased husband’s estate, and your spirit can hopefully bless Laura with some food to eat."

For the first time, provoking him felt like a particularly satisfying achievement.

Shawn Rhodes suppressed his anger and coldly asked, "Where are you moving to?"

"Simon Rhodes’ place."

He sneered and, hearing Rowan Alder asking him something from upstairs, left Susan Wilde and headed upstairs.

Not long after, Simon Rhodes came downstairs and went straight to the kitchen.

A few minutes later, Rowan Alder’s voice echoed in the living room, saying, "Where did this cat come from? Get lost!"

Susan Wilde came out to see Rowan Alder kicking the kitten away with her foot.

"Meow~"

Susan Wilde went out, picked up the kitten, and was about to take it to her room.

Seeing her, Rowan Alder mockingly sneered, "Oh, you’re home? What’s up with your head? How did you get hurt? Just because Shaw doesn’t like you doesn’t mean you should self-harm."

Susan Wilde hadn’t intended to argue with Rowan Alder, as long as Rowan didn’t stir up trouble, she would ignore it, but she didn’t expect Rowan to enjoy provoking her.

Without answering Rowan Alder, she carried the kitten straight to the kitchen, where there were already two dishes on the table, looking quite appetizing.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, your mom called in the afternoon saying she’ll be dropping something off later."

Shawn Rhodes glanced at Susan Wilde, and then at Rowan Alder standing by the door. Rowan immediately panicked, "Your mom doesn’t like me, I should leave."

"Wait, we’ll go out to eat." After saying this, Shawn Rhodes put down the utensils, picked up his coat and car keys, and after Rowan Alder changed clothes, the two of them left the house.

Susan Wilde smiled, went to the kitchen, ladled some soup from the pot into a bowl, scooped a bowl of rice, and thought having a ready meal was quite something.

Actually, Mrs. Rhodes didn’t call her at all, and Shawn Rhodes was likely doubtful but chose to take Rowan Alder away just in case.

At the same time, Shannon Quinn was eating the dinner that Landon Sutton prepared himself. Except for occasionally taking them out to eat, he cooked almost every day.

Shannon Quinn and Leo gained some weight, maybe Leo grew a bit taller, while Shannon Quinn did indeed become plumper, though compared to other pregnant women, she was still relatively slim.

"By the way, honey, did your company hire someone new?"

"That’s the HR department’s business, I don’t have to worry about such trivial matters."

Implying he didn’t know.

Shannon Quinn continued, "Mom told me this morning that a friend of hers has a daughter, graduated from Kingsbridge, who’s going to work at your company."

Landon Sutton responded coolly, "Oh, our company has quite a few high-achievers, it’s not surprising."

Shannon Quinn: "It’s because they know my mom’s daughter is married to you, and they wanted to ask if you could look after her a bit at the company. I heard she’s a very smart girl, only twenty-three, her achievements must be a family pride."

Landon Sutton: "You’re also the pride of our whole family."

Shannon Quinn rolled her eyes, "Just keep an eye out, if the girl genuinely has talent, maybe you could shorten her probation or promote her slightly, it would give my mom’s friend something positive to tell others. Can you imagine her chatting with her friend, bragging about how wonderful her son-in-law is? It makes you look good, right?"

Landon Sutton asked, "What’s her name?"

Shannon Quinn replied, "I think it’s Sharon Griffin, I haven’t met her, but I’ll come to the office with you in the morning to see."

The next day, Shannon Quinn took the chance during the morning meeting to find out that Sharon Griffin worked in the planning department.

Everyone in the company knew Shannon Quinn’s status as the boss’s wife. Luckily, since it was working hours, even if people noticed her, they didn’t make a fuss.

Shannon Quinn stood by the door and glanced around. Most of the employees in the planning department were experienced, which made the early-twenties Sharon Griffin stand out.

She didn’t go over to say hello, just observed quietly, concluding that Sharon Griffin seemed to be a serious young woman. Actually, Sharon wasn’t much younger than her, but perhaps becoming a mother made her view recent graduates as kids.

When Sharon Griffin was about to deliver some documents, she noticed Shannon Quinn by the door and immediately recognized her, though she hesitated, unsure of how to address Shannon.

Shannon Quinn warmly greeted, "Just call me Shannon, your mom mentioned you started working here, so I came to check on you. Are you getting used to it so far?"

Sharon Griffin nodded, "Yes, the seniors take good care of me, and the work atmosphere is much better than at my previous internship. It’s certainly thanks to President Sutton’s exemplary management."