"Mabel?" Kyle Kinston’s voice rang out.
"Yes, I’m... now at the entrance of your Corporation. I want to see you, is that okay?" she said.
"Do you want to see to plead for soone, or do you just want to see ?" he asked.
She bit her lip slightly, "I want to see you and also want to plead for Uncle Kong once more."
"If you just want to see , I’d naturally be happy, but if you’re here to plead, then there’s no need. This matter is non-negotiable." Kyle finished speaking and hung up the phone.
Mabel Quinn stared blankly at the phone in her hand. It seed that as long as she intended to plead for Father Kong, he wouldn’t even want to see her. How truly...
anwhile, in Kyle Kinston’s office, there was a dead silence. Caleb scarcely dared to breathe. Elder Kinston had been staying at the tavern for several days now; clearly, there was trouble again with Miss Qin. Earlier, when Miss Qin called, Elder Kinston had hesitated a long while before picking up.
This kind of hesitation was sothing Caleb had never seen before.
And after ending the call with Miss Qin, a forbidding aura of hostility enveloped Elder Kinston, as if he was about to go on a rampage, making Caleb even more uneasy.
Yet, at this mont, soone pushed open the office door and ca in.
"It seems, in Mabel Quinn’s heart, her good friend still holds more weight." Francine Howards walked in with a charming smile. She had co over, looking for an excuse to probe into Kyle’s current relationship with Mabel, but unexpectedly, she overheard the phone conversation from outside the partition.
Though she only caught the last sentence, it was easy to piece together the context. Hearing that Kyle had been staying at the local tavern for the past few days, she had already had so inklings.
Sure enough, things were developing in the way she most anticipated.
"What are you doing here?" Kyle Kinston asked coldly, eyeing her.
"Just delivering a docunt. This ti, the physical examinations for your Corporation in City J are handled by our Hospital; I need to confirm the examination ti and the number of people," she replied. This really wasn’t her responsibility at all, but she had deliberately taken it on.
Caleb quickly said, "Dr. Howards, I’ll have the person in charge coordinate with you." This kind of thing didn’t actually require Elder Kinston’s concern; it should be settled by them.
"No need to trouble yourself," Francine said, thrusting the docunt into Caleb’s hands. "Just coordinate for , confirm the dates and numbers, and let know."
"This..." Caleb glanced at his superior, and seeing no response, he left with the docunt.
Thus, the room was left with only Francine Howards and Kyle Kinston.
"You can leave now," Kyle Kinston said coldly.
Francine, however, stepped forward instead, "Kyle, why do you insist on keeping at a distance? You know how I feel about you; for you, I’m willing to do anything. But Mabel Quinn? What can she do for you? She talks about love, but when sothing happens, she isn’t standing by you. Such a woman isn’t worthy of your love, is she?"
"Have you said enough?" Kyle Kinston’s voice turned even colder, "Get out!"
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