Jared Quinn chuckled, "I can’t do anything about you. Go wash up and have breakfast first. Spend the day resting at ho; I’ll head to the office."
lody Thorne’s gaze fell on his uncovered hand, already awake. She had fallen asleep yesterday, so she forgot about it. Looking at it now, she saw that Jared’s actions from the previous night had caused the freshly healed wounds to reopen.
"Jared, what did you do again?" she demanded, grabbing his hand, swiftly getting out of bed and pulling out the dical kit, expertly taking out the dicine and gauze.
Her small face already showed so anger. She took care of him carefully every day, yet he wasted her efforts like this.
"Jared, don’t move around carelessly!"
Seeing her face filled with a bit of anger, the esteed CEO didn’t dare to remove the gauze.
"I’m going to the company with you." lody Thorne picked up so clothes to change into and went into the bathroom to wash up.
...
Outside the Quinn Group headquarters.
The driver drove all the way to the front of Jared Quinn’s company, rather than the hidden underground garage.
"Young Master Jared," the driver opened the door.
Jared Quinn got out of the car, walked around the front, and opened the car door on the other side, his movents elegant and dignified.
lody Thorne, however, grabbed the front seat, disregarding her image, "Why did you suddenly decide to let co in from the front?"
Compared to the front entrance, she preferred entering from the back.
Jared Quinn massaged his brow with his large hand, while the other hand, wrapped in gauze, lifted her out of the car, "From now on, always co in through the front!"
He wanted the whole world to know lody Thorne’s position as Mrs. Quinn.
"Jared,"
lody Thorne, who was lifted out, covered her face with her hands, feeling quite unaccustod to his sudden decision.
"Even if you cover your face, everyone here knows you," Jared Quinn smirked slyly, leading her inside without stopping for a second.
Everyone here indeed knew lody Thorne, but they didn’t know her true identity.
As they walked in, many company employees gasped, covering their mouths; their CEO was practically half-holding lody Thorne as they entered...
"Hi," lody Thorne waved at those people without stopping and entered the elevator.
Leaving behind a crowd of bewildered people...
In the solemn, controversial eting room, Jared Quinn sat at the head, while below was the continuous chatter of the shareholders.
They occasionally looked up to scrutinize the woman beside Jared Quinn, who was currently writing quickly, leaving marks on those docunts.
Whatever Jared said, she wrote down, clearly a diligent little secretary, who was also privy to the Quinn Corporation’s confidential docunts.
All the shareholders wanted to ask but didn’t dare to inquire about lody Thorne’s identity.
After the eting ended, lody Thorne imdiately tossed away the pen, stretching her five tiny fingers.
"Tired?" Jared Quinn tenderly squeezed her fair little fingers, his cold eyes showing a hint of pain.
"Tsk–" At this mont, Simon Sutton felt like a knife had been thrust into his chest, blood oozing out.
Was he blind? He clearly didn’t see lody Thorne writing much, only a few lines in total.
Only one sentence on each docunt; he should worry if those old directors could even understand.
As Simon Sutton left the eting room, he was imdiately surrounded by old directors waiting at the stairs, asking about lody Thorne’s true identity.
"The CEO has his own plans. I guess it won’t be long before their identities are revealed."
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