The Dalton Group, inside the CEO’s office with a Chinese style.
ticulous, bright.
Trevor sat in front of the spacious Western-style desk, holding a newspaper in his hand, staring grimly at the bold headline and the photos of Ian Shelby and Vera Ford.
If looks could kill, they would have been dead long ago!
His fingers clenched the newspaper tightly, crumpling it into a ball under his fingertips.
He wondered, what was Jocelyn’s mood right now?
She was so in love with Ian Shelby... loving him so passionately, sincerely, with wholehearted devotion, seeing only Ian Shelby.
More than anger, Trevor was now more heartbroken for Jocelyn Morgan.
Genuinely worried about her mood and state.
Picking up the phone and putting it down, again and again, Trevor wanted to call her but didn’t know in what capacity.
Trevor struggled briefly internally.
Having suffered such a wound, his comfort might be futile, right?
"CEO." The assistant Simon ca in, holding a stack of docunts, "Mr. Thornton will arrive soon at the club, shall we prepare to leave?"
"Hmm." Trevor collected his thoughts, looked up and asked, "Is the contract ready?"
"Everything is ready."
"Then let’s head out." Trevor casually tossed the newspaper into the trash bin, stood up, and walked out with a hint of anger in his ocean-deep eyes.
The assistant took the docunt bag and followed.
Five minutes later, in the Maybach heading to the club, the assistant drove, while Trevor sat in the back seat, his expression deep and lips tightly pursed, his brows furrowed with concern, no one knowing what he was thinking.
At Providence Hospital.
"Go, go, go! Hurry up!" Vera Ford was directly escorted out by security, nearly twisting her ankle when she was pushed.
Feeling small and helpless, she was too embarrassed to make a scene at the hospital entrance, only drawing more onlookers.
But she truly didn’t expect Ian to be so heartless!
Vera looked at the security guards at the door, feeling aggrieved, turning away despite her unwillingness.
What do the reporters taking photos have to do with her?
She didn’t bring the reporters there!
But Ian didn’t believe her at all!
This left Vera very frustrated.
Not long after leaving the hospital, Vera was blocked by a swarm of reporters, crowding the path in front of her!
"Dr. Ford, are you and Dean Shelby dating?"
"When do you plan to officially announce your relationship since both of you have been inactive on social dia today?"
Ian wanted her to explain to the dia, and now the reporters were right in front of her.
But once everything is explained, it would be a slap to her own face!
Vera stood upright, silently pondering, calmly sorting through her emotions and pulling back her rationality little by little.
Letting the reporters block her and question her, all about her and Ian.
Vera thought, since there is already a rift with Ian, Jocelyn shouldn’t fare well either! If things are going to fall apart, let them fall apart!
"Miss Ford, when did you and Dr. Shelby get together? Could you share that?"
"Do you plan to get married?"
"When did you confirm your relationship?"
Vera’s lips curled slightly, she looked kindly at everyone, then took one of the microphones, and suddenly the scene quieted down.
Everyone was waiting for her to speak, caras clicking, recording!
The Maybach passed by the hospital, slowing down due to a slight jam ahead, and stopped.
Trevor’s gaze shifted slightly and he saw Vera Ford being surrounded by reporters at the hospital entrance, with a smile on her face.
Yet he looked stern, his lips pressed tightly.
"Dr. Ford, quickly tell us when you and Dr. Shelby plan to get married?"
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