Harold studied Jessica for a short moment. Seeing that she insisted, he nodded.
“Alright then. But I hope you’ll contact me if there are any problems. You’re the company’s president
after all. Nothing can happen to you.”
“Mm.”
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After putting down her signature, Jessica told the secretary to take the documents and leave with
Harold. °
She truly needed a proper rest.
Lynch Corporation.
Forrest stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, his gaze locked on the never-ending stretch of
traffic below.
The messy scenes from last time kept replaying in his mind. He felt agony and confusion as he recalled
the memories.
He was in disbelief that he, who had always been calm and restrained, would be so extreme and crazy
last night. He even acted like a lunatic and made Jessica bleed.
However, could he be blamed for it?
If Jessica did not lie to him, if she had kept her distance from other men, if she did not force him into
marriage, he might not have become that way.
Nevertheless, why did he not get a wink of sleep the whole night after she left?
Just then, Forrest’s secretary entered again to see Forrest still in the same position. He did not know
what was so intriguing to look at below that President Lynch had not budged for a long time and even
neglected his work.
He was clueless as to what had happened to President Lynch. As soon as President Lynch arrived in
the morning, he could feel that something was off. President Lynch, who was usually neat and
particular, wore a crumpled suit to the company and did not shave. His eyes were bloodshot.
Could it be related to the car accident last night? The secretary recalled President Lynch telling him to
take down videos regarding the accident involving a Bentley female driver.
“President Lynch, Attorney Cave is here,” the secretary reminded.
Only then did Forrest move. When Forrest looked back, a hint of astonishment flashed across
Christian’s eyes as he stood behind the secretary. “Well, Forrest, I received a call this morning…” “You
can leave,” Forrest said to the secretary. After the secretary left, Christian closed the door. “What
happened to you? Did you not get any sleep last night?”
“What were you going to say just now?” Forrest asked.
“The perpetrator of the car accident contacted me about the accident involving a woman driving a
Bentley last night. He said you left your business card and handed over the matter to me.” Christian
said teasingly, “I’ve known you for a long time. The only person whom you’ ll handle an accident for is
Freya, but I recall she doesn’t drive a Bentley.”
“..How’s the case being handled now?” Forrest did not reply to Christian’s question.
“I don’t know a thing about the owner of the car. I’m not even sure whether the owner has insurance.”
Christian shrugged. “It depends on how much the repair of the Bentley costs and the company the
insurance is under.”
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