To be exact, Hilda is snuggling up to him, and he looks helpless.
Now I know why the secretary didn't want me to come in. She was afraid I would walk into this.
Frances pushes Hilda away calmly the moment he sees me, walking towards me.
"You're here."
He sounds a little flagging.
I look at his haggard face with distress and have an itch to hug him tightly.
But I restrain myself.
It is not the time to be sensitive.
He looks at Hilda and explains, "Hilda is a little uncomfortable, so she leaned on my shoulder."
Uncomfortable?
Why didn't she lean on all the chairs and sofas in this huge office? Why did it have to be Frances?
Right, she only feels pleased in Frances' embrace.
No wonder she isn't at home today. It turns out she is here with Frances!
I know she wants Frances for herself, but I don't have the time to argue with her. All I can think about is
how to solve the problem at hand.
"Frances, nothing happened between Noah and me," I say to him after biting my lips.
I know he loves me. However, sometimes the more you care about someone, the more upset you feel.
I'm scared he would no longer trust me after he sees the photos.
"I also think Jane has done nothing out of line with that man. She was probably set up, even though
these are all good shots and look real."
Hilda says coquettishly standing.
Instead of helping me, she is actually trying to make me look bad.
I shoot a glance at her and say coldly, "Fake things will never become real. I have a clear conscience. I
love Frances too much to do anything to hurt him."
My love for him is limitless. How can I betray him?
Frances looks at me seriously and says softly, "I believe you."
As he speaks, he holds my hand tightly.
However, why am I still uneasy?
I have a feeling that he is only slighting me over.
Besides, even if he trusts me, the public wouldn't.
People enjoy watching this kind of drama where someone is cheated on. That is why Louis Group's
share price has fallen so drastically.
He holds my hand and walks me to the computer.
He signals me to sit down beside him and resumes working.
Lawrence is making things difficult for him, and Louis Group has suffered a setback in the stock
market, so the company is in deep water.
Working on his computer for a while, Frances gets up and goes out to make a call.
I know he doesn't want me to worry.
But there are some things that I know perfectly well even if he tries to hide them from me.
I sit on the sofa nervously.
Hilda's cold voice sounds.
"Jane, do you know how much trouble you have put him into? If he can't handle it this time, Louis
Group is likely to go bankrupt."
Going bankrupt?
I am stupefied.
I know it's serious, but this is beyond my imagination.
If that is really the case, what about Frances?
A man's career is as important as his life. I dread to imagine what would become of him if he loses
Louis Group.
That is the last thing I want.
But right now, even Frances is helpless. Is there any other way?
"What you do with your boy toy is your business. Leave Frances out of it. All you want is to destroy him
when he is devoted to you. You vicious bitch! You don't deserve him!"
Vicious?
It surprises me that my blunder can have such serious consequences.
Albeit I never want any of this to happen.
But the truth is, not only can't I help him, but I've put a whole lot of pressure on him.
I look at Hilda and think of how old Mr. Louis is afraid of her, saying slowly,
"Can you help him?"
"What you do with your boy toy is your business. Leave Frances out of it. All you want is to destroy him
when he is devoted to you. You vicious bitch! You don't deserve him!"
Vicious?
It surprises me that my blunder can have such serious consequences.
Albeit | never want any of this to happen.
But the truth is, not only can't | help him, but I've put a whole lot of pressure on him.
| look at Hilda and think of how old Mr. Louis is afraid of her, saying slowly,
"Can you help him?"
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