Lilia was still thinking why Mike did this, her eyes didn't blink at all while she racked her brain to find out the answer.
When she thought of a possibility, she said, "Is he trying to trick Leila into coming back this way?"
This was the biggest possibility, but this plan seemed to be too easy to read, so why couldn't Leila understand it?!
Jean took her hand and pulled her to his side. While looking at Lilia's face, the man's eyes were filled with suspicion. He pursed his lower lip and said, "Mike said he wanted to marry Leila."
Lilia's heart suddenly sank.
Jean looked at her stiff face then got up and pulled her onto the sofa.
He put one hand on the back of the sofa as he folded his legs and looked at the beautiful sky outside the window. "Maybe, this is his choice."
According to them, the steps Mike had taken were truly surprising.
But before the guy returned home, all the speculation could only remain speculation.
Lilia glanced at her husband's handsome face. It was clear that the temperature in the office was moderate, but she could still sense a chill down her spine from the man's piercing gaze.
Is Mike aware of his action or is there an explanation for his reckless behavior?
Suddenly, she couldn't understand it!
Lilia never opened her mouth. Any theory could not get rid of her current uneasiness.
She doesn't believe that Mike will marry Leila.
...
This afternoon, Lilia was sitting in the president's office holding a magazine in her hands, but she didn't read a word.
Then she texted Mellisa on her cell phone.
She subconsciously thought that only Mellisa could understand the truth about Mike's actions.
But Mellisa's cellphone was also turned off. Lilia could only let out a heavy sigh as she hadn't been in touch with her sister for a long time.
Lilia was deep in thought while lying on the armrest of the sofa, half of her cheek buried in her arm, looking listless.
Around four in the afternoon, she blinked her sleepy eyes, bent her feet on the sofa, and fell asleep almost immediately.
The man was busy with his work when he heard her deep breath, then lifted his gaze from his desk, looking at the woman from face to stomach. Nobody knew why he frowned, as if there was something that made him restless.
Jean didn't tell his wife much about what happened, he knew he shouldn't since he didn't want her to worry too much about the situation.
He only told her that Mike had announced his engagement to Leila and left out the part where that guy hit Clifford unconscious when he found him.
The conflict between them ended with Clifford leaving.
That happened three days ago.
According to Clifford, Mike was very tolerant of his appearance from the start and three days ago became their reunion after he disappeared. He was almost against Clifford.
More than once, he told Clifford to stay away from him while he openly and lovingly walked with Leila.
Jean didn't tell Lilia about all this.
It wasn't that he couldn't say it, but he didn't want to add to the trouble that was worrying his wife.
Clifford's trip to Malaysia did not end empty-handed. At least Leila's source of strength was brought to light one by one.
The man rubbed the middle of his brow, and his gaze brushed across his wife's stomach.
Now that she is pregnant, these external distractions should no longer be a reason to upset her.
While he was still busy thinking, a knock was heard at the door to his room.
At this time, he hadn't guessed who it might be but Kenny had already opened the door.
After Kenny entered the door, he suddenly met the man's warning gaze when he was just about to speak. He immediately fell silent and blinked blankly. Only then did he notice Lilia's figure lying on the sofa sleeping soundly.
Maybe the knock on the door made Lilia wake up a little, and her brows frowned in her sleep.
Kenny held his breath, looked at the man, pointed out the door, and turned around first.
He's just returned from the Economic Investigative Unit's office, and he's been working with company lawyers to deal with Oliver's case for the past two days. There are some complex issues and he needs to notify the president.
Not long after, Jean walked out of the office and closed the door.
The two of them walked slowly into the conference room, and Kenny said, "President, Oliver wants to see you."
"What do you mean?" A trail of danger flashed across the man's eyes. He narrowed his eyes and said nonchalantly. "What's the reason?"
Kenny moved his lips, "He said he had to meet with you to cooperate on the investigation. In the last few days, the company's attorney and I have done a lot of work for him, but Oliver still doesn't speak a word."
"The guards dealt with him harshly, but he still didn't budge. When I was about to leave, he left a message for you," he added.
"Say it!"
Kenny coughed lightly. "He said he could shoulder all the responsibilities, but the only condition was to see you. Otherwise ... he would never cooperate in the investigation."
This is also what makes Kenny dizzy.
Oliver doesn't cooperate, and the investigation from the Economic Investigative Unit is at a dead end.
It'd be pointless for them to gather evidence if the suspect refused to talk and give explanation and further information.
At this time, the man was leaning against the table behind him with his legs folded lazily.
Jean then said seriously, "Since he refused to cooperate, just prepare some evidence then. It should make him submit to the Economic Investigation Unit."
Kenny was taken aback for a moment, his eyes flickering. "What do you mean? Are you saying we have to disclose the company's bidding documents to the Economic Investigation team?"
"Yes. It shows that our company is determined to cooperate with the investigation. I don't care whether Oliver is willing to cooperate or not, it does not matter." The man's eyes deepened, his tone filled with cold.
Obviously, Jean's statement was enough to reveal his position and that he did not plan to meet Oliver.
Whoever dared to oppose him meant they were ready to be severely punished by the law
After Kenny roughly grasped the man's thoughts, he nodded his head with a straight face and called his lawyer as he walked out.
Oliver, who was taken away by the Economic Investigation team, waited a long time, but he still couldn't see Jean.
...
The next day, in the Aphrodite Agency president's office, Albert was furious.
He smashed his cellphone on the table hard and glared at Harold who was sitting across. "Who asked you to make that announcement? Harold, you don't seem to think of me as the boss of this company!"
Harold lowered his head and patted his knees. "Do you still wish to speak for Milia?"
"It doesn't matter what I will do with her but if you do this, you are throwing Milia away!" Albert rummaged through a drawer in annoyance, found a box of cigarettes, and took it out. The man then lit it and inhaled deeply.
Perhaps because he was too excited, he choked hard on his cigarette before he exhaled.
Albert coughed loudly and his face flushed from choking.
Harold pulled the corner of his mouth and pushed the teacup down on the table in front of him. "Take your time, Mr. Albert, when did you start learning to smoke?"
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