Deep Love Hidden From Him

Chapter 540

Everleigh observed the flowers thoroughly. They might seem fresh, but more often than not, they symbolized a prelude to something. This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

She was not pleased by them.

"Fortunately, the temperature in Ocpeace City is just right for these flowers to stay on a little longer."

Ysabelle forced a smile and said nothing.

The two of them quietly breathed in the scent of flowers.

Just then, Felicia broke the silence by asking them to come back into the room for a meal.

Christopher and his father observed the data shown on the screen of the computer. They thought that the data was no different from the previous ones, but under closer inspection, something was off.

"Dad, did he stop?" Christopher asked, watching their shares rising sharply.

There was no sign of dropping.

Samuel's eyes sharpened as he reached out to the controls and scrolled through the data. It was not long before he let out a laugh.

"Wilson, oh, Wilson, you're back after the taste of failure."

Ysabelle and Everleigh heard what he had said as they entered the room.

"What seems to be the problem?"

"Ysabelle, the shares of the Godfrey family have stopped," Christopher said excitedly and quickly presented the data to her.

Felicia noticed it. She took out her phone and called her secretary, wanting to get to the bottom of the incident.

After a short period of time, a hint of a smile appeared on her face, and her joy was visible.

"Hodge, serve my wine now 'cause I am feeling good." Felicia waved her hand and motioned for the butler to fetch it quickly.

Everleigh furrowed her eyebrows and thought, "Does this mean victory?"

"The Godfrey family stopped what they were doing. I think they can no longer afford it," Felicia assumed, pouring a glass of wine for Samuel.

He had the desire to join in, but he drank only a few sips as he had high blood pressure.

When Everleigh heard the news, she was relieved. At least the Godfrey family still stood, allowing Madam Scott to rest in peace.

The meal was delightful. Felicia drank more than she should, mainly because she was proud of her capabilities in a diamond- cut- diamond competition with Wilson.

It was not bad.

Christopher sent Everleigh back.

"Are you concerned about Theodore or Godfrey Group?" He asked.

"Both. Others may not know it but isn't it obvious to you? Why should I even care about Godfrey Group?" Her tone was serious. Her expression was stern, and there was not a speck of mirth.

He took back his cynical attitude. He knew exactly what she meant.

Whatever it was, it had nothing to do with him. No matter what, it was all just her thoughts.

In the meantime, Wilson had already smashed the things in his office. Looking at the mess, he loosened his tie.

He sat in his office chair, smoldering in anger.

The secretary stood aside, not daring to let out a single breath.

"Mr. Godfrey," the secretary said tremulously as she handed the document to him.

"Why are you still sending in documents at times like this?"

"This document is from abroad. Which means... our people want to get themselves arrested for interfering with official duties," the secretary said in a trembling voice, looking at the murderous look on Wilson's face.

Her legs almost gave out.

He snorted coldly and ordered, "Get them here at once."

At this moment, he had to think wisely about his next step.

15 billion dollars were gone in a blink of an eye; how could he let this pass easily?

"Yes, I will deal with it now," the secretary quickly answered and left.

She left Wilson alone in the office.

"Felicia, do you think you have already won this fight ?" He said resentfully.

If it wasn't for the lack of funds, he wouldn't have lost this fight. It was all their fault.

Up until that moment, he still put the blame on others. He did not think of the consequences of doing things all by himself.

At this moment, Theodore was already aware of the anger Wilson was in.

However, it did not bother him as it didn't matter anymore.

"Mr. Godfrey, are we still proceeding with the cooperation with the people abroad?"

"Yes, go ahead, but not too openly," Theodore ordered.

Initially, he planned to cooperate with the foreigners who were involved in the medical institution, but the incident between him and Wilson was too severe, and it would give birth to speculation. With that being said, he held off on his plan. He thought that since the matter was resolved, he could finally implement his plans.

"Yes, I'll make contact with them now."

After Theodore and Moses left, he gave Everleigh a call. However, she had already entered the operating room and was not able to pick up the call.

When the operation was done, it was already midnight. Just then, she noticed the notifications on the phone.

Without hesitation, she returned the phone call. However, a ring came from the door. She turned around and saw Theodore carrying food in his hands.

"I knew you were too busy to eat, so I brought something for you," he said as he placed the food on the table.

She took a glance at the time on his watch.

"It's so late. Where did you get them from?" She could smell a familiar scent; it was the delicious food they had enjoyed during their time in college.

He took the food out and placed them nicely on the table.

"You know, money talks. I offered to pay double and they completed my order. Come over and dig in quickly while it is still hot," he said in a gentle tone.

Her mind went blank for a moment. She couldn't remember when was the last time she had heard those words.

She walked over and picked up the utensils to eat. It was still the oldie-but-goodie taste.

"Is it good?"

"Yes, it is. Here, have a bite too." Everleigh scooped up a mouthful and brought it in front of him.

Right away Theodore munched on it and licked his lips. "It still tastes the same as before."

"Yup, the taste has not changed at all. However, we are the ones who are changing. It feels like a dream," she mumbled while looking at her plate.

She was emotional.

At this moment, Stainley heard the voices coming from the room. His face instantly darkened.

Holding the lunch boxes in his hand, he spun around and left.

Perhaps, he really should move on.

He knew that he couldn't get Everleigh's love, and he should accept Christopher's advice and leave.

When he came out of the room, a gust of cold wind blew over, and his heart felt as cold as the weather.

He never knew that the season of autumn in Ocpeace City could be so chilly.

"Dr. Smith, why are you standing here?" A nurse walked over and asked curiously.

Stanley came back to his senses. He passed the lunch boxes to the nurse and said, "Take this. The others can help themselves to it."

"Thank you, Dr. Smith."

The nurse brought in the lunch boxes to hand over to the other staff members on duty as they were exhausted after working for the whole day.

After the nurse left, Stainley gave Christopher a call. Just then, he realized that there weren't many other people he could chat with.

Christopher was about to fall asleep when his phone rang. He picked up the phone in a daze without knowing who the caller was. "God, it's in the dead of the night. If you are not asleep, it doesn't mean it is the same for others." "It's me. Where are you?" Stainley said in a deep voice.

It was obvious by the deep tone in his voice that things were not going well.