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Chapter 458
Chapter 458
Chapter 458
Arabella pushed open the door of the office and looked inside. Several foreign medical professors were
in the office, all top experts in neurology. They were intensely arguing about something while holding
Kenneth's medical records. Their faces were red, and they shook their heads in the end.
Arabella's gaze fell on the window. It was open, and a tall and steady figure stood smoking.
The argument didn't affect him. With a cigarette between his fingertips, he turned when he heard the
door open. His deep, ink-like eyes locked onto Arabella.
Two seconds later, he walked over to the desk, bent slightly at the waist while slipping his hand into his
trousers pocket to extinguish the half-smoked cigarette in the ashtray. As he turned down, the tassel on
his business vest swayed through the air, creating a magnificent arc.
Arabella had seen Morgan in a financial magazine before, but seeing him in person still made her heart
skip a beat. This legendary man who had astonished the business world was even more elegant and
noble than she had imagined. She had also met several prominent figures in Faykarta, such as
Kenneth, Tyrone, and Maddox... All are influential individuals. But compared to Morgan, they still lacked
something.
Arabella understood what set them apart was the pure aristocratic aura emanating from Morgan and
the commanding presence of a man who had fought in the business world for decades and held a high
position like an emperor.
Though the glance he gave her just now was bland, devoid of emotion, Arabella felt as if he had peered
into the depths of her soul, seeing through her altogether.
At that moment, a knocking sound came from the door. Emrick stood by the door, observing the foreign NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.
professors. He exchanged a few words with them in a fluent foreign language, and then the professors
left.
Emrick glanced at Morgan inside with utmost respect, then closed the door.
Arabella had only interacted with Emrick briefly, but her first impression of him was that he was astute,
arrogant, and competent. However, Emrick looked at Morgan with utmost respect, accompanied by
unwavering loyalty and admiration towards his employer. To inspire such unwavering dedication in a
subordinate, Morgan must possess extraordinary personal charm.
Only two people remained in the office. Morgan sat on the office chair and gestured towards the chair
opposite him.
"Ms. Snyder, have your seat." He spoke, his deep voice reminiscent of a rare vintage Millay wine,
exuding a magnetic charm.
Although his tone seemed ordinary, it inexplicably carried a profound sense of authority, making people
submit.
Arabella walked over and sat down opposite him.
Morgan looked up; his expression remained calm, revealing no joy or anger. "Ms. Snyder, forgive me
for asking you to come here, but we need to talk about Ken."
With her bright and piercing eyes, Arabella stared at him, showing no sign of fear. "What does Mr.
Morgan want to discuss?"
Morgan took an envelope and pushed it toward her.
Arabella opened the envelope, revealing several photos inside.
She picked up one-a photo taken after she became blind, standing on the street, calling Ken, hoping he
would come to pick her up. He had been cold and indifferent on the phone back then, saying he
couldn't come. But as she crossed the road, she felt his presence and reached out to him, asking, "Mr.
Lucero, is it you?"
Looking at this photo, the entire city was illuminated by neon lights. She and he stood in the middle of
the road, she reaching out her hand to him, and he looked at her with pain and tenderness. This
moment was frozen in the photo, and the city quieted down because of them.
Tears welled up in Arabella's eyes again. She gently brushed her fair fingertips across Ken's handsome
face, realizing it wasn't her imagination-he had always been there.