Armand said, “I don’t know. Let me call him again.” After that, he picked up his phone. When he was about to dial the number, his phone started ringing. He swiped to answer, only to hear the exclaims from the other end of the line, “Bad news, Mr. Bernie. Bad news! Your grandmother rolled down the stairs.”
“What happened?” Armand immediately stood up.
“She said she was thirsty, so she asked me to pour her a glass of water. While I was getting her the water, she went to the stairs and fell from them.”
“I got it.” Armand hung up the phone.
“What happened?” Theresa faintly overheard that someone fell.
Armand didn’t hide it from her, “Grandma fell from the stairs. I must go back.”
“I’ll go with you.” After all, it was a matter of life and death.
Armand glanced at her gratefully and didn’t speak. He strode out of the cafe. After paying the bill, Theresa trotted to follow him.
The ambulance had arrived. Elizabeth was carried out from the firm. Armand ran over. The receptionist was freaked out and couldn’t stop crying. When seeing Armand, she immediately explained, “Mr. Bernie, I didn’t mean to do it.”
Armand asked her to keep an eye on Elizabeth, but Elizabeth fell. The receptionist believed that she needed to take responsibility.
Armand ignored her and followed the doctors into the ambulance. Although Theresa was quite worried, she didn’t follow them. Soon, she would have nothing to do with Armand, so she didn’t believe that she should be involved in their matters. Standing in front of the ambulance, she looked at Armand and was about to leave. Right then, Elizabeth called her name.
Armand hurriedly grabbed Elizabeth’s hand. Her face was covered with blood. A doctor was bandaging her to stop bleeding.
“Theresa…” she called again.
Theresa looked back. Right at this moment, Elizabeth’s mind seemed to be quite clean. Looking at Theresa, she said, “I’m sorry.”
Although Theresa had a lot of complaints towards her, right then, looking at Elizabeth’s wrinkled face and tearful eyes, Theresa couldn’t blame her at all. She said to comfort Elizabeth, “I don’t blame you, Mrs. Bernie.”
“She doesn’t blame me. She doesn’t blame me…” Elizabeth muttered to repeat. She lay down and said to Armand, “She doesn’t blame me.”
Armand looked over at Theresa. Their gazes met in the mid-air. The doctor closed the door to block their gaze. Soon, the ambulance roared away.
Theresa pulled out her cell phone and sent Armand a message: “Please let me know after Mrs. Bernie is fine.”
Soon, she received Armand’s rely, “Sure.”
Theresa hailed a cab and wanted to see Loredana’s baby in the villa. The cab stopped in front of the villa and she paid the fare. A jeep was pulled over after the cab was gone. She looked back, only to find that Noah and Chloe were getting off from it. Noah asked Chloe to be careful, and the latter smiled and said, “Get the things on the backseat out.”
Noah got several boxes.
Theresa greeted them with a smile, “Hello, guys. I see you’ve brought some baby supplies. Are you here to see the baby?”
Chloe nodded.
“Let’s go in together,” said Noah.
Theresa said OK.
In the villa, Loredana was talking to Coral.
“Mrs. Mendelsohn, could you please have a look at what kind of medicine this is?” When Coral was cleaning Jayden’s bedroom, she accidentally knocked off a bottle of medicine. She knew the words on the bottle but she didn’t know what the medicine was for. She had seen such empty bottles in Jayden’s bedroom last time already.
Loredana didn’t know either, “Let me check,” she said.
She pulled out her cell phone and searched on the browser. Right then, they heard the doorbell. Coral went to answer the door. Loredana was alone, reading the search results.
The longer she stared at the phone, the paler she became. Her hands were trembling when holding the cell phone. She was shocked.
How could it be?
“Excuse me, Mrs. Mendelsohn. Ms. Gordon and Mr. Harris… What happened?” Coral was standing at the door. Before finishing her words, she found that Loredana was quite pale.
She walked in. Loredana hurriedly put away her phone and looked at her, “Pardon me, please?”
“I said we have guests,” answered Coral.
Loredana said, ‘I see. Please receive them for me. I’ll go out later.”
Coral was quite worried about her, “You look so pale.”
Loredana turned her back to Coral, “I’m alright. Please receive the guests first.”
Coral could only agree.
After she was gone, Loredana collapsed on the bed. She could hardly believe it. She felt so uneasy, cold sweat oozing on her forehead.
She tried to calm herself down, keeping telling herself that the situation shouldn’t be too bad.
Picking up the phone, she dialled Cormac’s number.
The CEO’s office, WY Group.
Cormac, wearing a black shirt with a loosened necktie, was staring at the document in his hands. His collarbones could be faintly seen from the collar. His sleeves were rolled up. There were two piles of documents on his desk. Without raising his head, he asked the man in his office, “Haven’t you made up your mind yet?”
Abbott sat in front of the desk, lowering his head in silence.
“It’s just a woman. Look at you. Are you still a man?” Cormac closed the file and put it away. Then he picked up another file.
“You’ve got married, so now you can mock me. In the past, didn’t you chase after a woman all over the world…”
Cormac paused while browsing the document. He looked up and cast Abbott a casual glance. The latter became a coward immediately. Inwardly, he bitched about Cormac for being double-standard.
“Ahem… I was kidding. Haha…”
“Come back to work from tomorrow now. You should have enjoyed yourself long enough,” Cormac gave him an ultimatum.
Abbott was still spiritless, “Aren’t you afraid I would fail you?”
“No woman would prefer a useless man. If you have nothing, who wants to marry you?” Cormac directly asked him ruthlessly. Abbott was rendered speechless.
Abbott believed that Emma would definitely look down upon him in that case.
He nodded and stood up, taking the initiative to ask, “Anything I can do for you now?”
Cormac put down his pen and raised his chin, hinting that Abbott could take away both piles of documents in front of him.
Abbott gaped.
“You are oppressing me now, aren’t you?”
New Book: Beginning with a Daring Encounter
Celsie was tired of being labeled as an introvert, workaholic, and dull virgin by her friends. Determined to prove them wrong, she made a bet that she would do something daring on her 25th birthday. Now that the day had arrived, it was time to fulfill her promise. On her daring to-do list, there was one task: a one-night stand with someone.