Chapter 836: Chapter 836: Alive We Must See the Person, Dead We Must See the Body
But she didn’t know how far their relationship had progressed.
Just as she lowered her head, suddenly—
She saw some faint and deep kiss marks on Jasmine Yale’s neck.
Ann Nolan suddenly understood something and remained silent.
Apart from Sylvan Cheney, there were no other men here.
“Excuse me, I need to step out,” Sylvan Cheney said, taking a coat from the hanger and draping it over his arm as he left.
As he reached the door, Sylvan Cheney answered a phone call.
It was from his subordinate.
“If they definitely can’t find it in the woods, then find a way to search under the cliff, alive or dead, I must see a body,” Sylvan’s cold voice echoed down the corridor.
The door of the hospital room closed, and the sound gradually faded.
By the bedside, Ann Nolan looked sympathetically at Jasmine Yale.
“Jasmine, get well soon, didn’t we talk about going to the hot springs? Once you’re better, we’ll go together. I’m not busy with work lately, so a vacation is possible,” Sister Ann Nolan sighed.
Jasmine appeared just like when she had a high fever.
Ann Nolan noticed on the bedside fruit plate, there was a freshly peeled apple, along with peeled oranges and other clean fruits.
Could Sylvan Cheney have done this?
Ann Nolan was not sure, but she felt that Sylvan was not bad to Jasmine.
It was just a vague feeling.
But she couldn’t even accurately judge her own feelings, let alone someone else’s.
Was Zaiden Santos bad to her?
Zaiden Santos would also peel apples for her, accompany her shopping, and buy her clothes…
But the things he did for her, he would also do for Harper Glorian, and even more diligently than for her.
She was always slow to catch on to matters of the heart.
And her marriage with Zaiden Santos was more like a whirlpool, sucking her in, from which she couldn’t escape, no matter how hard she tried.
It was as if she had walked into a dead end, not knowing how to handle it.
Ann Nolan sat by the bed, keeping Jasmine Yale company.
This young girl was particularly naive, and she hoped that Jasmine could be happy.
Today, she had also brought with her some homemade cranberry cookies she had baked, warm and freshly made.
But since Jasmine Yale hadn’t awakened, she just left them in the hospital room for now.
Sunlight filtered in from half-open curtains, shining on the yellowish wooden floor, which glistened softly.
The sunlight of winter was not harsh, but gentle, with a characteristic warmth.
The spring breeze was not yet here, and winter had not yet left.
Before long, Ann Nolan’s phone vibrated.
She saw it was a call from her company.
Fearing she might disturb Jasmine Yale, Ann Nolan stepped into the next room.
“Hello, Little Kaisan, what’s up?” It was her assistant on the line.
“Sister Ann Nolan, the company has been hiring new people, right? There’s a relation who insists on joining our translation department even though we’re not currently hiring. I called to ask your opinion.”
“Yes, we’re not short-staffed, no new hires,” she said.
“But Sister Ann Nolan, this relation seems to carry quite a clout, even the boss treats her very politely. She’s in the president’s office right now,” the assistant hesitated, “So, do we take her or not? Maybe consider it?”
“Little Kaisan, the translation department is not short-staffed this year. Even if we’re hiring, it must go through the proper process.”
“But… Sister Ann Nolan, you might want to come to the office, this person insists on joining the translation department and it seems the boss has agreed,” he said.
“So, are you calling for my opinion, or to inform me?” Ann Nolan asked sharply.
“I didn’t mean it like that… Sister Ann Nolan, I’m just a bit concerned,” the assistant sounded anxious, “I tested the newcomer a bit; her oral skills are not good, I don’t really want her in.”