"Oliver Johnson, are you ever going to stop?" Sophie Smith’s voice involuntarily rose, "You’re such a bastard!"
Finally, in front of him, she was no longer the Sophie Smith who always appeared elegant and poised yet distant from him.
"Help me get things done first, then we’ll talk," his voice remained as steady and gentle as when he used to speak to her.
"You can ask me to do anything, even take my life, but can you not hurt my dad? Can you stop making me betray Asher Land..." Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs NoveIꜰire.net
Can you stop making me betray Asher Land?
Oliver Johnson gradually withdrew the smile on his lips. If she betrayed Asher Land, it was something he was quite eager to see, even at any cost.
"Oliver Johnson, speak up? Where are you now? I know you have the time." Sophie’s tone gradually lost its impulsiveness; her current anxiety seemed to him nothing but a joke, didn’t it?
"Stay by Asher Land’s side peacefully; be good and behave, I’ll let you see your father."
The call was disconnected, and she furiously smashed her phone into the snow.
Not far from her at a corner, Oliver Johnson looked at that petite back and sighed helplessly.
Things have developed into the scenario he least wanted to see; one wrong step, the whole game is lost, and he’s already past the point of no return.
He just stood there in the snowy field, watching her leave, for a long, long time without coming back to his senses.
"Big brother." Henry Johnson walked out of the hospital building, approaching Oliver Johnson.
"Have you figured out why she came to the hospital?"
"Sophie, she’s pregnant." Henry said softly, relying on his intuition, he felt his big brother’s feelings for that woman were not simple, but hearing this news might not be pleasant for him...
Oliver Johnson lifted his head, staring straight ahead.
She must have said she didn’t want to betray Asher Land anymore because she knows she has his child in her womb.
His mind drifted far away again, seeing her in pain, was really not what he wanted.
Golden Era Consortium, President’s office.
Asher Land stood by the window, watching the snowflakes falling continuously, momentarily lost in thought.
"President Land." Robert Williams spoke, but he seemed not to hear, not giving even a slight reaction.
"President Land, may I tell you something?" Robert Williams increased the volume.
"What is it?" After a while, he coldly spoke.
"I just wanted to give you a reminder." Robert Williams paused, uncertain if he should continue with what he wanted to say.
"Regarding the recent leakage of company secrets, I think maybe you overlooked something." Robert Williams had been by Asher Land’s side for long enough to observe certain things; he was a smart person.
"Oh?" Asher Land raised an eyebrow, "Where did I overlook it?"
"You hold the most important company secrets tightly. If the company hasn’t found the mole, why not broaden the scope a bit?"
"When company secrets were stolen, the first thing you thought was to check the surveillance from your office because your secrets are stored on your computer. But, have you considered that your workspace isn’t limited to the office alone?"
Robert Williams didn’t continue further, because he knew Asher Land also understood himself, he had only two places to work.
Company and his home.