Translator: 549690339
In the past two days, Ruby Gregory had thought about talking to her parents to see if there was another way to save the Gregorys. But every time she saw the relaxed and joyful expressions on her parents’ faces because she and Steve Burton had spent a day and night together, she couldn’t bring herself to say anything.
Ruby felt utterly useless, as every time she was only able to make her parents happy through deception.
On Monday morning, as usual, she wore a blue dress, sprayed on a light touch of Chanel No.5 perfume, ate breakfast, and then had the Gregorys’ driver take her to Pristine’s Enterprises’ building.
After the driver left, Ruby didn’t enter the company. Instead, she stood by the roadside, sent a text message to her secretary asking for time off, and went to the underground parking garage to get her car and leave.
Ruby didn’t know where she should go. She didn’t want to face Steve, but she also didn’t want her parents to find out about the significant problems between her and Steve. So, she could only drive aimlessly along the congested streets of Ciawell, until 5 0′ clock in the evening, the regular end of her workday, when she finally drove back to the Gregorys’ home.
No matter what time Steve Burton entered the office, the first thing his secretary did was report his agenda for the day.
Today was no different.
Steve stood in the hallway between the secretary’s office and the CEO’s office, listening to Ms. Taylor’s steady tone, his eyes casually glancing at Ruby’s empty seat, just like yesterday.
This was already the second day in a row that she hadn’t come to work.
It had been tour days since she swallowed a contraceptive pill and lett his office, and he hadn’t seen her since then.
After reporting the day’s schedule, Ms. Taylor asked, “Mr. Burton, the president of Woods’ Enterprises has arrived downstairs. Would you like to show them up now?”
Steve Burton stood emotionless as if he hadn’t heard her question.
Ms. Taylor repeated her question, but when Steve remained silent, she bravely called out, “Mr. Burton? Mr. Burton?”
Steve snapped back to reality, gave Ms. Taylor a brief glance and nodded, then walked straight into his office.
Ms. Taylor was left standing there with her mouth agape.
The always decisive and victorious Steve Burton had been daydreaming?
After waiting for a moment, Ms. Taylor picked up the phone on her desk and called the intercom to Steve’s office, asking her question one more time. As it turned out, Steve Burton didn’t just daydream this one time that day..