Valeria rushed into the inpatient building. The elevator stopped and the CEO of Wolf Group, Marcus, walked out of it.
They met face to face. Valeria was stunned for a moment. Marcus greeted her with a smile, "Hello, Miss Brown!"
"Hello, Mr. Field!" Valeria came to her senses and responded.
Marcus walked away with a smile. Valeria looked at his back and felt a little strange, "Why is Marcus so friendly to me?"
"And who did he come to the inpatient department for?"
Then she went straight to the ward while William was lying on the bed and having an intravenous drip.
When he saw Valeria come in, he smiled and said, "You're back? You don't look very well. Did something bad happen?"
"How do you know something bad happened? I was so angry just now." Valeria told William how she had been bullied by Mason in the company.
A dangerous glint flashed across William's eyes, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye. Valeria did not notice it and continued angrily.
"I didn't expect Mason to be such a person. He blamed me for his own wrongdoings. He even wanted to fire me with great fanfare. Did he take me as a pushover? I have to fight him out this time."
"Mm, don't be angry anymore. I will help you." For some reason, William's few simple words made Valeria feel much more at ease.
"I am not worried about Mason. Anyway, we have picked fight openly. At the worst, things would turn nasty. I am just angry with my father."
"Did you go to see your father?"
"Yes, do you know why my dad suddenly changed his attitude towards me? He thought I knew the president of Wolf Group and wanted to build a relationship with him through me."
"Oh!" William responded. He had long thought of Ronald's purpose. She was so stupid and cute that she didn't figure it out until now.
"Oh? Don't you feel surprised? I was so angry just now. My father really hurt me." Valeria was a little unhappy with William's reply.
"What's there to be angry about? Isn't it what life all about? You'll get over it if you've seen too much of it." "What life is all about? It seems that you've gone through all kinds of vicissitudes of life. Shouldn't there be unconditional trust and tolerance between relatives?" Valeria retorted.
"Normally, it should be, but there are also some in- normal relatives, so be more optimistic. Don't worry about it. We should always look forward, don't we?"
"Well, I'll think of it this way then. By the way, when I came back, I met Marcus at the door of the elevator. Do you know Marcus?"
"I've heard of him." William said calmly.
"I don't know who he's here for. He's very approachable and doesn't put on airs at all.
He greeted me when he saw me."
"Is that so?" William laughed. How could Marcus take the initiative to greet her if it wasn't for him? How silly and cute she was.
She even thought that Marcus was easygoing. If she knew how ruthless and crazy Marcus was in business, she would not say so anyway.
Valeria didn't know what William was thinking. She asked, "Why did the president of Wolf Group give me a dress? I don't know him." "It's enough that he knows you, and you don't need to know him." William laughed.
"Don't talk nonsense. How can he possibly know someone like me? What is that dress all about? Everyone thinks that I have something to do with him, but I really don't."
"Maybe you and the president of Wolf Group know each other. It's just that he didn't reveal his identity to you." William tried to solve the problem for Valeria in a serious way.
"There are only a few people I know, and we all know each other very well, apart from you. I mean, you won't be the president of Wolf Group, will you?"
William's expression was a little interesting. The next second, Valeria shook her head and said, "If you were him, you wouldn't be a gigolo. So, it's absolutely not you!"
William's face darkened instantly and Valeria apologized with an apologetic look.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to rip your scars off. Do you want to drink water? Your lips look so dry, and you must be very thirsty. Come on, have a glass of water."
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