Wilson thought about that day when he met Tina in the underground garage of the mall, her little face seemed to be thinner. Her chin was pointed and her skin was porcelain white. However her skin was so pale that it showed feebleness. There was also an obvious sign of tiredness in her eyes.
If she asked for leave on the last Friday...
Except weekends, she had asked for leave for five days. Is her illness serious?
The wrinkles between Wilson's eyebrows were deeper.
But on second thought, he thought that he was worrying too much.
There was no need for him to worry about her. The man beside her would take better care of her.
Wilson cooled himself down, and his face was tense. He pulled over the documents that had been piled up like a mountain beside him, waved the pen, and wrote quickly.
He was like a machine that had been wound and couldn't stop.
In the afternoon, Terry came in to report to
him.
Halfway through the report, there was a knock on the door. Secretary Irene came in.
She stood in front of the desk and nodded respectfully. "President Chin, the front desk in the hall called and said that someone wanted to see you. She said that she had something important to tell you!"
There were a lot of people who wanted to see Wilson. It was impossible to see him without an appointment.
It was just that the secretary at the front desk saw that the woman who asked was dressed like a rich and noble lady and was no common person, and claimed that she have something very important to tell. Otherwise, the secretary wouldn't reported it to Irene.
Wilson frowned. "Who is it?"
Irene replied, "A Mrs. Koo!"
"Mrs. Koo?" Wilson thought.
Wilson's lips twitched coldly.
Dylan Koo's mother came to the Chin's Group to see him. She was really ignorant.
However, he was also curious about what she wanted to do.
Irene consulted him. "President Chin, do you want to see her?" "Let her come up!" Wilson said.
Irene nodded and agreed, and then went to inform the front desk to let the Mrs. Koo in.
Ten minutes later, Lilith, who was dressed up nicely, was brought in.
Sitting on a high back chair, Wilson looked serious and continued to instruct Terry. After a while, he glanced at Lilith. "Mrs. Koo, I have a lot of business to do. I can only give you five minutes!"
Lilith felt his strong aura.
Wilson was obviously a junior to her, but she felt that she couldn't act as a senior.
Lilith still remembered that in the art exhibition, he supported Tina and embarrassed her. She also knew that she could not expect to be treated nicely.
She had important purpose this day so she had to endure.
Therefore, she didn't dare to behave arrogantly like a noble lady. She kept a low profile and said, "It doesn't matter. Five minutes is enough!"
Wilson gave Terry a look.
Terry nodded and left the office with the documents and tablet PC.
Wilson leaned backwards, and there was sharp light in the eyes behind the lens. He was impatient. "Tell me, what is the so-called important thing?"
Lilith showed a smile, and then took out a new kraft paper bag from his bag.
The document brought back by Dylan was secretly copied by her.
Lilith lowered her voice deliberately. "President Chin, I think you can take a look at this first..."
The leather bag was pushed to him.
Wilson narrowed his eyes.
Night fell.
Isla held a white porcelain bowl with gold rims in her chubby hands, and the mouth of the bowl was even bigger than her small face.
She lifted her little face and gulped down the food.
After putting it down, she said like a rainbow, "Mom, the ribs soup you made is too delicious!"
Tina smiled and took a tissue from the side to wipe the corner of her mouth. "If Isla likes it, mommy will cook it for you tomorrow!" "Hmm!" Isla smiled.
After drinking a whole bowl of hot soup, Isla's small face was flushed, and her big eyes, which were like obsidians, sparkled under the light, as if she were not suffering from illness.
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