Ever since what happened last time, I seemed to have been granted some privilege in Towering High Group.
This time, as soon as I arrived at the front desk, the staff there greeted me respectfully, "Mrs. President."
Then she opened the door for me.
In fact, I felt unworthy of this address. But I accepted it.
I took the elevator to the top floor.
As soon as I entered the corridor, I saw Patrick's assistant, Wilson, standing in the corner and making a phone call.
It seemed that he didn't hear me coming.
Although I was angry, I knew I was in the Towering High Group, where I couldn't barge in randomly. Out of courtesy, I stood on the side, planning to tell Wilson that I was looking for Patrick after Wilson finished his call.
I waited aside and heard that Wilson lowered his voice and said while holding the cell phone, "It's true that Mr. Cowell isn't here."
I wasn't deliberately eavesdropping on Wilson. It was just that it was so quiet in the
corridor.
I was suspicious, wondering why Wilson, Patrick's assistant, would have to talk over the phone like this.
Wilson added, "I let you in without getting Mr. Cowell's permission a few times previously. And I got scolded by Mr. Cowell. I simply can't let you in this time."
"Who is he calling?"
But a lot of people wanted to see Patrick. So I didn't think much about it.
Soon, I heard him say, "Well, baby, don't worry. I'll tell Mr. Cowell, asking him to give you privilege as well."
When he said this, his tone was much lighter.
Then he hung up the phone.
After hanging up the phone, Wilson turned around and saw me. Then he couldn't help but be shocked!
He asked me, "When did you come?"
The expression on his face indicated that he seemed to have done something bad and was trying to cover it up.
At that time, I only thought that he was calling his lover and was found out by me. So I didn't think much about it. And I just smiled and said, "Assistant Jacob, is Mr. Cowell here?" "No. Mr. Cowell is going to attend a banquet in the evening. He's gone."
When Wilson said so, his eyes were full of guilt.
It was as if he wanted me to leave here as soon as possible.
The first thing that came to my mind was that he was lying to me.
I thought Patrick was avoiding me because of the fact that he had taken over Seth's company.
"Then I'll go to his office and call him," I said on purpose.
Originally, I thought Wilson would stop me. But I didn't expect that he would agree. He nodded and took me directly into the office.
What he did was indeed beyond my expectation.
I walked around the office and then went to the lounge behind the office to have a look.
After making sure that Patrick wasn't there, I found an excuse and left.
As soon as I arrived downstairs,
unexpectedly, I ran into Caroline!
When I saw her, she saw me as well. When she saw me coming out of the Towering High Group, she also saw the receptionist walking me out, who was calling me "Mrs. President".
"Charlotte Archer, Patrick hates you so much. How dare you accept the title of 'Mrs. President' with ease?"
When Caroline spoke, the jealousy in her eyes couldn't be more obvious.
I looked at her and said with a poker face, "He hates me, which I think is reasonable. But he likes you. So I wonder if you've bewitched him."
I did speak so from the bottom of my heart.
I had always been confused about this.
According to what Rosy said, Patrick and Caroline had not seen each other before they had agreed on this marriage.
"What on earth did Caroline do to make Patrick fall in love with her so deeply?"
Patrick could turn a blind eye to the mistakes Caroline had made. And he even helped her cover up the crime!
When Caroline heard my words, the jealousy in her eyes turned into complacency in the next second.
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