The Windfalls of Love novel Chapter 224

"You're right, I'm really busy. I must go." The moment the call ended, Harrison's broad shoulders seemed to collapse.

His face, once filled with pride and indifference, was replaced by heavy melancholy.

Busy? What was he busy with? He was busy with missing his wife, who didn't seem to give a damn about him.

From a drawer, he pulled out a pack of cigarettes, lit one, and held it between his fingers.

He started smoking frequently after marrying Roxanne.

He used to smoke only occasionally, but then it became even more frequent.

By the time Alexander walked in, the cigarette in Harrison's hand was nearly burned to the stub.

From the way he smoked and his expression, Alexander was sure that man was missing his wife again.

If he wanted to see his wife, why not just go find her? Why keep up this cold war?

Alexander strode over and said, "Ah, another day of my friend here missing his wife."

Harrison stubbed out the cigarette and threw it into the ashtray, "Cut the crap; if you have something to say, say it. If not, get out."

Alexander leaned on his desk and said, "Harrison, this is not the time to divorce Roxanne."

Harrison's face darkened, "Which eye of yours saw me making a fuss about divorce?"

"Fine, we won't talk about your divorce. Let's talk business."

Alexander felt Harrison was too stubborn to reason with, so they started discussing business.

"We've found out about Dominic's car accident. It was caused by a foreign power. They're after the 6G-Technology and are starting to make their moves. First was Dominic, who was guarding the 6G-Technology. Next could be the chairman or Roxanne. You need to pay serious attention to the safety of the chairman and Roxanne. That's why I said this isn't the time for you to be talking about divorce with Roxanne."

That matter made Harrison's already gloomy face even more so.

The next day.

Chloe and Roxanne ran into each other at the company.

"Anne, Alexander told me Vincent has prepared a dinner party for you tonight to officially introduce you to the Rodriguez family."

"Uh huh. Alexander told you?"

"He asked me to attend the dinner party with him. Anne, I'm so nervous. I've never been to this kind of party. They're all very wealthy aristocrats. Will I embarrass myself?"

Roxanne could guess Alexander's reason for asking Chloe to attend the party.

That woman, Hazel, was six months pregnant. She was dragging her big belly around every day, but she still had time to bother Alexander.

Since Chloe and Alexander were pretending to date, of course Chloe was going to accompany Alexander to the dinner party tonight.

"There's nothing to be scared of; they won't eat you."

"We're the bottom of society; they're the upper class. I'm still a bit scared."

"I understand. Just take it as an opportunity to see the world. Vincent also told me he invited you, and since Vincent is the host, those high-society people wouldn't dare to belittle his guests. Don't worry."

Harrison was stubborn, but Roxanne knew how the Rodriguez family treated people.

They didn't differentiate between people of different statuses, and they didn't belittle those who were poor.

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Alexander went to pick up Chloe in the afternoon.

A luxurious and domineering Rolls-Royce stopped in the alley of Urban Sun Village.

After Alexander picked up Chloe, he said to Roxanne, "Roxanne, Harrison is behind. He'll be here soon. You ride with him."

That sentence made Roxanne's mind a mess.

She suddenly realized she hadn't seen Harrison in half a month and wondered how he was doing.

Less than half a minute after Alexander left with Chloe, Harrison's Rolls-Royce stopped at the alley end.

The nearby shopkeepers, seeing two Rolls Royces stop outside Roxanne's trading company within less than a minute, started chatting.

"What kind of background do these women running the trading company have?"

"Their backgrounds are really strong."

In the envy of others, Roxanne got into Harrison's car.

Having not seen each other for half a month, her first words to Harrison were, "Sorry for the trouble of having to pick me up personally."

Harrison, sitting next to her, asked, "Are you talking to me?"