Chapter 4

Harry smiled with pride. “Yes, Dad. I have a great plan.”

“All right, I’ll leave this up to you, and remember … don’t let anyone find out.” John warned his son in a serious tone.

“Dad, you don’t need to worry about this. I promise … no one will find out,” Harry smiled slyly.

“Be careful, Harry!” Lucy also warned her older brother.

The next morning, Harry began to devise a plan to take Nathan’s life.

Meanwhile, at a house that could be described as quite luxurious, Angela Jackson had just stepped out of the house after finishing her breakfast.

In the parking lot, her car was ready. But its gleaming appearance made Angela raise an eyebrow and call out, “Nathan.”

“Nathan.” Angela called again in a fairly loud voice.

Nathan, who had been in the garage taking care of some things, hurried out upon hearing his wife’s voice calling him.

“Yes, what is it, Angela?”

Angela put her hands on her hips and pointed toward her car, “What did you do to my car?”

“I washed it.”

“Who told you to wash it?”

“No one. I just-”

“Oh my gosh, Nathan. When are you going to stop doing all this? I could take it to a car wash. Why are you wasting your energy doing this?” Angela clicked her tongue in annoyance.

Nathan sighed, “Honey, I woke up earlier today, and since I’d already finished cooking your meal, I thought-”

“Damn it, Nathan. I really don’t like this.”

Nathan froze, confused.

“Instead of wasting your time doing things you shouldn’t be doing, why don’t you just look for a job? You … didn’t you promise you’d do something for me?”

Nathan replied immediately, “Angela, I-”

“Forget it, it’s no use talking to you. I don’t think you’ll ever understand.”

After saying that, Angela left Nathan, who could only stare blankly as his wife walked away.

The man could only shake his head.

Nathan hurried to freshen up and then headed to the park to do his usual work.

With each passing day, Nathan grew more and more excited because it meant the day when he could use all his assets, still frozen by the palace, was drawing near.

Besides, he could also appear in public without worrying about anything.

Thinking about how Angela Jackson had finally discovered his true identity made Nathan feel a little relieved.

At least Angela would know that he wasn’t a useless loser she couldn’t rely on.

However, before she could do any of that, she had to try to endure all the insults.

Elsewhere, specifically at the Jackson Group, Angela was surprised to find a stack of documents waiting to be reviewed when she arrived at her office.

“Ma’am, there are two proposals you need to review immediately,” Calys reminded her boss.

Angela nodded and immediately examined the folder containing the proposals.

Just as she was immersed in the documents, Calys entered the office again.

“What is it now, Calys?” Angela asked without looking up from the folder she was reading intently.

“H-here it is, Ma’am. There’s a bouquet of flowers for you.”

Angela immediately looked up and glanced at a large bouquet of beautifully arranged flowers. “Just put it down!”

“But this … there’s a special message I need to convey to you right away, Ma’am.”

Angela clenched her teeth, set down her pen, and glared at Calys, who could only grimace.

“Here … a note from the sender,” Calys handed Angela a pink envelope.

She didn’t need to open the envelope to know who had sent the beautiful flowers. Just from the choice of flowers alone, Angela knew immediately that the sender was Ben Walter.

Only that man knew her favorite type of flower. Her husband, Nathan, didn’t even know and had never asked her about it, so she was one hundred percent certain that the flowers were from Ben Walter.

“All right, go on. Don’t bother me again until lunchtime!”

Calys nodded in understanding.

Angela had no intention of opening the envelope containing the letter and chose to continue her work.

There were so many documents she had to review, scrutinize, and sign. She didn’t have time to deal with Ben Walter.

However, exactly 30 minutes before lunchtime began, the phone in her office rang.

Somewhat annoyed, Angela answered the call, “What is it, Calys? Don’t you know I don’t want to be disturbed?”

“Um … well, Ma’am. Mr. Nathan-”

Hearing her husband’s name mentioned, Angela’s irritation slowly faded, “In that case, let him in.”

“Uh, Ma’am. He’s already left.”

“What?”

“Well, Ma’am … Mr. Nathan came by earlier to bring you lunch. After that, he left right away. He said he didn’t want to disturb you.”

Angela’s heart instantly warmed. Her husband didn’t exactly have a career she could boast about. But when it came to thoughtfulness, no one could beat him.

The man didn’t give her expensive gifts like most men do, but he always showed her little gestures of affection that made her feel cared for.

She bit her lip, remembering the small gestures Nathan had shown her through simple acts like washing the car.

Ah, she knew Nathan meant well, but she was really annoyed because that sort of thing should only be done by someone whose job actually involves that.

“Fine, bring the lunch my husband packed to my office.”

“Okay, Ma’am.”

Angela ended the call and went back to the work she was almost finished with.

Calys knocked on the door before being allowed in and immediately placed the lunchbox Nathan had brought onto the table that usually served as Angela’s resting spot.

After Calys left, Angela immediately began opening the lunchbox and smiled happily.

Her husband always knew exactly what she liked. Perhaps that was also why she’d managed to keep her marriage with Nathan going.

Just as she was about to eat her lunch, her phone rang.

When she glanced at her phone and saw that the caller was her ex-boyfriend’s secretary, Angela ignored it completely.

But the phone kept ringing until it annoyed her so much that she finally, very reluctantly, answered it.

“Hello.”

“Hello, Miss Jackson. It’s me … North.”

“Yes. I know. What’s up?”

North winced at the sharp tone of the beautiful woman who was still his boss’s dream woman.

Cautiously, he asked, “Miss, have you … not yet read the message sent by Young Master Walter?”

Angela immediately recalled the beautiful bouquet of flowers that had also contained a message from Calys.

“I haven’t opened it yet. What’s the matter?”

“Oh, that, Miss. Well … the letter states that Young Master Walter intends to invite you to lunch.”

Angela sighed softly, “I can’t.”

“Hm, but … Young Master Walter said this is very important, Miss.”

“I’m sorry, I still can’t. Besides, I’m having lunch right now.” Angela wasn’t lying, she had just been about to eat her lunch had she not been interrupted by that call.

North licked his lips and continued, “Miss, I’m sorry to have to say this. But Young Master Walter said that if you … refuse his invitation, then … the secret project collaboration with your company could be canceled.”

Angela froze. “Secret project? What project? I’ve never felt like I had a project with Walter Company.”

“As for that … you can ask Young Master Walter directly.”

Angela bit her lip, looking so torn.

As if sensing Angela’s confusion, North deliberately said, “You’re expected at D’Break Restaurant at two o’clock, Miss.”

Angela closed her eyes, feeling annoyed.