Semua Bab Yearning for Her Return : Bab 631 - Bab 640

Caleb had never come across someone quite like this in all his years. Individuals who were ruthless and heartless weren't an uncommon sight. After all, there were many psychologically disturbed people, whether in prison or occasionally portrayed in gripping documentaries or films. However, this was his first encounter with someone so theatrical and dramatic. In the past, if someone had questioned whether stumbling upon a jackal feigning pity and playing the victim was conceivable, Caleb would have emphatically asserted that such a situation was utterly impossible. Now, as he grasped that it was not only possible, but unfolding right before his eyes, all he could articulate was a sense of nausea. He could even understand why Sam often wore perplexed expressions. David truly left them at a loss for words. If Caleb hadn't been naturally courteous and reserved, combined with the fact that he wasn't much of a talker, the scenario might have escalated into a complete spectacle, w

Daniel: "It hasn't been too busy. It's just that a few things from this afternoon are bothering me. I ended up feeling a bit irritable. So, I made the choice to skip dinner and stay back at the office. "Eventually, I looked up and unexpectedly caught sight of the breathtaking sunset outside the window, which instantly brightened my mood. "Becca, what do you think of this view? Do you think it's beautiful?" Daniel sent another photo. Compared to the previous one, the sky at this moment was even more vibrant. The sunset was filled with reddish hues. It was indeed beautiful. Even just looking at the photo was breathtaking, let alone seeing it in person. However, this photo confirmed Rebecca's suspicion that Daniel wasn't at GN Jewelries. The reflection showed a different office interior than when she signed the contract in Daniel's office. This one seemed larger and more spacious, but the vibe was colder. It was strictly business-oriented. Becca: "It's beautiful." Becc

If Rebecca hadn't been mindful of etiquette, she might have bluntly retorted, "You should know better." Fortunately, she maintained a thread of rationality. Considering Daniel's delicate emotional state, she merely sighed lightly, and her pitch-black gaze met Daniel on the video call. "Mr. Winston, if I were to send you a text message, you might question its authenticity and think that someone else might be attempting to cheer you up. But I sent you a voice message. Would you still harbor doubt even after hearing my voice?" Rebecca used a comb to tidy her wet and disheveled hair in front of the vanity mirror. Then, she casually wiped the damp ends with a dry towel. Given the weather, delaying the hair-drying process a bit wouldn't hurt. Daniel chuckled and admitted, "You're right. It was my mistake." It wasn't a lie. His surprise upon hearing Rebecca's voice message was genuine. It felt like a dream, considering all the foolish things he had done in the past. Outside

Rebecca: "..." Why in the world was he sending her a random question mark? Before Rebecca could fully assess the situation, Daniel swiftly fired off another message. Daniel: "I was thinking about inviting you to lunch, and coincidentally, I noticed 'Becca is typing.' Becca, no need to read too much into it." Rebecca carefully read the message on her phone and felt a tinge of embarrassment. Thankfully, this wasn't a face-to-face encounter; otherwise, it would've been painfully awkward. Still, considering the odd question mark earlier, she couldn't help but overthink the situation. After all, she hadn't sent a message, and Daniel had sent her a question mark. It almost made it seem like he was some sort of chat-box stalker. Even though, in hindsight, she realized she had been presumptuous. Well, perhaps … not entirely. After all, Daniel did extend a lunch invitation, and she did possess some charm, didn't she? Rebecca allowed herself a brief moment of self-admirat

Perhaps feeling that she had been rude, Rebecca explained again before Daniel could speak, "My point is, you have worked hard for the Winston Group. Won't you ...""No." As if knowing Rebecca's next words, Daniel gave her the answer before she could finish.Rebecca fell silent, but her eyes were telling enough. Would Daniel really let it go this easily?The empire he poured his blood, sweat, and tears into was about to be given to someone else with just a few words alone.Although Rebecca was abroad all these years, she learned about the situation in Fairport before coming over. Whether it was the historical culture or the recent economic development, she had dabbled in them one way or another. And the recent development of Fairport was mostly thanks to one person–Daniel.Even when she had a walk by the sea this morning, she occasionally heard Daniel's name from the mouths of tourists passing by.Honestly, if it were her, she would definitely be unwilling.Rebecca's expressions