Chapter 244 Sealed Tight
Jonathan’s face darkened as he hung up the phone.
Susan had heard the conversation too. Her voice rose sharply. “Lilian can’t leave the <b>country</b>! She can’t even go to <b>another</b><b>. </b>city?”
Jonathan closed his eyes, a storm barely <b>contained </b>under his skin.
He gave a short nod. “<b>Yeah</b>.”
Hearing that, Susanpletely lost it. “She’s trying to kill Lilian! That vicious girl!”
I’m calling your father,” she said furiously, already digging for her phone.
She called Patrick.
The first call barely rang twice before it was hung up.
Fuming, she redialed and was rejected again.
Meanwhile, <b>Jonathan’s </b>phone started buzzing too. It was the <bpany</b>.
He answered stiffly.
As soon as the line connected, the project manager’s anxious voice filled his ear: “Sir, Wendigo Corp just pulled out. They’re terminating the contract.”
Jonathan stiffened. “What?”
“They’re being very aggressive about it. They’re refusing to pay the breach penalty <b>too</b>. They said they’ll take us to court if we push.”
Jonathan was speechless.
Wendigo Corp was one of the few valuable assets Reed Group still had. If they lost <b>this </b>project, how the hell were they supposed to survive?
“My father, Jonathan forced out, “he’s already at the office, right?”
It should have been enough time for Patrick to <b>arrive </b>by <b>now</b>.
The project <b>manager </b>sounded even more frazzled. “The chairman? No, sir. He’s not here.”
Jonathan was speechless.
He nced at Susan instinctively.
But <b>Susan’s </b>head was full of Lilian’s problems she hadn’t <b>even </b>registered <b>what </b>the other end was saying.
<b>Jonathan </b>felt like his <b>skull </b>was about to split open. “I’ll be right there.
Patrick had told him to stay at home tonight, acting like he <b>would </b>personally handle things <b>at </b>the office.
Where the hell had he ran off to?
At Sea
Cove.
Ste was ring at <b>Abraham </b>with righteous <b>indignation</b><b>. </b>
He reached out, pulled her back into his arms. “So good, he murmured. “Time to sleep.
Now he wanted to let her sleep.
Ste whined under her breath, still furious. I’m not talking to you anymore.”
Making her do something like that, seriously–humph!
Abrahamughed <b>lowly</b>. “That’s not your call to make.”
Ste, pissed off but helpless, wriggled in his arms–only for him tough again from above her head.
“Alright, alright. No more teasing
Ste pouted, grumbling. <b>“</b><b>You </b>can’t do that again next time.
Abraham didn’t respond only kissed her lightly on the forehead.
Ste pulled back, suspicious. “You heard me, didn’t you?”
What was that silence supposed to mean? Was he nning another round??
Abraham’s voice grew low and meaningful. “If you don’t go to sleep, there might be something even worse.”
Ste was speechless.
Even worse?What the hell did that mean?!
Seeing he wasn’t joking. Ste quickly zipped her mouth shut. Better not poke the bear.
The next morning. Ste woke up feeling hazy and warm
As she shifted, she realized she was tightly circled by strong arms.
Turning her head groggily, she found herself staring straight into Abraham’s <b>dark</b>, smiling eyes.
“You–why are you still here?”
She blinked, dazed and confused.
Abraham raised an eyebrow, pinching her cheek affectionately, “Forgot <b>already</b>?”
Ste was speechless.
<b>In </b>an instant, memories of the night before rushed back <b>into </b>her mind. Her cheeks flushed bright <b>red</b>.
“Then why are you still here?” she muttered again, shy <b>and </b>indignant.
“Hmm
Ste was puzzled-
Right. She remembered <b>now</b>.
It was him who insisted they sleep together. She hadid out all the pros and cons and he hadn’t cared one bit.
Afterst night, Abel and the <b>house </b>staff probably already <b>knew </b>everything had changed between them.
There was nothing she could do. Everything was <b>in </b><b>Abraham’s </b><b>hands </b>now.
Suddenly, her phone buzzed violently.
Marie.
She shoved the phone into Abraham’s hand <b>immediately</b>.
No way she was answering that call herself!
Abraham frowned at the caller ID but epted the call.
Before he could <b>even </b>speak, Marie’s furious voice exploded down the line: “You little brat! Look at you, getting all cocky now, huh!”
“Running away for three years wasn’t enough? You went and tattled on me too? I’m telling you this isn’t over! You hear me? If you’ve got the guts, don’t you daree back to Fleule! I’m so mad I could kill you! Ungrateful little thing!”