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Fall in Love with the Dominant Billionaire
Chapter 330 The Man Who Leaned on His Partner
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Malcolm lapsed into contemplation. “There’s an unknown element in the relationdig wees om and Ewen, Mont Everhart speaks of Reese, 1 detect a hint of guilt in his gaze
Justin’s mind was a whirl of confusion. Guilt? Does that imply that verhart has wronged Reese in the past?
I’m uncertain. That’s why I’m requesting your assistance in uncover the truth?
Malcolm was aware that he needed to unravel the mystery to find a way to keew’s heart.
Justin nodded in understanding. Understood. I’ll begin my investigation?
“Also, deliver these documents to Reese, along with this bay of snacks, Malcolm instructed, thrusting a heap of sacks from the couch into Justin’s arms. As he eyed the bulging bag of treats, Justia couldn’t help but wonder if Malcolms was attempting to overfeed Reese, Would she even consume such an abundance of food?
Justin had seldom seen Reese indulge in such treats at the office. It would be quite awkward if the declined Malcolm’s well- intentioned offering,
Noticing Justin’s hesitation, Malcolm prodded him, “What are you waiting for? Get moving
“Right away, sir.” Snapping back to reality, Justin hurried towards the elevator, arms laden with the items.
Meanwhile, Reese was downstairs, waiting. She spotted a familiar figure emerging from a side door and was about to approach when Justin rushed out.
“Reese, my apologies for the delay,”
His sudden appearance halted her pursuit. When she turned to look again, the man had vanished.
She quickly regained her composure. “It’s fine.”
Justin handed her a file along with the bag of snacks. “Malcolm sent these. He thought you mig he explained.
Reese frowned at the sizable bag of snacks. “I don’t eat snacks.”
hungry and could use a snack,
Justin hesitated, feeling slightly uncomfortable. “Well, it’s the thought that counts. Please accept them. If you don’t want them, you could give them to Alyssa. She would certainly appreciate them. Just didn’t dare push any further, fearing Malcolm’s potential wrath.
No one had ever rejected a gift from Malcolm. If any other female colleague at the office had received such a gift, they would have been ecstatic, as if they had hit the jackpot. But Reese seemed utterly indifferent, even knowing the gift was from Malcolm.
Seeing Reese’s reluctance to accept the snacks, Justin attempted to persuade her further. “Reese, this is the first time Malcolm has ever offered food to anyone. He usually doesn’t interact much with women outside the office. Please, just accept it.”
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Chapter 330 The Man Who Leaned on His Partner
Reese noticed Justin’s predicament and was aware of Malcolm’s personality. It didn’t matter to her whether she accepted the snacks or not, but for Justin, the situation was evidently more complex.
“You can distribute them among our coworkers in the office. Just tell them I couldn’t carry them right now, Reese suggested. She was on her way out to handle some business and couldn’t be burdened with a bag of snacks.
Justin found this to be a reasonable solution. It was Reese’s suggestion, after all. If Malcolm inquired, he would have his response prepared. “Alright, I’ll distribute them among the others,” he agreed.
Reese’s mind drifted back to the figure she had seen leaving the office earlier. It had looked like Everhart, Malcolm’s unusual call had piqued her curiosity. “Who was in his office just now?” she inquired.
Justin was momentarily taken aback but quickly recovered. “A potential business partner. Is something wrong?”
Reese wasn’t certain, but she decided not to pursue the matter further. “Alright, understood. You can head back up.”
“Take care, Reese.” After handing Reese the file, Justin turned and retreated into the building. As he stepped into the elevator, a wave of relief washed over him. Had he not been with Malcolm for so many years, he might not have navigated that situation as adeptly.
Given Reese’s astute perception, it was remarkably potent. Her abrupt inquiry had caught him off guard. Yet, what bewildered him was the reason behind Reese’s question. Could it be possible that Reese had spotted Everhart during his departure? There seemed to be a single plausible explanation for the peculiar expression that had adorned Reese’s face when she had left earlier. She must have witnessed something, but her certainty was wavering, which was the likely reason behind her question.
Reese slid into the car and promptly dialed Everhart’s number. She had to momentarily suppress her annoyance with Everhart to unravel the mystery.
Everhart answered Reese’s call without delay. “Reese, missing me?” he teased.
Upon hearing his tone, Reese felt a surge of irritation. “I don’t have time for your jests. Were you just at the Flynn Group, exiting through the side door?”
“So you miss me to the extent that you’re beginning to hallucinate? he bantered.
“Enough with the enigmas,” Reese snapped back, her suspicion escalating as Everhart attempted to sidestep her question.
“I was there, but it was merely a brief visit to a friend. What’s the matter?” Everhart deduced that if Reese was inquiring, she must have seen him. If he continued to deny it now, it would only confirm his presence there and his ongoing deception.
Reese was sharp enough to see through the subterfuge with a mere glance. It was wiser to confess outright.
Reese scoffed sarcastically, “Since when do you have friends at the Flynn Group?”
“Is it so peculiar for me to have friends in any company? Do you believe all I do is illicit? I need to earn a living, too. Or would you prefer to finance me?” Everhart retorted half–jokingly.
Engaging in conversation with him was akin to lighting a fuse for Reese. But this was insignificant compared to the pain Everhart had inflicted upon Reese. A few harsh words wouldn’t wound him. “Everhart, do you think you’re worthy of my support?” Reese’s voice was laced with disdain.
Anyone else might have lost their cool by now, but Everhart demonstrated extraordinary patience, burdened with feelings of guilt towards Reese. Moreover, considering Reese’s personality, he had to maintain a playful demeanor to keep the conversation going. Everhart played along, “Alright. I’m not worthy. Is it only Malcolm who could be worthy of it?”
“Malcolm isn’t the type of man to live off a woman, which is why he initially caught my eye.”
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