The actress’ heart was racing. “Y-You’re handsome in every aspect.” Christoff replied, “You’re like wine to me.” She blushed. “W-What do you mean?”
He leaned in close with a smirk. “Both are consumable.” The next day, a group of managers and secretaries gathered outside the president’s office at the Nolan Group to report their work. They jostled and pushed each other as no one dared to go in. Curtis walked into the scene and was surprised by the commotion. “What’s going on here?”
A manager immediately approached him and gestured toward the office with a glance. “Don’t you see, Mr. Wood? The tension in there is unbearable.”
“That’s right. Our president has already made three managers and five secretaries cry this morning. It’s impossible to go in and come out unscathed.” “Mr. Wood, please think of a solution.” Curtis snorted inwardly. A solution? What solution could there be when even he was scolded too?
“There’s no solution. You’ll have to fend for yourselves.” He was about to go in. A manager grabbed Curtis and pleaded, “Mr. Wood, you can’t just stand here and do nothing. Here’s an investigation report. Please bring it in when you go inside.”
Once a person found a solution, others quickly followed suit. “Mr. Wood, I have my annual report here. Please bring it in as well.”
“And my project proposal.” “My meeting minutes!” In a short time, Curtis had a stack of documents in his arms. He frowned at everyone. “You guys…”
Everyone bowed deeply to him. “Mr. Wood, take care.” He stared at them in silence for a moment. “Don’t act like I won’t come back, okay?”
As soon as he entered the office, something flew toward him. He instinctively dodged and narrowly avoided a blue file that flew past his chin before crying out in grievance. “President Nolan.”
Eugene did not expect it to be Curtis and frowned. “What’s the matter?” Curtis quickly placed the files on the desk and said, “President Nolan, a few children are waiting outside to see you. Would you like me to see them?”
Eugene’s brow furrowed. “Children?”
Curtis explained hastily, “Yes, there are three of them. T-They said they are your sons.” Eugene’s face immediately turned black. “My sons?”
He could not help but wonder, Since when did I have so many sons? An inexplicable annoyance arose in his heart. “Don’t you know who my son is?”
Curtis replied anxiously, “I know, but these three children are alone and keep insisting on seeing you. They had been waiting outside for a long time, and I didn’t have the heart to ask the bodyguards to drive them away. That’s why I came to report to you.”
Angered, Eugene threw his pen on the desk and lazily leaned back on his chair. Why are strange things happening one after another recently?
Starting with the rope breaking at the Nambahd Amusement Park, he felt he was being set up. As someone had died in that accident, the authorities were alarmed. Eugene had to step forward to resolve the issue and was later ‘invited’ to the City Palace by the King of the City. He subsequently promised Azalea that he would accompany her on her birthday. After that, he and Olivia began to have various misunderstandings when she went to the City Palace.
As Eugene returned from the City Palace, he heard rumors about Olivia and Christoff, and they began to argue. Their arguments escalated to the point that she still ignored him until now.
Eugene sensed that all these events were somehow linked to Christoff, but he was hesitant to reveal this to her as it could further fuel her resentment toward him.
