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    Yvette''s face turned pale. "Brother, you don''t trust me just because of this?" Finn frowned deeply, and before he could say anything else, Yvette''s tears fell even more heavily. She buried her face in her hands, sobbing andining.


    "Yes. I lied about this. Keith was found by Fiona, Miss Banks of the Banks Group, through her connections. She was a new friend I knew at thepany."


    "I didn''t mean to deceive. Fiona made some mistakes and everyone knew it. The wholepany was biased against her. I''ve experienced that feeling of being criticized and misunderstood, which was unpleasant. Fiona has changed and wants to help me and thepany."


    "If I tell the truth that Keith was hired because of Fiona''s connections, they would start to distrust him.


    "We didn''t know Keith would lie to and deceive us. When everything was revealed, I was so relieved that Shakira had found Mr. Reynolds and his team. At least, I didn''t make a huge mistake"


    Yvette''s voice became choked and hoarse. "I thought you came to save me for you understood and know me. I hadn''t thought, after all these years as siblings, even you don''t believe me. Did I mess up so badly that I let you down too?"


    At the end, Yvette slowly lifted her head, with her eyes brimming with tears and full of sorrow and grief.


    Finn was silent for quite some time. Regardless of the reason, the facts couldn''t be changed. She deceived everyone for fear of being suspected, even making him bear the me.


    Finn, who was meticulous and strict at work, couldn''t tolerate such selfish and overly ambitious subordinates in the


    Strangely, Finn suddenly thought about Mitchell and Felix. Ever since they were kids, Mitchell had been the closest to Yvette, yet before disappearing, he gradually became distant and indifferent to this deep sibling bond.


    Felix was the same case. At that moment, he could somewhat empathize with his "sister" who had been part of the family for neen years. He realized she wasn''t as naive and innocent as she seemed.


    Finn''s eyes grew more intense. After a moment, he hesitantly pulled out a sky-blue handkerchief from inside his suit jacket. "Stop crying. Wipe your tears."


    Yvette took the handkerchief and wiped her face, leaving dark marks from her tears on it.


    Finn''s expression stayed serious. "Whether your intentions were good or not, lying is still wrong, especially when ites to work matters.


    "As you mentioned, if it weren''t for Shakira, no one would have caught Keith''s pretense. By the time you all signed the contract and got the project started, it would have been toote to correct anything." Yvette mumbled quietly, "I was reflecting on my actions while waiting for you. I felt frustrated and full of regret.Content ? N?velDrama.Org 2024.


    "If I hadn''t been sopetitive about the project with Shakira, none of this would have happened, and no one would have misunderstood you. It''s all my fault. I''m really sorry."


    Finn rubbed his forehead, feeling a sense of powerlessness as if he were hitting a cotton pillow. He didn''t say anything else and just told the driver to take them home.


    Yvette kept her head down, pretending to wipe her tears away, and in a moment, the look of grievance and pity had vanished from her face.


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    After returning to her desk, Shakira dove into preparations for the uing project meeting. Time was short. After a flurry of activity, it was nearly ten at night. As she emerged from the four-hour meeting, a sudden thought hit her- She thought, "Terrible. I forgot to tell Big Devil not to wait for me.


    Shakira quickly grabbed her phone, surprised to find that Walter hadn''t sent her a single message. That didn''t make sense.


    Colleagues said goodbye to her, and Shakira replied absentmindedly, slipping into the stairwell as she called Walter.


    He picked up after just one ring, sounding mock-upset. "Finally you think of me, huh?"


    "Sorry, sorry. I''ve been stuck in meetings all day and haven''t had a chance to check my phone," said Shakira.


    Walter''s voice turned sharp. "So you haven''t eaten? Neglecting your health for a few bucks?"


    Shakira meekly epted the scolding but softly defended herself. "After sealing the deal, I get about 300 thousand dors as a bonus, not just a few bucks." "Shakira," he shouted.


    "Yes. Don''t get upset, please. Missing one meal isn''t a big deal. I''m heading back now."


    "No need to go back. Come up here."


    Shakira was puzzled. "Huh?"


    know you''re workingte. I didn''t leave the office."


    "Oh. Wait for me. I''ming up right now."


    Shakira quickly gathered her things and rushed to the private elevator. The executive office was already empty. She made her way into the arms of the handsome man under the curved sky ceiling. His scent melted away all the tiredness from her busy day. Walter gently stroked her long hair, pulling her onto hisp.


    Just then, Brian came in with the freshly heated meal. Seeing the scene, he quickly set the food down and quietly left the


    room.


    Shakira''s eyes lit up as she saw the sizzling roasted beefsteak on the table. "Are these from Veiled Vine?"


    As soon as she finished speaking, her stomach growled.


    Walter yfully pinched her nose. "Hurry up and eat."


    "Haha. Then I won''t hold back."


    Shakira put on gloves and started devouring the roasted pigeon. It was delicious.


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    Walter watched her intently. The breathtaking view of the bustling city outside contrasted with the sight of this cute girl devouring the pigeon, with her face shiny with oil.


    He felt it like a dream, something he never imagined. But now, his arms were filled with the solid warmth of reality.


    Walter grabbed a napkin and gently wiped the oil from her cheek. "Slow down. No one''s going to take it from you."


    "It''s just too tasty. I can''t help it. Did you have any?"


    Walter teasingly remarked. "Do you think I''d starve myself, just waiting for you?"


    Shakira''s eyes twinkled with yfulness. "I know you wouldn''t, but I bet you didn''t eat much."


    Walter raised an eyebrow. This Little Fox was absolutely right.


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    After finishing roasted beefsteak, Shakira took a piece of gammon. She ate a bite herself, then fed a spoonful to Walter. He happily epted and even finished off the mushroom soup. Shakira finished eating and drinking and then burped contentedly. "Let''s head home. You must be getting sleepy by now."


    Usually, Walter would be in bed by ten, but now it was almost midnight.


    Walter didn''t move, with his eyes fixed on her. "Aren''t you going to exin?"


    "Exin what?" asked Shakira.


    Walter kept silent. Shakira thought for a moment. "You mean the Warmth project? Of course, I know about it as I often y games with Sean and Cathy." Walter''s gaze was enigmatic. "After you joined thepany, several departments were looking to coborate with ''Warmth, but you didn''t tell me." Shakira thought for a moment. "At first, they were low-key and just wanted to help stray animals. They didn''t consider deeper business coborations." "As for why they areing today, It is because I couldn''t pass up the big bonus, so I persuaded them."


    Shakira looked at him eagerly. "Does that exnation satisfy you?"


    Walter lightly flicked her forehead. "Money lover."


    Shakira covered her forehead and pouted. "Being a money lover has its benefits, doesn''t it? Otherwise, some people might have taken advantage of us." Walter chuckled and shook his head.


    He started the wheelchair and was ready to take her back holding her like this.


    But Shakira grabbed the table. "You''ve asked your questions and now it''s


    my turn."


    Shakira pointed at the photo frame on the table. "Why did you leave it here? It''s not good if someone sees it."


    Walter grabbed her hand and asked back, "What''s wrong with that?"


    Shakira blushed slightly. "It just doesn''t seem appropriate. CEO of the Lopez Group puts a couple''s photo on his desk? It doesn''t match the image of a domineering CEO."


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    "I think it fits perfectly," Walter said seriously. "All the CEOs in romance novels are love-obsessed. I''m just going with the


    flow."


    Shakira was lost for words.


    SVIP ward of Harborview Medical Center covered nearly 3300 square feet and was arge suite of two rooms. Jaslene, resting on the ward, vaguely heard the sound of something shattering and a shrill voice hurling insults outside. She slowly opened her eyes. The door opened, and Fiona walked in briskly. Seeing Jaslene awake, her angry face instantly broke into a smile. "Grandma, you''re awake."