Baird Lane clenched his cheeks and didn’t answer.
Aunt Lucy understood something about it and sighed, “So, sir, why don’t you call the missus?”
Baird Lane’s eyes twitched slightly, and in the next instant he took his cell phone out of his pocket.
There was a missed call on his cell phone from Gates a few moments ago, and he simply tapped ignore, then found Christine White’s number and dialed it.
Hearing her cell phone ring, Christine White took it out and glanced at it, seeing that it was Baird Lane calling, she bit her lower lip and hesitated for a couple of seconds before hanging up and turning her phone off.
Hugh Dong, who was driving the car, glanced at her movements and the corner of his lips hooked in an inaccessible manner, “President Lane calling?”
Christine White hmmm’d.
“Then why don’t you answer it?” Hugh Dong asked knowingly.
Christine White pursed her lips to keep quiet.
Hugh Dong shrugged his shoulders, “Looks like you’ve gotten a lot of excitement this time, what did you see in President Lane’s office that got you so worked up?”
Upon hearing this, Christine White’s gaze sank and instead of answering, she asked, “Why would you send me a picture like that?”
“You mean the photo of President Lane hugging Molly Bort, huh?” Hugh Dong purposely mentioned the photo, then smiled, “Because I didn’t want you to be kept in the dark about what President Lane was doing when you weren’t around him, but it’s a coincidence.”
“Coincidence?” Christine White looked at the perfect side of his face.
He nodded, “Yeah, I came to The Lane Family today to confirm with President Lane about the annual inventory of the last collaboration, I didn’t expect to see that scene just after I got out of the elevator, so I filmed it, it’s really surprising, so they are still entangled to this day, didn’t you say … ”
“Okay!” Christine White, unable to listen any longer, interrupted him loudly, “Just stop talking, okay?”
“Why can’t you say that, I’m telling the truth aren’t I? They were kissing and being intimate behind your back and that’s hurting you.” Hugh Dong continued on unmoved, “And seeing you run out of The Lane Family in tears is proof enough that you saw or heard something else at The Lane Family at the time wasn’t it?”
Christine White bit her lip in death, and her hand, resting on her leg, gripped her pants tightly, as if she were trying to rip the piece of fabric off.
He was right, it was because she had heard what Baird Lane had said at the time that she couldn’t stand it for a moment and ran away.
“Christine, tell me, what exactly did you see and hear at that time?” Hugh Dong looked at her askance with great interest.
Christine White closed her eyes and leaned her head against the car window, her eyes unmistakably bleak as she returned, “Molly Bort made an offer to Baird Lane to divorce me and marry her.”
“President Lane agreed?” The curve of Hugh Dong’s mouth deepened a little more.
Christine White shook her head, “No, but he said he’d consider it, so I ran out.”
If she didn’t run, when they found out, then how was she going to live with herself?
Waiting to be made fun of by that Molly Bort woman?
“President Lane is outrageous!” Hugh Dong tapped the steering wheel in feigned anger for her, “Christine, you did the right thing running out.”
Christine White tugged at the corners of her mouth, “Right or wrong I don’t know, all I know is that he wants to divorce me.”
“And what do you mean? Leave with him?” Hugh Dong asked with narrowed eyes.
Christine White’s small mouth moved slightly to say something, but said nothing, and finally just returned, “I don’t know …”
She did try to divorce Baird Lane before, but that was before Leo Bort went to jail.
But since Leo Bort went to jail, she’s put off divorce for good.
But now that he’s having second thoughts about divorcing her because of Molly Bort’s proposal, she really doesn’t know what she’s going to do.
“Well, just pretend I didn’t ask, but I’ll support you in whatever you want to do.” Hugh Dong laughed softly.
Christine White opened her eyes to look at him, “How did you just know I was stopping on the side of the road?”
“Because I’ve always been there for you.” Hugh Dong stopped his car for a red light.
Christine White adjusted her sitting position, “Waiting for me?”
“That’s right, when I sent you the picture, I guessed that you would definitely come over, and I also wanted to see what would happen when you came over, so I stayed in the car and didn’t leave, who would have thought that I would actually wait you out.” Hugh Dong winked at her.
The corner of Christine White’s mouth twitched, “You’re really all about the world, but thank you indeed, if it wasn’t for you, I might have gotten caught by him.”
Who this he refers to is self-evident.
Hugh Dong saw the red light pass and restarted the car, “No thanks, so what are you going to do next? Where are you going?”
Christine White looked out the window in confusion, “I don’t know, find a coffee shop or something and sit down for a while, I want to calm down.”
“That’s fine, I know a place with good coffee, I’ll take you there.” With that, Hugh Dong immediately changed lanes and drove in another direction.
Half an hour later, the cafe arrived.
Christine White followed behind him and walked in, the cafe was playing soft piano music which was very beautiful.
As she listened to the music, she felt that all her inner stumbles were much calmer, and her face was no longer so pale.
“Something to drink?” Hugh Dong took the order machine from the waiter and pushed it in front of Christine White.
Christine White glanced at the point blank machine and casually said the same thing, “Blue Mountains, I think.”
Hugh Dong was slightly surprised, “Blue Mountain is very bitter, even with sugar …”
“That’s it.” Christine White nodded with certainty.
Coffee was bitter, but how could it compare to the bitterness in her heart.
Hugh Dong looked at Christine White for a moment and seemed to read something, smiling softly as he returned the order machine to the waiter, “As the young lady wishes then.”
“Okay.” The waiter answered with a smile and turned to go backstage to get ready.
Christine White held the hot water and took a small sip, “Chief Dong …”
“Just call me Hugh Dong, we’ve known each other for so long and I haven’t heard you call me by my first name.” Hugh Dong cut off her words.
Christine White flinched, then opened her mouth to call out, “Hugh Dong.”
“Not bad, your Hugh Dong call soothes me.” Hugh Dong laughed lowly.
Christine White gave him a blank look, “Don’t you have anything to do?”
“What do you mean, you kicked me out?” Hugh Dong raised his eyebrows.
Christine White rubbed her glass of water, “I just don’t think that you have to stay here with me, if you have something to do, go ahead and do it.”
“I’ve been doing nothing lately.” Hugh Dong craned his neck.
Christine White was visibly unconvinced, “How can you be the president of a large conglomerate and have nothing to worry about.”
Baird Lane is so busy all day long, he won’t even go back to bed in the middle of the night.
She couldn’t believe that Hugh Dong, who was also the president, would be so relaxed.
“It’s true, the group’s affairs are all handled by my father now, I’ve been hollowed out and only deal with some insignificant chicken-feathers, so I don’t have much to do.” Hugh Dong replied back, but a lurid cold light vaguely flashed under his eyes.
Christine White captured it, a little heartily, but didn’t ask much about why that was.
After all, it’s someone else’s family business.
Hugh Dong stayed with Christine White for the rest of the day, chatting with her about everything.
Over the course of a few hours, Christine White discovered other sides of him that were unknown to her, namely that of a gentleman.
Yes, she really did think he was a gentleman.
Despite his harsh personality and how he treated her before, she realized after spending time together that he wouldn’t really do anything to her.
At least this afternoon had been much better with his company, and she had been much less depressed mood-wise.
“Hugh Dong, it’s getting late, I should get back.” Christine White looked at the dark night outside the cafe, put down the cooled coffee and stood up.
Hugh Dong’s eyelids fluttered, “You’re going back?”