“Ma’am, are we going back?”
Goss, the driver, asked.
Matthew Grant’s car had already started, and was headed in his other direction.
Blanca Roach was silent for a moment, “No, follow Matthew Grant.”
“Ma’am …”
Goss seemed a little startled by Blanca Roach’s idea.
Blanca Roach smiled, “Matthew Grant should be dealing with something urgent to go, I’m a little worried. Don’t worry. Just say I forced you.”
Goss was just a driver, naturally he did not dare to go against Blanca Roach’s wishes.
The car drove on the flat road.
Blanca Roach fiddled with her phone. She certainly did not suspect Matthew Grant of looking for women behind his back or anything like that. But she and Matthew Grant had said that they would never hide anything from each other.
She chose to confess.
But just seeing Matthew Grant’s nervous look, Blanca Roach is really worried …
She didn’t want to make things difficult for Matthew Grant, she just wanted to see if she could help.
The car followed Matthew Grant’s car in a whirring …
Not long after, Matthew Grant’s black Porsche stopped at the White Group.
Charles White?
“Ma’am, shall we get out of the car?”
Goss asked awkwardly.
He knew how good the president was to his wife, but it didn’t seem right to follow her like that. After all, the money Goss took was Matthew Grant’s, so he was still quite apprehensive.
Blanca Roach waved her hand, while her own eyes were dead set on Matthew Grant and Charles White.
The two men met. After a brief talk, they went upstairs.
Blanca Roach’s heart lifted
She knew something about the White Group, Wilson and Charles White were fighting over the company, but hadn’t the White Group been taken away by Wilson? How come Charles White and Matthew Grant are here now …
So thinking, Blanca Roach has gotten out of the car.
“Hello. Do you have an appointment?”
“No. I’m here with the gentleman in front of me. I’m his secretary. He just left his cell phone in the car and I came to deliver it.”
Blanca Roach took out her own cell phone.
Her cell phone was the same as Matthew Grant’s, which Matthew Grant had forced her to change before.
The receptionist looked at her suspiciously, “This …”
“President Grant is very busy with his daily business, if it delays his business …”
“Okay, okay, then you hurry up, they are on the twenty-fifth floor.”
The receptionist took a look at Blanca Roach, she always thought Blanca Roach looked familiar, but couldn’t remember where she had seen her before.
Blanca Roach left the receptionist and immediately got into the elevator.
She breathed a long sigh of relief.
She sneaked in like this, and wondered if Matthew Grant would be angry.
Over here, Matthew Grant and Charles White went upstairs.
“What’s going on?”
“Tsk, what can happen? The kid wants to confront me. What’s so easy to confront about it? I’m the one who did it.”
Charles White shrugged helplessly.
Matthew Grant was speechless.
The two men had reached the door of the conference room. The door opened, and inside was Wilson in a sharp suit.
The three men’s eyes locked and an electric bolt of lightning stirred.
All were men of ability.
And all good-looking men.
No one was defeated.
“Oh. Charles White. you’ve gone to get help?” Wilson disdainfully glanced at Charles White, he actually has not been able to look at Charles White.
He thought Charles White was a playboy.