In My Desperate Time

Chapter 446: Something I Can't Know

He sounds very guilty.

Actually, I don't blame him at all.

His warm embrace is enough to drive away all my sadness.

"I can endure everything to be with you."

I smile and sink myself into his arms.

"Jane, let's take wedding photos tomorrow."

"Sure." I agree without hesitation.

Last time, I didn't take wedding photos with him, for I was coping with Whitney.

In fact, I have been thinking since then, if something had happened to me, I should have regretted it for the rest of my life.

Early next morning, Frances takes me to the wedding photo shoot.

Earl also goes with us.

The wedding photos of a family of three turns out to be much sweeter.

Earl is a sensible boy. He doesn't make much noise when taking pictures.

Cameras always love Frances, and I am also photogenic. The wedding photos are finished in only a few hours.

After that, Frances goes to the company in a rush.

Actually, when he was taking photos, he received several phone calls. Although he forced a calm face in front of me, I could tell that he was troubled by something.

Earl and I follow him to the company.

At first, I want to do some drawing, but I am not in the mood at the sight of Frances' furrowed eyebrows.

Frances has been busy dealing with some documents at his seat for a while before heading to the conference room.

I walk to the computer, trying to figure out what is going on, only to find that I need a password.

He has never set a password for the computer before. Judged by his sudden action, there must be something wrong with him.

There are only Frances, Earl and me in this office.

Apparently, he sets this password in case I would see something.

He must be hiding something from me.

There is something I can't know.

I try several times but fail to get the correct password. I have no choice but to give up.

But, what exactly is Frances trying to hide from me?

I'm getting more curious.

Earl is asleep. So, why don't I eavesdrop on what they are talking about at the door of the conference room?

I rush to the conference room, and the door is left ajar.

I look inside through the crack of the door. Frances is sitting in the middle, talking to the rest with a serious expression.

There aren't lots of attendants, but they are all the upper echelons of the company. Most of them are the directors of the company.

Even old Mr. Louis is there.

Old Mr. Louis seldom takes part in the company affairs now. His appearance shows that something did happen to the Louis Group. Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

After Frances' speech, old Mr. Louis begins to say something.

Everyone is focusing on old Mr. Louis' speech. None of them notice me.

However, I can't hear what Frances has said from too far away. Then I take two steps forward and carefully stick my ear to the door.

"This time, the Jordan Group did do some damage to our company. They resorted to a lot of illegal methods, and even sacrificed their interests to hurt us. During this period, our share price has fallen by a lot. If they don't stop, it will definitely cause fatal damage to the Louis Group. There are only two paths in front of us right now. First, we can contend against the Jordan Group. Of course, both sides would suffer in this case. Second, there must be a reason behind their attack."

"We must find it out and deal with it."

With that, old Mr. Louis looks at Frances, as if he is waiting for his decision.

The reason....

The reason the Jordan Group attacks the Louis Group might be the grudges between me and Whitney.

Frances attacks Whitney because of this, and Lawrence must fight back.

But I didn't expect a personal grudge would turn into a battle between two companies.

I'm sure that the first way can't work. As for the second one, the Louis Group should satisfy Whitney in order to stop the Jordan Group. And what Whitney wants now is to throw me into prison and make me suffer.

So, what will Frances do?

I look at him from afar, my heart going to jump out of my throat.

Frances clears his throat, takes a glance at the rest, and says in a deep voice, "I won't choose either way. Actually, there is still another way, and that is...."