Have I Told You Lately

Chapter 37: Guilty

After a while, Mr. Johnson called her through the internal line. Rachel stared at Monica, who was quiet

on the sofa, moved over, and squatted down. She asked softly, “I’m going. Do you want to stay here or

go out with me?”

Monica blinked, crawled off the sofa, and tugged at her shirt.

Rachel chortled and stroked her head. “Okay, let’s go.”

Holding her small hand, Rachel went to the CEO’s office. Mr. Johnson looked at her curiously, “What’s

this?”

“Sorry. Mr. Johnson, she’s a child of my friend…” Rachel explained it again.

Mr. Johnson nodded and let her sit down. “The branch of Dragon Age has basically set up. It’ll put into

operation soon. Besides, the representatives will come to visit in a while. You’re the host.”

Rachel was taken aback. So soon? Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

She paused for a moment and then asked indifferently, “Do you know who they are?”

Shouldn’t the CEO come to visit in person for a branch?

Mr. Johnson chuckled. “Probably they’re some department managers. That’s why I let you go. If it’s a

big figure, I’ll greet him personally. It’s not a big deal. Just invite them for lunch.”

Lunch?

So it was a social meal. It would be fine if there were a few people. If not, she must drink. However, a

child was with her.

“Mr. Johnson… You know…” Rachel looked at Monica awkwardly and suggested, “Or… May I let other

staff host a meal?”

Mr. Johnson looked at her and then the quiet girl. He thought for a while and nodded. “Okay. Treat

them well. Don’t slight them.”

“Yes.” Rachel exhaled slightly. Then she asked, smiling, “When will they come?”

Mr. Johnson turned around to look outside and replied calmly, “They may be on the way. It won’t take

long. They’re just on the opposite side.”

“…”

Rachel stiffened, confused. She thought she must have misheard and stared at Mr. Johnson blankly.

“You, you mean they’re… where? On the opposite side?”

She slowly turned around to look at the opposite building, her heart thumping.

Their branch was right opposite to her?

Mr. Johnson didn’t sense her weird behavior. Moreover, he stepped toward the window with a smile

and pointed at the same floor in the opposite building. “What a coincidence! Their branch is on the

same floor as us, right opposite to us. Probably we can see them from here. Unfortunately, I’m

nearsighted.”

Rachel caught his gaze with a complicated look. Her smile didn’t touch her eyes.

Did Kenneth do it, intentionally or unintentionally?

Last night, he called because of it?

“Anyway, serve them well.” Mr. Johnson waved her away.

“Copy that.” Rachel recovered her calmness and took Monica away.

Back to the office, Rachel stood in front of the window and stared at the opposite building, absent-

minded.

Suddenly, the curtains of the building facing her office were rolled up slowly. A slender silhouette was

completely exposed to her, like an actor on the stage, which seemed unreal.

Regaining her consciousness, Rachel blinked heavily and bit her lips subconsciously, after making sure

that he wasn’t an illusion.

It was certain that the man did it deliberately now.

Kenneth stood still in the distance, putting his hands into his pockets in an elegant and domineering

way. His expression was a bit unreadable. But she was sure that he was regarding her, as if he had

already known where her office was.

The more Rachel thought, the more panicked she was. Picking up the phone, she called him without

hesitation.

It rang for a few seconds. She could see clearly from afar that the man took out the phone from his

pocket and placed it to his ear, still facing her direction.

“Hello.” A low, solemn voice came.

“Kenneth Shawn, what do you mean?” Rachel bellowed.

“What do you mean?”

“You know what I mean. Why did you set up your branch here? Don’t tell me it’s a fucking coincidence.”

Hearing her language, Kenneth frowned but said nonchalantly. “It’s not a coincidence, but a wise

choice. Thanks to my last visit to your company, I found this place, nice location, good environment.”

“…”

Rachel chocked and gnashed, “Kenneth Shawn, what on earth do you want from me? We’re divorced.

Can you stop disturbing my peaceful life?”

There was dead silence for a while. A low, hoarse chortle came. “Since I’m your ex-husband, you think

I do everything with intentions. Rachel, are you too narcissistic or… guilty?”

He emphasized the last word. His hoarse, compelling voice made her heart pounding.

If Kenneth was here, he must see her terrible expression.

Clenching the phone, Rachel gritted her teeth and kept silent for a while. When she cooled down, she

snapped, “Remember. You said you don’t have any intention.”

Then she hung up the phone before he responded, glaring at the opposite side, and then left.

Kenneth, who was standing by the window opposite, put down his phone and regarded her with dark

and unfathomable eyes.

Meanwhile, there was a knock on the door.

Sabrina walked in. “Ken, your mom called. She let us go back for dinner.”

The man didn’t turn around, replying indifferently, “I have something to do at noon. Tell her, I’ll go back

at night.”

The woman changed her look slightly. “What’s the matter? Do you need my help?”

“No. You can go now.”

“…”

Staring at him, Sabrina had known the answer and felt uncomfortable suddenly.

The Vantage Inc. was on the opposite. Did he want to see that woman?

She clutched her fists with a glimmer of weirdness in her drooping eyes. Saying nothing, she nodded.

“Then I’m going.”

……

Rachel sat in front of the computer and recalled what happened just now in a state of confusion.

Suddenly, someone dragged her shirt. Startled, Rachel bent her head. Monica rushed over suddenly

and stared at her, as if there was an emergency.

“What’s wrong?” she said gently.

The girl pursed her mouth, frowned, and reached out to take off her trousers with an uncomfortable

expression.

Observing her behavior, Rachel was confused but reacted quickly. “Do you want to pee?”

She shook her head.

Rachel was stunned. Then she tilted her head and asked, “Poo-poo?”

The girl finally nodded blankly.

Rachel was amused. She carried the girl and darted to the bathroom.

When she was waiting inside, the front desk staff suddenly called Rachel.

“Manager Yvonne, the representatives of Dragon Age are here.”