Love Is Fair

Chapter 2

Chapter 002 Return of the First Young Lady Hailey calmed down, turned on the laptop, and typed away onthe keyboard. She hacked into the monitoring system, erasing all traces of herself.

She left without a trace, just like how she came.

"Sir, Madam is gone!" Owen received the news on next morning as he returned to theMoore's Mansion from the hospital.

A pleasant, refreshing fragrance of roses entered his nose as soon as he pushed the door open.

It was how Hailey smelled, which he had gotten used to over the past three years.

He rarely stepped into the main bedroom, and Hailey was the one who decorated it.

The color scheme was different from the other rooms.

The bright yellow sheets and bedding exuded a quiet and warm atmosphere.

It was clean and tidy, just like her.

However, he did not stay or have the interest to appreciate it.

Instead, he walked

straight to the bed.

Hailey had signed the divorce agreement and left the ten million dollar check he had personally signed.

A delicate, transparent rose seal lay on the bedside table.

The bottom of the seal had the words, Owen Moore.

The white rose carved on the side was lifelike and done skillfully.

He couldn’t help but rub it.

The jade was good quality nephrite, which was bright, clear, and cooling to the touch.

What made it special was the red lines at the bottom that seeped into the seal.

Under the sunlight, it looked as if the red roses were blooming gracefully.

It was both magical and beautiful.

She liked roses.

He knew that there was a patch in the yard, but he had never given her a bunch.

He picked up the card under the seal and opened it, revealing Hailey’s elegant handwriting.

“Happy third wedding anniversary.

Owen, goodbye." Owen looked at the two lines of words and raised his eyebrows.

He looked at the calendar by the bed.

It was the 10th of April, the day they registered their nupter 102 Return of the First Young Lady marriage.

In a flash, three years had passed.

He held the expensive nephrite in his hand, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

'Where did she get the money?' He gave her quite a bit of allowance every month, but she rarely used it.

She said she didn't have to worry about clothing or food as she was always home.

Therefore, there was no need to spend the money. NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

The money remained on the account, and never once had she withdrew a large sum.

Owen listened to the assistant's report, and his eyes deepened.

He said in a low voice, "Find out where she went and pay attention to her whereabouts.

If she is a spy the opponent planted by my side, bring her back.” Was it true that Hailey Byrne was an orphanfrom a rural village with no parents? Three days later, Poya.

The headquarters of Crystaldale Company, located in Uptown Plaza of the central business district of Poya, was in a stateof chaos.

The company staff was rushing into the building.

The higher-ups had arrived and gathered in the hall on the first floor to greet the new president.

Two days ago, Crystaldale Company was on the verge of bankruptcy but managed to turn the tables after being purchased by a mysterious businessowner at a high price.

While the staff members kept their work position, they fell into another panic.

"Who is the new president? Is he a man or a woman? What is his background? Didn’t you hearanything about him?" "Not to mention us, even the management doesn't know the identity of the new president.

The new president is so mysterious.

I hope he is a handsome man.

I can't wait to trip and fall into the arm of our handsome president and begin our love story!” “Dream on.

What if it’s a woman?”

“Stop joking.

How is that possible? You might as well hope the First Young Lady of the Newmans come backto life..." "The new president's here! Stop chatting!" Everyone held their breath and looked at the hall's entrance nervously.

They saw a black Rolls-Royce parked at the door, and the vice president went to open the door in person.

Soon, someone stepped out of the car.

To be precise, it was a woman.

The woman's 10cm heel fell on the ground before a woman with neat short hair and a white suit got out of the car.

She slowly stood up, revealing her beautiful face, accentuated by makeup.

The senior employees, the higher-ups who had worked in Crystaldale Company for nearly ten years, looked atthis familiar face and cried out in surprise, "M-Miss Newman..." Hailey stood at the entrance of Crystaldale Company, and her red lips twitched.

“Hi, long time no see,” she said.