Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean novel Chapter 600

It was impossible for Zayn to come in person, not in this lifetime. Quentin laughed and was not the least bit angry. He turned around and blocked Arthur's “view” with his own body, then began to spare no effort selling Denarius' new project.

Arthur had been groomed since he was young to be a proper gentleman, so he was not good at dealing with a smiling scoundrel like Quentin.

Quentin described Denarius' project like it would make a huge profit. Finally, Arthur could no longer bear to listen to his nonsense and left the area.

Lindsey watched the show and unknowingly finished the champagne in her glass. She looked at the smug look on Quentin’s face and asked in a light tone, "What the hell are you doing?"

Quentin’s spine stiffened. He was only here under immense pressure from his boss. His boss did not want to show up and gave him such a difficult task, so he could only put on this act.

What he feared most was Lindsey asking him what the hell was he doing with a smile.

"Pulling investment for a new project," Quentin said with a smile and almost bit his tongue.

Lindsey looked at him intently and dragged an “oh”. Quentin thought that this did not sound very friendly.

In the next second, Lindsey sat up. Her gentle aura became stern as she said, "How is it worth your while to come here personally just to pull in investment? As far as I know, there’s no such project in Denarius either..."

Quentin thought that he was in big trouble. He had forgotten that Lindsey was a major shareholder in Denarius. Lindsey had been taking the backseat for such a long time and had even gone to work for Hemera, so it was too easy for him to forget this fact.

However, thinking about this now would not help.

The next question Lindsey asked made Quentin's jaw drop. "Did Zayn put you up to this?"

Quentin subconsciously wanted to nod, but luckily he managed to hold back.

Lindsey also did not expect him to answer. She did not even look at Quentin and her eyes were looking into the void. She then said, "He’s afraid that I came to mess things up, so he got you to come and watch me? Then when he found out that I was alone, he had to make his presence known? Or is he worried that I’ll sell my own son?"

When Lindsey said these words, her voice was not loud and her tone was not very agitated. The only thing was that her eyebrows were tightly furrowed, which gave away her mood.

At first, Quentin felt embarrassed, but after Lindsey finished, he only felt helpless. This just meant that Lindsey and Zayn had such a deep misunderstanding. Their marriage was broken and Zayn had a fiancee who only knew how to make Lindsey uncomfortable, so even getting along calmly became a luxury.

Quentin was speechless for a moment while Lindsey felt humiliated. She finished her speech and stood up fiercely. She was unprepared for that movement, which made her sway viciously that she nearly fell.

The assistant next to her, who had been trying to reduce her presence, reacted quickly and hurriedly held onto Lindsey. She asked in a whisper, "Ms. Juhl, are you alright?"

Lindsey was also shocked by her own reaction. She stood up only to find that she had no strength at all. Her arms and legs were weak and she could barely stand up straight with her assistant's help.

However, she was clearly uncomfortable but did not show it because she was worried that Quentin would talk nonsense in front of Zayn, so she waved her hands and tried to look normal. "It's okay, I just got up too fast, probably just my low blood sugar."

"Ms. Juhl!" She looked at Lindsey with shock. "Are you really okay?"

The red tint on Lindsey’s face and the sweat on her forehead was very unusual. Lindsey was clearly fine earlier.

Lindsey also did not know what was happening. Since she stood up earlier, her body just felt soft and weak, yet she felt an inexplicable desire from her bones, which was simply absurd.

She had a feeling that there was something wrong with the champagne she drank earlier.

Lindsey used all her strength to support herself on the wall while her other arm was held by her assistant. She knew that she had to get out of here as soon as possible.

She knew that she should not stay here any longer. If there was a problem with the champagne, the other party might have something planned later. Lindsey clenched her teeth so hard that she could taste blood. She barely managed to speak, “Let’s leave now. Is the driver still here?”

The assistant had already contacted the driver earlier. She nodded hastily when she heard this. "Yes, I’ve contacted the driver. He’s just waiting outside."

Lindsey's heart was slightly relieved, and she barely gathered her strength. "Let's go! Quickly!" The young assistant was suddenly nervous for some reason.

The two of them had to go through a long corridor to get outside. Lindsey could not see clearly and almost fell several times. Luckily, the young girl beside her was supporting her. The two of them finally walked to the end of the corridor, but when they turned a corner, they saw two unfamiliar faces.