Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly) novel Chapter 845

Baldrick's idea was much simpler, and he said so with an honest and innocent face.

"Seeing Mr. Sebastian's temperament, he is not weaker than his mother before. Master Collins, if you keep pushing him, I am afraid..."

Baldrick didn't continue, but he believed that everyone was well aware of it.

Before many things had happened, no one could have imagined it.

"Humph. Does he think that if he threatens me like this, I'll be afraid of him? Without him, I'll just find another heir!" Jarold snorted angrily. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he slammed his palm against the table.

With a bang, everyone else in the room was shocked.

Baldrick didn't dare speak, so he had to step aside.

Jarold was furious. His face was that of an unknown quantity, and he sighed repeatedly as if he were thinking about how to deal with this matter in order to have the best outcome.

As he rummaged through his brain, he saw a cup of tea beside him with a nice fragrance.

Jarold smelled the thick aroma of the tea and pursed his lips subconsciously. Then, he reached his hand out towards the cup.

When Baldrick saw his movement, he opened his mouth slightly as if he wanted to say something, but after thinking for a while, he closed his mouth again.

Jarold picked up the cup of tea and sniffed it. Ha, it was quite fragrant.

Did Minerva even know how to make tea? Jarold took a sip of tea in a probing manner.

It was... not bad?

Thus, he took another sip and after a few tentative sips. Only then did Jarold realize that something was amiss. When he finally realized what was wrong, he raised his head and saw that everyone in the room was looking at him.

Everyone had witnessed everything that had happened in the room just now.

But now, Jarold actually drank the tea made by Minerva and seemed to be relishing in it...

Everyone looked at him differently.

Jarold remained silent for two seconds. With a bang, he placed the teacup back on the table and reprimanded, "What kind of tea was she brewing?

Is there even such a bad tea?"

Baldrick didn't say a word.

He felt speechless. Who was the one holding a tea cup and drinking so much just a moment before?

Jarold felt that he had lost his stance. He simply stood up and said, "Let's go!"

A group of people followed him out of the secretary's office. They came across Linda who had just arrived to work. When Linda saw her old boss, she was a little surprised.

"Master Collins, why are you at the company?"

Jarold was so angry that his face didn't look too good. He only nodded at Linda and didn't say anything.

Baldrick said with a smile, "We have something to deal with."

"What's the matter?" Linda asked subconsciously. "Do you need my help?"

"It's all right. We'll go now," Baldrick replied

"All right."

Linda could only watch them leave and then touch her head.

It was strange. Ever since Sebastian took over as the president, Master Collins had never come back to the company again. He did not doubt his grandson's ability at all.

Why did he suddenly come to the company?

And... he was in the secretary's office?

Linda thought for a while and suddenly remembered Monica, who had come here yesterday.

Just as this thought crossed her mind, Jarold suddenly stopped in his tracks and said to Linda, "Arrange a position for Monica. She wants to come to the company for a brief experience."

Monica?

Linda immediately reacted. Monica must be the eldest daughter of the Dormer family.

Linda said, "Master Collins, there is no vacancy in the company for now. If I arrange a position for her, the President..."

She bit her lower lip. "Stop quibbling. Dare you say that you didn't just want to..."

She was still shy and didn't have the nerve to say it directly.

Maddox was still trying to guess what she was talking about. When he saw her fair face turn red, he immediately understood.

He broke into laughter and reached out his hand to grab her small chin. His voice became a little deeper.

"Who told you that I was thinking about that?"

Minerva said, "Then why are you leaning on me?"

While they were talking, Maddox suddenly moved a little closer. They looked at each other's eyes, nose and nose, and their breaths were entwined.

She held her breath and dared not to gasp. Her voice was as weak as a mosquito, "You, what are you doing?"

Maddox did not speak. He merely stared into her eyes and studied her carefully. His serious expression made Minerva feel a little awkward. She could only gently take a few steps back. However, there was already a door behind her and she had nowhere to retreat.

Just as she was about to ask him what he wanted to do, Maddox spoke.

"I'm sorry that you've been wronged."

Minerva stood rooted to the ground, staring blankly at the serious expression in Maddox's eyes.

Did he... actually apologize to her?

Maddox reached out and rubbed her head. "I just wanted to see if you were crying... as long as you're not, that's good."

Upon hearing this, Minerva finally understood why he had come over and stared into her eyes.

It turns out that he actually thought that she had been wronged and was going to cry?

She thought it was nothing. After all, she and his grandfather also teased around for a while, and she didn't suffer any injustice at all.

But after he said these words, Minerva was very touched.

Maddox grabbed the back of her head with one hand and pulled her into his embrace. He sighed and said, "I'm just afraid that I'm late."