Flash Marriage: She becomes Mrs. CEO after the Failed Dowry Talk Chapter 511: Who Are You Dating?

By the bustling streets, Rhys Linden and Yvonne Winslow were entangled, and this scene happened to catch Nora Northwood’s eyes.

She hesitated: When did these two get involved?

Yvonne Winslow entered the office building a step before Nora Northwood, and Nora followed into the staff elevator.

"Secretary-General Winslow, have you confird the relationship?"

If it were soone else, Yvonne would just smile and brush it off, but the person before her was not "soone else."

Guessing that the scene downstairs was witnessed by Nora, Yvonne bluntly said, "It hasn’t been confird yet, still considering."

"Rhys Linden’s family background is quite complex, think it through."

Regarding Rhys Linden, Nora rembered that his family was in politics, and he was a child who grew up in the compound, often feeling restricted.

The reflective elevator door mirrored Yvonne Winslow’s face, with her jawline tense.

The two went together to the third floor.

As more people moved into this building, the CEO’s office consistently remained on this floor.

Nora Northwood was accustod to the fragrance room in the office, and for a while, she didn’t want to relocate.

She changed into her lab coat and entered the fragrant enclosed space, starting to fiddle with the bottles and jars on the fragrance counter, each bottle arranged in chaos but with order, it seed only its true owner could imdiately find their specific locations.

The liquid in the distillation flask shimred with a translucent pink gloss, and she regarded it for a long ti as if looking at a rare treasure.

The phone in her pocket vibrated once, and Nora glanced at it—it was a call from Jasper Sinclair. Her fingers acted faster than her consciousness to answer it.

"Nora, sorry, a sudden situation ca up, I couldn’t take you ho."

She’d heard his apologies too many tis; it made her ears feel calloused, so she simply didn’t respond.

"There were more people than just Spencer Ford who took to the site, please investigate this thoroughly. If there’s anything you need my cooperation for, contact anyti."

After saying this, Nora began to regret, feeling as if she were pleading with Jasper...

The man on the other end of the line was shaking his pen, desperately trying to make it write after half a day without ink, making one anxious.

"The company is already blocked off, and construction halted for half a month. How do you plan to deal with Spencer Ford?"

In the past, Nora might have softened and let juvenile delinquents off easily, but now she knew her retreating would beco further fuel for the other side’s audacity.

She said, "Let’s go by the rules and hand him over to the police, see how they’ll deal with it."

Jasper Sinclair was very pleased with her answer, his straight mouth curved into a smile, "No need to hand him over to the police just yet; we need to use him to draw out the person behind this. Leave this matter to ."

"Thank you."

After the call ended, Jasper twisted open his pen and replaced it with a new ink cartridge.

Shortly after, Louis Hayes ca in, "Director Sinclair, only a single silver van was on the scene without a license plate; it’s difficult to investigate."

"Continue investigating, delegate so of your current work to Lila; she’ll help you handle it."

"Understood. The repair shop notified that Madam’s car is fixed; should we send it to VK?"

"Give the keys."

Louis smiled as he placed the keys on the corner of Jasper’s desk, having understood his temperant.

After everyone left, he draped his arms over both armrests of the boss’s chair, and the position was relaxed, giving him a formal reason to visit Nora Northwood.

However, saying so, an angry woman is truly difficult to appease, he didn’t know how much longer this marital battle line would drag out, but his patience was running thin.

Without waiting for the end of the workday, Jasper Sinclair started up the creamy blue Bentley.

Missing the evening rush hour, he sped along the highway.