Christopher Scott saw Seven Murray in a panic, looked up and glanced at her, then pulled out a colored marker from the pen holder and made a mark.
Suddenly, Christopher Scott’s office beca unusually quiet, and they could hear each other’s breathing and heartbeat.
Seven sat across from Christopher, staring at the cooperation plan in his hand. She couldn’t help but start to doze off. Ever since she returned from her business trip two days ago, she had been working through the night on the plan, and today she had been busy looking for Liam Spencer and Christopher, and after returning, attended two etings at the company. At this mont, besides wanting to sleep, she really wanted to sleep, so she simply fell asleep on Christopher’s desk.
Inside the office, Christopher looked at the exhausted girl, took a deep breath, and thought, why be so stubborn? Why not lower her head, say sothing nice, and ask him for help? Why carry everything on her own?
Christopher felt sorry for Seven’s hard work, but he was also very bothered by how distant she was with him.
He knew she minded what happened that night seven years ago, but it was all a misunderstanding. He was also set up, so why wouldn’t she listen to his explanation? Why did she leave without asking? Leaving so decisively, did he an so little to her?
Thinking of the past, Christopher felt a pang in his heart again, but looking at Seven sleeping across from him, he couldn’t muster the energy to be angry. Instead, he slowly got up, took a suit jacket from the closet, and draped it over Seven.
It wasn’t until 3 a.m. that Christopher finally finished reviewing Seven’s plan. He had completely overturned the plan because he had thought of a better way to help Seven, but it would take ti to perfect.
He raised his wrist to check the ti, stretched lazily, stood up from his chair, walked over to Seven, gently patted her back with his right hand, and softly called, "Seven, wake up, ti to go ho."
"Seven."
"Hmm? Is it done? Is there anything that needs changing?" Seven imdiately shot up from her chair after Christopher called her a couple of tis, asking for his opinion.
Looking at Seven’s tense deanor, Christopher sighed deeply and reprimanded her harshly, "Seven Murray, do you want to work yourself to death by living so tensely?"
With one minor action, Christopher could see that she was almost always in this state of readiness, how could she live like this? Was she trying to push herself to death?
Listening to Christopher’s rebuke, Seven forced a smile and explained nonchalantly, "It’s nothing. I’m usually not this tense, just the past couple of days."
Ever since Madam Murray wanted her to take over the company, she had been in this state, even dreaming about work at night.
Christopher listened to Seven’s excuse, didn’t argue with her, and just said coldly, "I’ve finished reviewing the plan, and that’s it for today. Head ho first."
Hearing that the plan was done but Christopher not providing a clear answer made Seven anxious. She suddenly grabbed Christopher’s wrist and asked, "Christopher, can’t you just quickly give an answer? I want to make it for the year-end press conference."
On hearing she wanted to rush for the year-end press conference, Christopher’s face imdiately darkened. He thought, after being abroad for seven years, how could she still love to stir up trouble like this, without thinking things through? How could she possibly promote the brand this way? It would be crushed even before entering the market.
So, he shook off her hand with displeasure, saying, "Forget it, you’ll definitely miss it."
Listening to Christopher’s conclusion, Seven exploded. Right now, it was the most important thing to her. She pinned all her hopes on this press conference. If she couldn’t make it, what should she do? She really couldn’t wait another year. She felt Christopher was doing it on purpose, purposely stalling her.
She watched Christopher walk toward the office door and shouted angrily, "Christopher, you’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you?"
Christopher, also angered by Seven’s shout, what did she an he was doing it on purpose? Didn’t she understand what he said earlier? Her plan wouldn’t work. Even if it went ahead, at most, it would beco a second-rate brand with no room for growth. It would also waste the resources Owen Clan Group provided, lowering its prestige. Christopher wouldn’t do such a thankless task.
Turning around, he shouted at Seven, "Do you have any sense? You keep saying you want to make it an international brand. Do you really think your marketing strategy is that good? Stop wasting his efforts," referring to her brother.
"Christopher, what do you an? Saying my plan isn’t good enough and trying to kick out, isn’t it?" Seven was cornered by the company’s current situation and could only see the imdiate benefits, unable to think long-term. Besides, a woman is still a woman; compared to Christopher and the others, she was a few Maya Spencers short, at least in terms of strategy.
"Seven, don’t think everyone is as narrow-minded as you. I wanted to give you a few pointers for the sake of your beef noodles, but with your attitude, I have nothing to say. I can tell you I’m definitely not signing this plan." Christopher was tired of arguing with her, just feeling exhausted.
When Seven heard Christopher say he wouldn’t sign her plan, her eyes turned red with anger. She thought, why did she have to be so pathetic, coming here in the middle of the night looking for this humiliation?
She stared straight at Christopher, holding back her tears, and sneered, "Christopher, you’re really ruthless. I can’t afford to provoke you, I admit it."
Saying this, Seven grabbed her phone and strode out of his office.
However, as soon as her left leg stepped out of his office, she broke down in tears. Before this, she still held a sliver of hope, thinking that Christopher would sign her plan after making it difficult for her. She hadn’t expected that he never intended to sign it.
At this point, she could only feel hatred for Christopher, unable to find any other feelings.
Earlier, everyone jokingly said he was the most heartless among the six brothers, and she didn’t believe it. Now it seed they were right. Everyone had long seen through it, but she remained foolishly attached.
Seven years ago, it was like this, and seven years later, it was the sa. Back then, he caused such a big incident without giving any explanation. In seven years, he had never sought her out once. Seven years later, seeing her family’s company on the brink of bankruptcy, not only did he not lend a hand, but he also obstructed her at every turn.
In the elevator, the more Seven thought about it, the sadder she beca. She cried harder and even thought of giving up the company, thinking of just finding a random job to support herself and her mother.
But every ti she thought of Old Master Murray, she couldn’t give up.
In the office, Christopher realized Seven was angry and imdiately ran after her. However, as he reached the elevator area, her elevator had already descended to the fourth floor. He quickly pressed another elevator to chase after her. He didn’t want to miss her again.
Seven years ago, she left without saying goodbye, but Christopher knew what ti her flight was. He was too young back then, thinking that even if he didn’t explain, Seven should trust him. So, he didn’t chase after her or give her an explanation.
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