Mr. York was reporting on his work, and when he saw Michael answer the phone, he shut up for a mont.
At this mont, Michael hung up the phone. From what he had just said, Mr. York vaguely understood what he had probably said.
"Where were we? Continue ..." Michael put the phone aside and said.
Upon hearing this, Mr. York continued to report, "The engagent ceremony in half a month is already under preparation. If you want the tuxedo to fit better, I’ll have the designer co to your ho to take your asurents. If there are no mishaps, it will be perfectly in ti."
"Got it." Michael replied indifferently, "Book a flight to Rheinsville City the day after tomorrow."
Mr. York answered, "Okay."
When Michael saw that Mr. York was still standing in place and did not say anything, he looked up at him and asked with a frown, "Is there anything else?"
Mr. York said, "I ..." Mr. York said stiffly, "President, I know there are so things I shouldn’t be nosy about. But I still want to say, haven’t you ever thought for a mont about being honest with Wendy and telling her the truth about it?
This engagent is really going to make things difficult to settle down.
You know Wendy’s personality and character. Even after everything is settled, Wendy may find it hard to accept.
Why don’t you talk to Wendy directly and frankly? Wendy is not an unreasonable person.
Moreover, since you are secretly working with Ms. Collins, why not secretly work with Wendy to deal with Christian as well?
Why do you only want to exclude Wendy from this matter?"
Upon hearing this, Michael asked Mr. York rhetorically, "Since you know Wendy so well, do you know what she will do if she knows everything I am going to do now?"
Mr. York said, "She ..." Mr. York answered carefully with his head down, "She would stay and face it with you, I think."
Upon hearing this, Michael said, "Then let ask you again, if Wendy stays, what will Christian do to us?"
Mr. York said, "This ..." Mr. York knew he was being naive and his tone was apologetic as he said, "I’m sorry president. I didn’t think it through."
Mr. York’s heart just ached for Wendy.
Wendy and Michael had co a long way, and it had been too difficult for them to get to where they were.
Now, there was such a big misunderstanding between them.
And this misunderstanding was deliberately created by Michael.
Half a month later, once they were engaged, Wendy would be devastated.
But Mr. York also knew that Michael was right to do so.
If Wendy stayed, the dangers she would face were unpredictable.
Not to ntion, there were two children now.
It would be really terrible if Christian were to do sothing to the children.
Although Michael would send soone to protect them, it would be impossible to be completely foolproof.
Michael asked, "Have you arranged the people I asked you to arrange?"
Michael had been worried about the three of them.
Even if they had left and Christian really thought their relationship had broken down, Michael was still worried about their safety.
So, he asked Mr. York to send people to protect them secretly.
And these people must be the best bodyguards with strong anti-tracking abilities.
Otherwise, once Christian realized that Michael was still protecting Wendy, then all the efforts made would have been made in vain.
Mr. York replied, "Arrangents have been made for their arrival in Rheinsville City on the afternoon flight."
Upon hearing this, Michael nodded and waved his hand for Mr. York to go away.
In the evening, it was close to twelve o’clock midnight.
DR’s employees were all off duty.
Zen watched the last light in the company go out, and quietly sneaked into Christian’s office.
She knew that Christian’s office was monitored, so she went to the surveillance room and turned off the surveillance before entering.
She slowly disappeared into the office.
Zen did not dare to turn on the lights, because it would be too obvious.
She was familiar with Christian’s office, and she knew everything in it like the back of her hand because she ca here often.
Zen could touch everything in this office, but there was only one thing that she could not touch.
That was Christian’s computer.
No matter what ti it was, Christian wouldn’t let her touch this computer.
Zen ca here today, of course, not to play, and not because of curiosity.
Rather, she wanted to find out where Christian got the money from.
This question had been on her mind for a long ti.
She had also asked the finance departnt many tis, but unfortunately, the finance departnt was tight-lipped to her and did not ntion a word.
Zen had no choice but to sneak in and see for herself.
She thought, maybe she could find a clue from Christian’s computer.
Walking to the office chair and sitting down, Zen carefully reached out and pressed the main switch.
This was the first ti Zen sneaked into Christian’s office, and her heart was beating a little fast.
When the computer screen lit up, Zen’s heartbeat instantly went to its peak.
Not surprisingly, Christian’s computer had a password.
Looking at the locked computer, Zen thought about what kind of password Christian would set.
Generally, passwords were usually made up of numbers that one usually used, or so important numbers.
Zen knew Christian well, but she didn’t know him that well either.
For a while, she could not guess what kind of password Christian would set.
But since she was here, she had to try.
Zen first tried with Christian’s birthday and found that the password was wrong.
And the computer screen showed that there were two more chances to enter it.
If the wrong one was entered, the computer would turn on the self-protection chanism.
Christian’s computer must be different from ordinary computers.
Zen did not know what the so-called self-protection was, but she was a lot more cautious about the second password entry.
She thought, what kind of password would a man like Christian set?
Zen was deep in thought and thought carefully.
Suddenly, a possibility occurred to her.
She thought, could Christian have used Wendy’s birthday to set the password?
Christian never admitted it, but Zen knew very well that he had always liked Wendy.
Although this kind of fondness was a bit perverted.
The more she thought about it, the more Zen thought it was the most likely possibility.
She pursed her lips and entered Wendy’s birthday as if she was going all out.
After the six numbers were entered, the system again indicated that the password was wrong.
The computer emitted a blinding light.
Zen was stung by this light subconsciously closed his eyes.
Looking at the computer screen again, Zen frowned deeply.
She thought, should she try another password?
Or should she leave without trying?
If she left like that, Zen would feel a little indignant.
Christian’s office was not at all easy to enter.
There was no telling if she would be able to sneak in next ti.
She wondered what the password might be again.
Zen’s fingers were on the keyboard and she was thinking about what it could be when a voice rang out overhead, "150428."
When she heard the number, Zen’s fingers subconsciously pressed the six numbers.
The computer actually turned on.
Subconsciously, Zen showed a smile and said, "Thank you..."
As soon as the words left her mouth, Zen realized sothing was wrong.
She imdiately looked up and saw Christian standing by.
Zen’s eyes widened with fear.
She imdiately stood up from her chair and took a few steps back in fear.
After swallowing hard, Zen’s heart beat faster and she stamred as she said, "You... What are you doing here?"
"This is my office, so is it weird for to show up?" Christian sneered, reached out, and pressed the switch on the wall.
The whole office instantly beca lit up.
"Sorry..." Caught red-handed, Zen didn’t know what to say for a mont.
"I thought you would find an excuse, like you just ca to help organize my desk and accidentally touched the computer or sothing like that." Christian spoke slowly and thodically.
Zen knew Christian’s character.
At this ti, no matter what the excuse, he would not believe it.
It seed superfluous to make excuses.
"You found out, so I have nothing to say." Zen took a deep breath, and her chest was heaving a bit.
"You don’t even want to make an excuse. It’s really hard for to deal with you then." Christian approached Zen step by step as he looked at her with cold eyes as he said, "Zen, you said you’ve been with for so many years, so you should know . Guess, what will I do with you?"
"Christian, you can’t do this to ..." Zen shook her head repeatedly in fear. She knew what Christian ant.
Previously, she knew that Christian had disposed of a traitor who betrayed him with extre cruelty.
Now that he had caught her, she was afraid that Christian would not be soft on her.
Zen was afraid of death, but Christian would not let her die, and would only make her life worse than death.
She shook her head desperately.
"How can I spare you if you don’t even make an excuse?" Christian reached out and pinched Zen’s chin to force her to look into his eyes.
In Christian’s eyes, Zen saw insidiousness and ruthlessness.
"What excuse do you want to hear?" Zen asked.
"You’ll have to find an excuse, and I’ll let you go when I’m satisfied." Christian said, "You can try. Maybe I’ll pretend I didn’t see anything today because I’m in a good mood?"
"I..." This was the first ti Zen had ever been forced to make excuses.
In this situation, who could seriously really make excuses?
Moreover, Christian was very paranoid, so even if he didn’t know anything, he couldn’t be easily fooled by Zen, not to ntion that he had already seen through Zen’s purpose.
Now, Christian asked her to find an excuse just to deliberately toy with her.
"The first thing you need to do is to take a look at the website. I have worked hard even if I didn’t get any credit. You should know that I am on your side. I will not harm you. I am just curious about where your money is coming from, so there is no need for you to destroy . If there are no more loyal subordinates like , I’m afraid you’ll have a hard ti finding a second one."
"Is that so?" Christian said with heavier strength of his hand, "Then I really want to try to see if I can find another one."
After saying that, Christian raised his hand and slapped Zen’s face hard.
Zen did not withstand the force fell directly to the ground.
Blood flowed from the corner of Zen’s mouth.
Christian slowly walked towards Zen.
The increasingly closer distance made even Zen’s breathing much heavier.
She reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. Her heart was beating rapidly.
The body, little by little, subconsciously backed up as Christian approached.
Zen said, "Christian, you can’t do this to ..." Zen’s voice trembled a little in fear.
"Give a reason," Christian spoke again.
"I..." Zen was aware of Christian’s tactics.
If today, she didn’t give a reasonable reason, she was afraid she really wouldn’t live to see the sunrise tomorrow.
When Christian had squatted down, Zen closed her eyes and shouted, "I’m pregnant!"
These few words obviously made Christian stop in his tracks.
Zen originally did not intend to tell Christian right now.
But now, if she didn’t tell him the truth, she was afraid she wouldn’t be able to keep the baby.
Christian said, "What did you say?" Christian looked incredulously at the woman beneath him.
"I’m pregnant." Zen repeated, "Didn’t you want a child? Do you still suspect that the child is not yours?"
Christian was well aware of Zen’s feelings for him.
He did not doubt the father of this child.
And previously, he watched Wendy and Michael in love with each other and the family of four was so happy that he did have the idea of having a child.
Later, they also did not take asures.
It was normal for her to get pregnant.
It was just that when he heard the news, Christian was a bit overwheld.
He was actually going to have a child?
"Abort it!" Christian said in a stern voice.
Zen said, "What did you say?" Zen couldn’t believe what he was hearing and said, "Didn’t you want the baby?"
"Just because I wanted it before doesn’t an I want it now. Besides, I never wanted your baby." Christian’s words broke Zen’s heart.
He crouched down, looked at Zen, and said with a grim smile, "Do you know what the code ans?"
Of course Zen didn’t know.
Christian said, "That’s the day Wendy and I first t..."
Christian’s words caused Zen’s entire body to freeze instantly.
Zen had tried Wendy’s birthday, and it wasn’t right, so she thought Christian wouldn’t set a nurical password related to Wendy.
She didn’t expect that the one he set was actually the day they t for the first ti.
Christian even rembered the first ti they t?
Zen suddenly laughed out loud and said, "Unfortunately, you will never have the chance to let Wendy give you a baby in your life."
"Who said that?" Christian said, "I have always only believed in myself and as long as I want to, I will definitely have a chance. And even if there isn’t, I have to create it myself."
"So, Michael and Yonina’s engagent was also your conspiracy, right?" Zen asked.
However, this question didn’t need to be answered by Christian anymore.
Christian didn’t answer either.
He said, "I am giving you two choices, either abort the baby or go to Wendy and do as I say."
"Heh..." Zen now understood completely.
Christian could even exploit his own flesh and blood.
She and Wendy had already had a lot of conflicts, and now that Wendy had recovered her mory, it was impossible for her to treat Zen with the sa affection.
Now, he wanted Zen to go to Wendy’s side because he wanted to use this child to make Wendy lower her guard against Zen.
Christian told Zen to say that Christian didn’t want to keep the child, and Zen couldn’t let go of the child, so she had nowhere to go but Wendy.
Even if Wendy had doubts, she wouldn’t be able to watch Christian force Zen to have an abortion.
Because Wendy was also the mother herself.
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