Chapter 901:
I walked into my office and nodded.
“I’ve already heard the big news.”
Joey sighed and said, “It’s said that he jumped off the roof of K.G. Software Company. It’s more than 30 floors. I heard his brain splattered everywhere.”
Hearing this, I covered my chest and said, “It’s early in the morning. Don’t disgust me, okay?”
“But he’s not pitiful. After all, he was so heartless to his ex-wife and son. This is retribution!”
Joey said.
“Well, he has been punished. Don’t mention it anymore.”
I sat down at my desk, not wanting to hear any more news about Daniel Morgan as it made me feel a little upset.
Joey turned around and sat opposite me.
“Okay,” she said with a smile.
“Then let’s not talk about Daniel Morgan. Hey, what do you think will happen to Connie and her daughter if he dies?”
“Their good days are coming to an end,” I replied.
Joey crossed her arms in front of her chest, thought for a moment, and said, “I don’t think they will suffer too much. Think about it. During the time Connie stayed with Daniel Morgan, she must have saved some money, right? Even if she doesn’t have much cash, there should be a lot of jewelry, diamonds, luxury bags, and clothes. These are enough for them to spend a long time.”
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Hearing that, I thought, “Connie won’t let herself suffer a loss. I just didn’t expect that she would become a widow after Daniel Morgan died last night. I never imagined that it would become a reality after just one night.”
Bella’s POV:
It was almost noon when I suddenly received a call from Herbert. Seeing that it was his call, I immediately picked it up with a smile.
“Mr. Wharton, I wonder which restaurant you’re at now? You don’t have to pick me up. I can go by myself.”
I didn’t know why, but now that I couldn’t see him for a long time, I missed him very much. I felt that I was becoming more and more dependent on him in our relationship. I wanted to be with him every day, but he needed to work, and I had to focus on my career as well. Otherwise, I really would have wanted to be with him 24 hours a day.
But this time, he said in a serious tone, “Bella, I’m sorry. I have something to do last minute. I can’t have lunch with you at noon today.”
Hearing this, although I was very disappointed, I knew it wasn’t his intention. The next moment, I played the role of a reasonable wife.
“Work is more important, and you’re engaged in social activities. I’ll be very considerate of you.”
After a moment of silence, he said warmly, “You are more important than work. What happened today has nothing to do with work.”
“What are you going to do at noon?”
