Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 701

It took her half a minute before she could return to her senses. In disbelief, she said, “Did… Mr. Smith help me get rid of Grant Jackson?” That was absurd. She didn’t know this Mr. Smith from Adam. Not only had he given her a bottle of liquor at the bar, but he was involving himself in her personal affairs. How did he find out about this? She felt as though she were being watched…

The young man did not deny it. “This is Mr. Smith’s name card.”

She accepted the name card. “Please thank him for me, and… Why did he help me? I don’t think we know each other.”

The man simply smiled, got into his car, and left.

She found it very strange. She stared at the namecard, feeling puzzled. Alejandro Smith, Executive President of Smith Enterprises. She had never heard of him before. However, the most important matter at hand was to console Lillian. She did not call to thank him immediately. Instead, she stuffed the name card into her bag.

Lillian refused to open the door when Tiffany knocked on the door. She was too humiliated to see anyone. She had completely lost her dignity. Tiffany, on the other hand, felt happy and amused, dearly wishing that she could cut open her mother’s brain to see what was really inside. Suddenly, she received a call from Jackson. “I’m downstairs. Come down,” he said.

She kicked the door in front of her. “Sure, I’ll be right down.”

She was in a particularly happy mood when she climbed into the car. She hummed a small melody, despite not sleeping the entire night. It had been quite a few days since Jackson had seen her in such a good mood. “What’s up?” he asked. “Did something good happen? You seem to be in a great mood.”

He put the card away and decided to ask her about it when he had the chance. They had a busy morning, so he did not bring the matter up when he met up with Tiffany at the elevator. He felt suspicious when he saw the tired look on her face. “What’s wrong? Didn’t sleep well last night?”

Tiffany yawned, looking sluggish. “It’s not just that. I didn’t sleep at all, and I think I might have the flu. It’s fine, I can nap during lunch hour. I’ll be able to hold on until the end of the day. I don’t think I can do overtime though. Don’t worry about me; I can’t keep taking the day off. It’ll look suspicious if I receive the same amount of salary at the end of the month. I’d like to avoid public indignation in the office.”

The elevator arrived on their floor. He stroked her head. “Tell me if it’s too much for you. Don’t force yourself. If you’re really too exhausted, come to my office and take a short nap. No one would dare say anything about it.”

Tiffany thought that he was joking. She pinched his chest and giggled. “Stop it. If I take a nap in your office, people might gossip about you and accuse you of cheating on your fianceé. I’ll go in first; you take your time. Don’t let anyone see us together.” Then, she quickened her pace and sat down at her desk. She fluttered her lashes at Jackson flirtatiously when he walked past. Jackson cast her a sidelong glance with a deadpan look on his face then slipped into his office.