Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman novel Chapter 817

Chapter 817

Jeremy was utterly flabbergasted when Madeline hugged him on her own accord.

Amid the pitch-black environment, he ran his fingers around Madeline’s waist subconsciously and said in a faint tone, “Aside from the contract, what’s there for us to talk about, Mrs. Whitman?”

Madeline could not blame him for speaking in such a manner as she was the one who spoke in such a disdainful way in the first place.

“Jeremy, I really have something important to talk to you about.”

With the faint ray of light, Jeremy lowered his gaze to look at the person in his arms. “Speak.”

Madeline took in a deep breath. Cautiously, she scanned through the entrance of the conference room to reaffirm that no other people were eavesdropping. She grasped onto Jeremy’s arms with a slightly firm grip.

“Jeremy, actually, our—”

Buzz, buzz.

Madeline had just said a few words when the phone on the floor started vibrating.

Her heart missed a beat. She looked down on the lit screen that displayed Felipe’s remark.

‘The words have already reached my mouth. I can’t swallow them back.’

Clenching her fist, Madeline felt as if she was being teased. She was feeling even more irritated now.

It seemed that she was not able to shake off being monitored by Felipe.

“What do you want to tell me?” Jeremy pressed on the topic with a much more soothing tone all because she had called him ‘Jeremy’.

Ding!

Suddenly, the lights in the conference room were turned on again. However, the light within Madeline seemed to have extinguished.

Anxiously, she released Jeremy’s hands and quickly picked up her phone.

Madeline yanked her hand from him. “About the contract, if you insist on such a ridiculous request, then please hire another person with a much higher caliber. I can’t design your desired wedding rings.”

She spun around and headed to the exit.

“Eveline,” Jeremy called out to her. “Right now, what are you thinking about in your heart?”

Madeline came to a halt and tilted her head to look at him. “No matter what I’m thinking, it’s never going to be about you.”

Jeremy felt a weight pulling him down.

When they were engulfed in darkness earlier, he clearly felt Madeline depending on him.

However, currently, he thought that her expression and tone were so scornful that it humiliated him.

Madeline left the conference room and received Felipe’s third call.

Without further delay, she answered it. “Is there anything?”