My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 71

I was so furious with his words that I couldn't breathe. I argued, "Roberts Group merged with Shelley Group last year, it's now one big company. Since you are the auditor of Roberts Group, naturally you will be handling all of Roberts Group's auditing, including Shelley Group's."

He chuckled twice and said, "Miss Reid, you're overthinking!"

What the f*ck!

I had fallen into this b*stard's trap, a big trap.

"Kelsey, see him off!" I ordered in anger. At the sight of him, I really had the strong urge to beat him up.

I would have to discuss this matter with Hendrix. I felt that it was too chaotic and too easy to get into trouble.

Seeing that I was asking him to leave, Sawyer held the lunch box, stood up, and said, "Miss Reid, don't try to get rid of Brilliant Audit. We have already signed the contract just now."

Instantly, my anger flared even higher.

"Get out!" I yelled. I couldn't hold back my rage anymore after suppressing it for an entire morning.

"Miss Reid, take care of your health." After saying that, Sawyer laughed aloud as he left.

I felt my head spin and collapsed in my seat. Wouldn't it be knocking at an open door if the auditing of a single company was handled by two auditing firms?

"Miss Reid, why don't we leave this to Alford Audit? Mr. Clark seems to be untrustworthy in my opinion," Kelsey suggested just then.

Of course, I knew that Sawyer wasn't trustworthy, but Hendrix had the intention to hand over Roberts Group's auditing to him.

After a pause, I replied, "I'll have to discuss with Hendrix."

Too many things had piled up together, causing my headache to worsen. I remembered that Monique's matter had not been resolved. Moreover, I didn't know if Hendrix would help Monique or not.

After contemplating it, I packed up my things and said to Kelsey, "Keep an eye on Sawyer. I'll ask Hendrix about this. As for the business trip, see which places need to be examined. Sort it out and then inform me about it."

It was a bit noisy on the other end of the call when I answered, but his voice was very clear as he asked, "Where are you?"

"At the company." I knew he would be displeased if I told him that I was at the bar, so I lied.

Still, in the next second, my lie exposed. His cold voice sounded from the other end, "Since when did the company look so dilapidated?"

I was dumbstruck. When I looked up, I saw my car's license plate number. Hendrix's eyes were fixed on me and his expression was indifferent. His cold eyes stared down at me.

Oops.

I had even wondered why it was noisy on the other

end of the call. It turned out...