Wrong Ride, Right Lover novel Chapter 416

Henry made long strides toward the elevator. His handsome face wore a cold expression, as terrifying as a grim reaper’s, as though he was from hell.

It felt as though a cold wind flowed wherever Henry passed, and it made the gorgeous secretary tremble.

The secretary initially thought of greeting the chairman, but soon dropped the idea when she detected his cold aura.

Despite working in the secretary department, she had not much opportunity to interact with the chairman. It was always either Shaun or Mandy that appeared before him.

All she could do was carry out the tasks Shaun and Mandy gave her.

She felt rather surprised that day when a clerk from the reception and a physician showed up while the chairman himself left the office.

Nevertheless, she dared not enter the chairman's office on her own accord, especially while the chairman was angry.

'If I offend him, wouldn't that be the end for me?'

Curiosity was often said to kill the cat. She did not long for a death wish.

Henry entered the elevator with his usual elegant footsteps, but in reality, Henry felt like he was trying to escape.

Henry, who was known to be able to suppress his emotions, ended up losing control because of Monique.

Was he really just treating Monique as Angel's mother? Was he just trying to tease her?

All the facts that Henry did not want to admit stared back at him, right in the face.

Yet, Monique tried all means to get Angel in Simon's kindergarten so they would be able to meet each other daily.

Thinking about this made Henry feel suffocated. His heart was aching, as though his heart was ripped apart by a beast.

He got into the car, hands placed on the steering wheel. He found that his hands were shaking.

He then changed his mind and called his chauffeur.

The chauffeur felt a cold shudder as soon as Henry entered the car. It felt as though the air conditioner was switched to maximum capacity, making him tremble.

In the meantime, the chairman sat in the rear seat with a pale face, as though there was a layer of ice covering his face, removing every trace of vitality.