Stuck In His Heart

Chapter 96 She Was Still Alive (Part one)

Startled by the thud from the door, Consuela took the grip on the doorknob less. After a short moment, she turned her head around and only saw the trembling sound of the door.

She sighed and thought it was of good quality.

Consuela was shocked. But her belly became peaceful. It was a little weird.

Soon, a car left the villa. The light in front of the car was so dazzling that it turned into a small star from a large ball and gradually drove far away.

She leaned against the carved door, feeling very uncomfortable.

After taking a deep breath, she hurriedly opened the door and found the soft bed in the darkness. She lay straight and curled up.

She touched her belly and drew the outline. She couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was.

She suddenly sat up and ran to the toilet with her hands on her stomach. She still couldn't stand it.

When Richie arrived at Sruthan Building, it was already off work time. There were people leaving the company one after another. He only nodded in response to their greeting all the way.

He went straight into the lift and went straight to the top floor.

He was only wearing a white shirt, and it was still very cold in the season approaching spring.

He was in such a hurry that he forgot to put on his coat. In fact, he just wanted to be angry with that person. He was as childish as a naive child.

As soon as he walked out of the elevator, his cell phone rang in his pocket. He frowned and asked, "what's the matter?"

As soon as he said this, he saw the man who had called him in a hurry from the corner of his eye.

"We have figured out the identity of the mysterious man. I was about to send you some files." A paper document was passed from Tim.

After taking the files, he walked into the office. His calm face was filled with indescribable flirtation, and his hand holding the files also tightened.

Richie, who only cared about the result but not the process, suddenly asked, "How did you find it?"

After a little surprise, Tim stood up and said in a businesslike tone, "send all our men to investigate her whereabouts one by one. Soon, they found out all her information and narrowed the search area."

This investigation was so fast that it was like information leaked directly by that person.

Everyone would tell the truth when they investigated it? He didn't think there would be so many good people who would help each other.

He frowned and put away his expression. He took the document and sat directly on the wide chair behind the desk, leaning his back slightly.

He looked at the document, and his expression became more and more serious with the words he saw. It was not a good sign to frown slightly.

Standing next to him, Tim even hid his breath, as if afraid of disturbing something. He looked at the man's facial expression without hiding anything.

He would be very happy, but it's a pity for someone else.

Suddenly, Tim felt a little sorry for that man he didn't know very well.

When he saw the last word, he was agitated. He whispered, "She's alive, she's alive, I know she did not die, and she's still alive."

All of a sudden, Tim felt that Richie was not as calm as he used to be. At that moment, anyone who saw his horrible face would be startled.

Tim's expression was somewhat unfathomable too. He had thought that even if the man was excited, he would change his expression at first. But he had never expected that he had already been out of control.

He let out a long sigh and wondered for whom he sighed.

Looking at the man who was entangled with joy and shock in Richie's eyes, he wanted to say something to break him and was suddenly immersed in memory.

But he couldn't say a word.

Although Angie was alive, she didn't come to him either. She even helped others to prevent the work progress of Sruthan Group. All the evidences were pointing that she might be the backstage manipulator.

But Richie was overwhelmed by the news that Angie was still alive, and he couldn't think about anything else.

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He wanted to come straight to the point that Angie was now an enemy rather than a comrade in arms, but at this time, saying too much would be nothing in this man's eyes.

Time passed when Richie calmed down. It was so long that Tim could not help sitting on the sofa and hitting his legs.

Tim looked out of the window at the night scene of the city waving by neon lights. The night life was in full swing, but he had to stay here with the man on his nerves.

The man raised his head and put his hand on the photo of the document. Squinting in surprise, he said, "Why are you still here?"

Tim felt speechless and wanted to post it online. How could he be dealt with if he beat up the boss? Would he be fired? Tim thought anxiously.

"Is there anything else you want to report to me?" The man lowered his head to look at the photo. His voice was indifferent, but there was still a remains of the crazy corpse in his eyes.

With a hint of excitement and joy, Tim immediately stood up and made a light cough to dispel the fear.

"Those shareholders of the company are joining hands on the board meeting to figure out how to obtain more money from the market for the future of the company."

To fill their greed.

With a cold sneer, Richie raised his hand to smooth his wrinkles on his cuff. His face was full of gloom. "Those old bastards are so ignorant. They even have the nerve to get away from trouble. It's interesting."

When Richie's first company was in trouble and he had just come back to take over the company, those old men all looked on with cold eyes. Some executives also wanted to jump out with some confidential information.

But it was such a miasma company that he was rectify in three years to become a top-level company in L City.

Those old men were also holding the stock of the company that they hadn't thrown away. They got a big amount of bonus every year in the company.

Now they wanted to join hands with the board of directors and gave him such a lofty excuse. Well, to put it bluntly, they just wanted more money.

It was the most difficult to seize something like the heart. Greed was just like a fertile seedling, which was nourished by the fertile soil. Gradually, it became harder and harder to restrain its greed.

It was like a group of officials impeached the emperor in the old times. It was full of joy.

"They decide when the meeting will be held unilaterally. The so-called board of directors?" Richie raised his head and asked. The coldness in his eyes was shocking.

Looking at his expression, Tim had more or less known in the bottom of his heart. This person should have already thought about his enemies.

Tim could immediately thought what would happen to those shareholders who tried to drag down the cooperation.

He thought that it was better for them to behave themselves.

The dividends those shareholders gained could make them enjoy themselves for a long time, but now people were extravagant and corrupt.

Under Richie's gaze, Tim told him a short time.