All Too Late

Chapter 220 Let Me Help You

Cold sweat was trickling down Tyson’s forehead as he stared at the document. “Vanessa is such a vicious woman!”

Meanwhile, sheer hostility was apparent on Samuel’s handsome and chiseled face.

“Mr. Macari, shouldn’t we inform Ms. Johnson about these?” Tyson asked curiously.

Samuel shook his head in response.

Tyson was taken aback upon seeing Samuel’s response. “But won’t doing so allow us to reveal Vanessa’s sinister schemes?”

“But I want Nicolette dead,” Samuel stated, his eyes cold.

Then, everything clicked into place for Tyson.

Samuel would never intervene if he could use Vanessa to take Nicolette’s life.

He no longer harbored feelings for Nicolette as she had nearly killed Kathleen.

Furthermore, she caused Kathleen a great deal of psychological trauma and even killed his two unborn children.

How could he possibly let Nicolette off the hook?

Samuel was already being charitable by not offering Vanessa a weapon and assisting her in murdering Nicolette.

Tyson eventually understood Samuel’s intention. Quietly, he said, “You have a point. We should just let the wicked punish themselves. There’s no need for you to get your hands dirty, Mr. Macari.”

It was not worth it to be charged with a crime because of people like them.

“Oh, right,” Samuel said with a slight smile. “Acquire the brand of this jacket.”

Tyson was puzzled. Samuel’s spontaneous request had taken him by surprise.

“I noticed Kate wearing a few of their jackets. Please get in touch with them and request that they appoint Kate as their spokesperson,” Samuel stated lightly.

Even though Tyson was still speechless, he managed to reply with a simple “okay.”

Samuel, on the other hand, focused on the jacket hung next to him. The longer he stared at it, the happier he felt.

Tyson could tell that Samuel was in an exceptionally good mood by looking at the latter’s crossed legs, which were bouncing rhythmically.

It seemed that Samuel and Kathleen were making good progress.

Thank God.

Meanwhile, Kathleen was filming diligently with the film crew.

And around the afternoon came Charles, who paid her a visit.

brings you here?” Kathleen asked. She was rather sweaty as she had just finished shooting a

an action

a more realistic shot, Kathleen had done

cleaned the grime off her face before announcing, “Mio wants you to be

taken aback, Kathleen asked,

“Yes.” Charles nodded.

in a state of

said.

getting. “The

Charles nodded in response.

chose me,

Macari,” Charles

Kathleen was rendered speechless.

to have acquired Mio right after receiving a jacket of the said brand from her not so long

top of that, he even appointed

she had no idea how to

you think?” Charles

the job?”

Charles reasoned. “Furthermore, quite a few prestigious brands are also interested in working with

nodded. “Okay. You carry on with the arrangements then. I’ll

of irritation in his voice, Charles said, “To be honest, I’m not happy with this. Mio, however, makes more than just jackets. The complete apparel line was allotted to you, thanks to Samuel’s arrangement. Thus, I’m sure that you’ll be endorsing the other clothing items as well. Which brings to

again, Kathleen

be blatantly threatening Samuel at this point.

working instead. As she was

back to the hospital,” Charles

awaken yet?”

consulted the doctor, but he isn’t sure either. He said that we might have to

“I don’t think she’ll wake up that soon. You should deal with your work, Charles.

had instructed more people to be on guard.

isn’t it good that Samuel’s offering

merely grunted in

under him than you

just worried that the same things that happened to

Kathleen pursed her lips.

realized that he had said something wrong. “I didn’t mean to

make the same mistake.

Samuel

glance. “You seem

him during my free time. How could I not know him well?” Kathleen smiled bitterly before continuing, “If I had used some of the time

living your best life now.

hoped I’d end up

embarrassed after

open, you just don’t want me to get together with Samuel,”

just don’t want to give him

another sigh before patting Charles on the shoulder. “You’re