All Too Late

Chapter 383 Waging War

Samuel did not utter a word as he got out of the car.

While shooting him a side glance, Charles’ decisive tone rang out. “I’ll take your silence as an agreement to this bet. If Kate chooses Ryder, then you’re not allowed to disrupt their relationship like you did with her and Caleb.”

Samuel did not stop walking even after hearing that.

Only he was aware of his agonized, bleeding heart at that moment.

If Kathleen truly fears me, that means I can never be with her again. Ever. From today onward, she’ll be someone else’s girlfriend and wife-to-be. I can no longer be close to her.

Samuel looked as though he was in utter agony.

At the same time, he knew this was all his fault—he deserved this fate.

Will it truly require my death to gain Kathleen’s forgiveness? It’s like we’re back at square one. Things are as miserable as they were back then.

It felt as though he had stumbled into a deep, hell-like pit, where he could not escape.

Meanwhile, Kathleen arrived at the first office building.

It was located in an industrial area outside of the city center.

The building only had three floors, but they were spacious and well lit.

Kathleen was still wearing a black gown with the same colored suit draped across her shoulders.

The real estate agent was enthusiastic as he said, “This place is fairly decent, Ms. Johnson. It’s newly built, and the previous company only occupied it for half a year.”

“It’s a nice environment but a little too far from the city,” Kathleen replied in a placid tone of voice.

“Not at all. It’ll only take forty minutes to travel here by cab.”

A chuckle came from Kathleen, who pointed out, “Do you expect my employees to take a cab here every time? Aren’t you aware of how much it costs?”

Her reply shocked the agent. “Gosh, it’s my first time meeting someone who cares so much about her employees, but there’s a bus service here.”

“A bus service which comes around every thirty minutes.” Kathleen had already done her research before arriving here that day, so she curtly said, “Forget it. Show me the other location instead.”

The agent nodded, but it was then that his phone rang. “Sorry, I have to take this call.”

“Go ahead,” Kathleen replied.

Subsequently, the agent turned around to answer his phone while Kathleen roamed around for a bit.

She found the environment satisfactory, if not for the inconvenient transportation issues.

was clean, which

Click! Clack! Click! Clack!

heeled footsteps came

around and realized it was

here?” Kathleen was a little

Dorothy as she demanded,

who retorted, “Zion has already told me the truth, Dorothy. He’s not biologically related to the Hoover family. It’s merely a coincidence that he has a

“How did

discussed it.” Kathleen indifferently added, “Therefore, why would I hand him over to

his legal guardian,” rebuked a

can be revoked since you’ve abandoned him once.”

in Dorothy’s body tensed

Kathleen snidely remarked, “Perhaps you

grab Kathleen’s wrist, and that

a daze, her features twisted into a scowl as she raised a palm to cup her reddened cheek.

the same

no time in

Smack!

other side of her face had gotten slapped before

up derisively. “How dare you try to slap me just because I told you to! Why don’t you ask Theodore about my life during the past five years in Axeworth Corporation? Crushing trash like you daily

upset that her nose almost scrunched

so, Kathleen continued to chuckle

fact is that I’ve never been bullied, much less

hand Zion over to me, you’ll be waging war with the Hoover family!” Dorothy threatened, “Let me tell you something, Kathleen. The Hoover family isn’t a force you can defeat! They’re nothing

can come at me if they dare. Also, I want you to relay this message to them. If they have a bone to pick with me, have them send someone who actually has the power to make decisions in their family to see me. I don’t ever want to see a

Dorothy trembled with sheer

eventually frowned when she

isn’t the agent back

then walked out

the real estate

arrived here in the agent’s car

do was hail a cab home

which meant she needed to go further

pinched the space

Ugh. How unlucky!

black Maybach pulled up in

license plate was one she knew

not long before the door opened, and Samuel’s husky voice sounded. “Hop

to put herself in a

be sore by the time she walked

got into