Chapter 527

Not only do the babies need a complete home, but I also need her, my wife.

Curtis sat at the side of the bed for a long time before leaving reluctantly when the phone in his pocket vibrated.

When he came out from the condominium, he saw a car parked at the bottom of the steps.

Gabriel was standing by the car and appeared to have waited for a while.

The assistant greeted Curtis as soon as he saw the latter coming down the stairs and hastily opened the rear door.

Once in the driver's seat, he could not help but comment, “That was.... remarkably brave of you this morning, Mr. Faymon! You spent a considerable amount of time at Ms. Garland's, I mean, Mrs. Faymon's home. Have you two reconciled?”

Curtis massaged his temples and snapped icily, “Why do you all have the same query? Have you got nothing else better to do?”

Only if we actually got back together would it be great.

Gabriel described to Curtis what he saw that morning while driving, “Mr. Faymon, you have no idea that the topic of you crashing a wedding has been trending on Twitter. Everyone is posting about it. Even the server has gone down.”

The latter kept silent.

“My goodness! Did you know, Mr. Faymon? Besides assembling three teams of people to deal with the news, I also sent two groups of people to the hospital to stop it. We finally succeeded in suppressing everything at noon. All of us were on the verge of collapsing!”

Curtis, who had excellent vision, grimaced in disgust when he saw his assistant chatting excitedly, saliva flying everywhere, some of it even falling on the steering wheel. “Send the car to the car dealership for a wash tomorrow,” he instructed.

“I just sent it for washing two weeks ago. It's still not dirty!” the assistant argued.

He was met with an expressionless look from Curtis. “Just do as I say. Are you so fond of arguing?”

“Yes, of course! I'll send it for washing tomorrow!” Gabriel was unsure of the cause of his boss' irritation, but he knew that all would be well if he stopped arguing. “So, did you already know that Mrs. Faymon was pregnant when you took her to the hospital, Mr. Faymon?”

In truth, he did not wish to ask, but his curiosity overcame him.

Curtis casually sat with his legs crossed and questioned, “Why? Did you already know about it?”

“Y-You could say that,” Gabriel stammered. “At that time, Mrs. Faymon said that the children are—”

“Mine.”

Gabriel let out a gasp. “Really? Doesn't that mean that Mrs. Faymon lied to me?”

For real? I honestly thought they were Jefferson's, seeing as Rayna was getting married to him.

Curtis hummed in response before saying lightly, “She's expecting triplets.”

“Oh, f*ck!” Gabriel took a sharp breath and nearly caused the vehicle to veer to the side. “Mrs. Faymon is so capable?”

“Watch your words!” Curtis glared coldly at him and snorted. “You've worked for me for a very long time, Gabriel. Yet, look at your miserable love life. You still don't have a girlfriend even though I'm already a father.”

“Mr. Faymon, you crashed the wedding to get your wife back, yet you still...”

Gabriel was going to say, “Yet you still have the face to talk about me,” but he suddenly felt a cold aura enveloping him.

He shuddered and immediately changed his tune, “You're absolutely right. You're truly blessed, Mr. Faymon!”

Only then did the frosty aura around Curtis reduce a little. “Don't say anything if you're not good with words. You're talking too much,” he said flatly.

Gabriel was speechless for a moment before he muttered, “Maybe I'll end up getting married before you, Mr. Faymon!”

“What did you say?” Curtis' keen ears picked up his words. “You actually have a girlfriend?”

The assistant decided not to hide it anymore since his boss had already thrown out that question, so he confessed, “Yes. I'm dating Stella, and she has even met my parents. I'm considering when to propose to her.”

Curtis frowned when he heard that. “You're dating Stella?”

“We've only been together for over a month.”

Despite he and Stella having many ambiguous interactions before that, she only accepted to be with him after he asked her out a month and a half ago.

It made Gabriel uneasy seeing his boss frown from the rearview mirror and not knowing what he meant when he asked that question. “Mr. Faymon, you're not going to say that the company prohibits office romances, right?”

Curtis rested his chin on the back of his hand with a contemplative look in his eyes, seemingly in deep thought.

The torturous wait was getting to Gabriel. “Mr. Faymon?” he called out again.

“It's your business who you're with. I have no say in that matter,” Curtis drawled, his expression serious. “Just don't neglect your work because you're in love.”

Hearing that, Gabriel twitched his lips.

I wonder whose boss was it that claimed to be going on a business trip but showed up at the church to crash a wedding instead?

“How's the Ocean International matter going?” Curtis asked his assistant impassively after taking a couple of glances at the scenery outside the window.

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255