My Husband Is A Gary Stu

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Chapter 882

Despite it being past eight in the evening, the lights in the conference room of Forlisle Medical Group were still brightly lit. Timothy was, at that moment, having a meeting with several of the executives in charge of researching the new drug.

As they had been at it since that morning, a palpable sense of fatigue was visible on his face.

Upon seeing his phone on his desk light up, Timothy unlocked it and found a voice message from Genevieve.

He rubbed his brow, puzzled, as he pressed the phone against his ear to hear the voice message.

After listening to the four-minute recording, Timothy finally understood that somebody had been watching him that night since he entered the club and had put something in his drink. Mindy, too, had appeared before him with a motive to take him back to a hotel when he was groggy.

No wonder I couldn't recall any detail of that night, no matter how hard I tried.

With a sudden scowl, Timothy pushed the chair away and stood up. After dismissing the rest with a curt, “Meeting adjourned,” he strode briskly outside as he made a call.

out where Mindy is for

of Mindy's was throwing a birthday party that

was at a bar called No Man's Land to continue drinking

in the art industry, which resulted in her works not being featured in any exhibitions in or out of

ago, she had, from out of the blue, secured a connection with investors in the entertainment industry to whom she became

and connections, Mindy's friends

that moment, the group was crowding around Mindy in the bar's private room to chat. It looked like she was the

with

spotted Mindy

wish to keep

once that he had come for her. They hurried out

a man we cannot afford

hatred emanating from Timothy caused the hairs all over Mindy's body to stand on end. She did not even have the strength to rise

neck and pulled her up from the