The Silent Wife

Chapter 242

Not long after Frankie stepped out, the originally closed office door suddenly opened a crack as he stuck his head back in and smiled meaningfully. “A bouquet of white tulips for your reservation would be a little drab, President Burton. Shall I have the florist add in a few splashes of color?”

Upon hearing that, Justin was stunned as he glared at him. “Don’t you want to keep your job?”

It was noon and after putting her signature on a document, Rachel handed it to Lisa. “You can go and have lunch now.”

“What would you like, Miss Burton? I can bring you back something from the cafeteria.”

As Rachel opened her mouth to speak, her phone vibrated. Taking note of the caller ID, she told Lisa, “It’s fine; I’ll be going down for lunch as well in a bit.”

“Of course.”

The moment Lisa left, Rachel answered the call. “Hello?”

“Are you free, Miss Hudson? I am close to your workplace.”

“Is Old Mr. Burton done considering? Or does he wish to renegotiate terms with me?”

“He wanted me to give you something.”

In response, Rachel narrowed her eyes.

Close to Burton Group was a café. As it was separated from the building by only a single street, the Burton Group logo was clearly visible from the cafe’s window seats.

By the time Rachel arrived, Leon, the Burton Family butler, had been waiting on a booth seat for a while. “Have a seat, Miss Hudson.”

Upon seeing the contract-like document on the table, Rachel knew this conversation would not end quickly, so she pulled out a chair and sat down. “What did you want to give me?” she asked.

the table.

glanced down

he slowly pushed the document folder over to her. “As long as you put your signature on it, the USB stick will be yours to do whatever you wish with. We won’t interfere

Mr. Burton knows who the real murderer is.” Leon’s expression remained impassive and unchanging despite her blunt question. Knowing that she wouldn’t be able to get anything from him, Rachel caved in and flipped open

Burton would like you to tender your resignation and leave the

can do that,” she answered without hesitation. “But I still have some work to hand over. Does Old

as making you resign. Otherwise, we wouldn’t be able to pay you the damages for breach of

pretty much in charge of the current batch of

would be

I must ascertain whether the video evidence you’re giving me is

you would have such a worry.” He opened the laptop next to him and pushed it up to her. “You

computer and was about to open the video file, she couldn’t stop her

pen and put her signature on

she knew Arthur wouldn’t try to trick her with fake evidence, for once she was angered, she would disregard the document

also says that he hopes this transaction will come to a

what we need. I

“I’ve done what you asked me to and had her

“Good.”

only just finished writing something in a cursive calligraphy script. Upon answering Leon’s call as he put down his pen, he continued, “Since you’re done, come back here. Don’t stay out too long or something bad might

but there’s something I

“What is it?”

about signing her name and she seemed to find no difficulty in leaving Young Master

him as a bargaining chip if she found it difficult,” Arthur answered calmly, seemingly having expected such an outcome. “She’s no longer the mute woman from five years ago who simply took whatever came

“What’s that?”

just written-‘ruthlessness’. It was full of curves and flourishes, even looking a bit savage, as if it might leap up from the page at any second. “You have to be ruthless to yourself in order to be ruthless to others. And if she was still that woman from all those years ago, I wouldn’t need to

someone

the evidence,