True Love Waits

Evelyn straightened her clothes and warned Calvert in a cold voice, "Don't make me hate you more!"

Then she turned, opened the door and left the room.

Evelyn walked out of the Alioth Building in high heels. As soon as she hit the parking lot and was about to call Sheffield, she got a call from Nadia. "Miss Huo, bad news! Mr. Zhang had a heart attack. We're waiting for an ambulance now. The launch is a mess."

A heart attack? Resting her forehead in her hand, Evelyn said resignedly, "Get someone else. He must have alternates. We could also change the launch date. Can you handle it?"

"I don't think that'll fly. The product designer's here, but only you and Mr. Zhang know everything about it. There are CEOs tuned in to watch this online. They saved the date for that reason. If we cancel it..." After three seconds of silence, Evelyn said decisively, "I'll be right there!"

To Evelyn, the launch of the new product was more important than jaunting off to France.

After she ended the call, she took a look at the airline ticket again. Takeoff was in 1.5 hours.

If you want to catch an international flight, you need to be there at least two hours early. Maybe even three. The plane was going to take off, and she wasn't at the airport yet. All she could think about was Sheffield.

She closed her eyes and leaned back in the seat of her car, pondering how to solve this problem.

It would take at least 20 minutes to drive from here to the venue holding the launch event, and making sure it would all go smoothly could take hours. The event itself was supposed to last three hours, with an open bar. If she could take ten minutes to make sure everything was in place to her satisfaction, she could leave it in the capable hands of her assistants afterwards. If she kept it down to 10 minutes and rushed to the airport after that, she should be able to barely catch the flight before it took off. She opened her eyes and told Tayson, "Take me to the venue where the launch event is taking place. And step on it!"

"Yes, Miss Huo!" Tayson answered and started the car in a hurry.

Tormented by those thoughts, she took out her phone and sent a message to Sheffield. "Where are you?"

At that moment, Sheffield had arrived at the airport and was going through the security check. His phone had been put in the tray, and was on a conveyor belt that would take it through the security scanner. When he saw Evelyn's message, he was already at the boarding gate.

"I'm at the airport," he replied.

Evelyn's heart ached. She held her phone tightly, not knowing what to say.

A last-minute glitch in the launch

he was about to reply, "I'll wait for you," he

surveillance video screenshot. A man pressed the body of a woman against a door in a private booth. And from the vantage of the security camera, it looked like they

she asked me to tell you she didn't want to go to Paris. That's why she was at the launch party, and not at the airport. Sorry to be the bearer

a number not in his contact list. But he knew

his phone, flipping it between his fingers, catching with the other hand.

sent Evelyn a

believe

better when she saw his message. "Okay,"

things she needed to talk about, making sure that she could

and ten minutes later, Sheffield received a call from Joshua. "Hey, Bro. You guys

here yet," Sheffield

supposed to take off soon? Like ten minutes from now? Unless my watch is wrong." Joshua double-checked, taking another look at his watch. No, he was right. So why wasn't she there? Then he checked the time on his phone

slight change of plans. She got held up." Sheffield's tone

"What happened? Where's Evelyn?"

from her. So he really had no idea where she was, or how quick

minutes ago, but

the intercom. "Mr. Sheffield Tang and Miss Evelyn Huo, your flight is about to take off. Please report to Gate 293 for

this over the

he reminded Sheffield in a low voice, "Time to

at the plane outside and said, "So what? It's not time to take off yet. If she gets here, we can board together. If not, can always

sighed. He knew Sheffield better than anyone else. He may project the image of an uncaring playboy, the love-em and leave-em type who

He was a softie, and when he loved someone, it was an all-consuming passion, and he would love that

he wouldn't change flights until the first plane had already started taxiing. He just stood there, waiting for

business as a CEO. You