Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 342:

Just when Kallie was about to break the silence, Mr. Jack finally spoke, “Are you returning to Avalon? I happen to have a business issue there. Could you help me address it? Though I plan to return myself, as you can see, I’m quite occupied. According to our arrangement, you should have delivered the restored item to me. I understand your situation, though, and am willing to grant you additional time. However, this shouldn’t suggest that I’m always patient.”

Kallie frowned. “Handling business matters might not really be my strength.”

Kallie was puzzled. Wasn’t it better to delegate such responsibilities to someone he trusted? Why did he approach her for this? Besides, her experience was limited to managing a few auction houses. She had never actually founded a company.

Suddenly, Mr. Jack’s smile took on a deeper meaning. “Kallie, others might be oblivious, but I’m well aware of your specialized training courses. Those management classes worth millions should certainly be of some use.”

Kallie’s eyes widened in alarm. Her voice tinged with excitement, she asked, “How did you come to know about that?”

She had held back some secrets for herself, not even disclosing them to Ewing or Tyrone. However, Mr. Jack knew about it, even the details.

to his feet and approached

Kallie, I see your ambition and potential, but you need to be more cautious. Instead of panicking, take some time to reflect. Lucky for you, I’m not your

her suspicions only deepened. She recalled Jake issuing warnings in a similar manner.

Kallie gazed at Mr. Jack, she wished she could peel away his mask to uncover whether he was Jake. After a prolonged silence, she

response was a smile, this time genuine and warm. “Don’t get ahead of yourself. I have a request, and there will be

ultimately opted for silence. She wanted to ask him if he was indeed Jake. Yet, at the

had chosen not to reveal his true identity, it implied he had moved on from their

the doctors agreed to let Kallie visit

up in bed, surrounded by caregivers trying to coax her into eating.

wheeled into the room. “Let me try,” she said, taking

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