Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 486:

Barely five minutes after Jake left, a knock echoed through the door. Kallie had already devised a backup plan. Despite the reassuring words the director had given her, she remained skeptical as she knew nothing concrete.

She suspected the individual might be jacking around, or perhaps it was someone she knew who wanted to help her discreetly without facing rejection from her. She realized she was right the moment she heard Jake was the client wanting to meet her.

“Come in, please,” Kallie said, regaining her composure. The door opened, and a man stepped in, dressed in a tailored suit.

The man had a handsome, gentle demeanor, carrying a folding fan. His folding fan seemed out of place in the modern setting.

As the man entered, he nodded courteously to Kallie and offered a smile. “I apologize for any inconvenience. My schedule is tight, so if you have any business to discuss, please get straight to the point. If I sit down, I’ll be your guest, which means engaging with you, and that’s not exactly in my best interest.”

he appeared to be a gentle soul.

the Turner Group, Kallie grasped that she needed to cultivate a positive

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refusal to sit down and preference for direct and concise talk, Kallie still poured him a cup of coffee. Clayton seemed intrigued by her calm and composed demeanor. Something about how

good,” Clayton couldn’t help but sigh, his voice tinged with appreciation. Pointing at the coffee, Kallie

look. “I never thought of you as someone who knew how to brew a good cup of coffee. It’s rare these days, you know. Most people of wealth don’t

to her sudden expertise. Kallie, far from feeling offended, simply reached into her bag and presented something to Clayton: her certification as a

my throat healed, I returned to the Nixon family, eager

and admiration. He furrowed his brow and shook his

Turner Group has really tanked lately. To be frank, most folks in the industry are