Doll 1775

Chapter 1775 Calvin And Madeline

"Why are you still here?" he asked.

Madeline immediately stood up. "Mr. Reese, I still have some unfinished work. Once I'm done, I'll head home."

Calvin chuckled. "Work never really ends, but your health should come first. Don't push yourself too hard."

Madeline's fingers tightened slightly before she ultimately shook her head. "I'm fine. I'm not tired."

Calvin wasn't usually one to interfere in others' personal matters. However, being Madeline's superior for so long, he considered her a friend.

He walked over and took a seat. "Did something happen at home?"

Recalling how Darren had taken Amelia away last time, he couldn't help but wonder if Darren had caused trouble again.

Madeline quickly shook her head. "No, everything at home has been settled."

As soon as she finished speaking, an idea struck her. "Oh, Mr. Reese. You helped me clean up such a big mess last time. I've been meaning to treat you to a meal as a thank you. Why put it off? How about today?"

Previously, when Darren had taken Amelia away, Madeline had been so distracted that she made several mistakes at work. If not for Calvin's help, she wouldn't have been able to handle it.

Calvin didn't decline. Instead, he gave a small nod. “Sure.”

Madeline tidied up her desk, grabbed her bag, and left the office with him.

a sleek Maybach was

sat in silence, watching her through the glass. He saw the way she walked beside Calvin, her expression relaxed, even laughing at something he said.

mask the bitterness

to drive away, yet his hands remained clenched around the steering wheel, trembling

time Madeline and Calvin

returned to the Faust residence

was

living room. A steaming cup of coffee rested in his hand. When he saw her walk in, he didn't

broke the silence. "Why are you still awake at this

never lifting to meet hers. "Aren't you

working

report your whereabouts to me,""

don't need

say the

but she didn't notice anything wrong with Darren. "I was just making casual conversation, not reporting my schedule to you. We may not be husband and wife anymore, but we're not

relationship, bound by Amelia, was complicated

them could untangle, no matter how much time

didn't look up. Without a word, he stood

going out for a drink,"

the

place,

the concept of night didn't exist.

laughter, and a crowd as diverse as the drinks being

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