CHAPTER 195: CHAPTER 195: INCLUDING MYSELF

Chloe Quinn nodded and was about to return to the office, but after taking a few steps, she came back to look at the handsome man, "The new guy, what’s your name."

The man paused, "Oliver Newton."

Chloe Quinn made a sound of acknowledgment, "Make me a cup of milk and bring it in."

Lily Hart sighed, "President Quinn."

"All my secretaries are busy and won’t be back for a while." Chloe Quinn glanced in another direction, "Why, aren’t Florence’s people allowed to be used?"

Lily Hart then realized all of Chloe Quinn’s secretaries were gone, and she smiled apologetically, "Don’t be mad, don’t be mad, I’ll make it for you."

"The lady has gotten married, how could she have any improper thoughts about another man." Chloe Quinn looked at her and sighed, "You’re punished to treat me to cake."

Lily Hart nodded repeatedly.

Chloe Quinn left, and Oliver Newton put down the work at hand and said to Lily Hart, "You weren’t here just now, a call came in from the Gardiner Clan, I took it, he said he was looking for President Fuller, asked if President Fuller had returned yet?"

Lily Hart guessed who it was, "The young master of the Gardiner Clan?"

"He didn’t say, just asked two questions about whether the boss was back and when he’d return."

If it’s not Luke Gardiner, then it’s probably Edward Johnson.

"Leave it for now, how’s the work Lily Lancaster tasked you with going, can you handle it?"

"Of course I can." Oliver Newton pointed to his desk crammed full with work, "Rest assured."

"Alright." Lily Hart sat down at her place, "If there’s anything you don’t understand, come ask me."

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France, Paris.

Florence Fuller was woken from her sleep. Without thinking, she knew who it was. She raised her leg to kick that person, but her foot was caught and slid upward to her thigh. Ethan Harper kissed her while peeling off the shirt on her that belonged to him, "Didn’t you say you’d wait for me?"

"Who knew a meeting of yours would go on for so long."

Florence Fuller had come to France a week ago, primarily for investment matters on behalf of SN Capital, and attended a symposium with bigwigs here. Ethan Harper found out she was in France just the night before, at that symposium.

That very night, he chased her down to the hotel.

After a long while, Florence Fuller was no longer sleepy. She grabbed her phone from the bedside and checked the time, past three in the morning.

"Why not stay a few more days before leaving?" Ethan Harper held her, "Come see my place."

"I don’t have that kind of time." Florence Fuller turned off her phone, "Let’s talk about it later."

Her trip to France wasn’t solely for SN Capital’s sake but also to investigate some things Jason Harper had told her.

Florence Fuller had a question lodged in her throat but ultimately didn’t ask it; she didn’t want to ruin the current atmosphere.

Because it was too heavy.

"Alright." Ethan Harper agreed, "The matters on my end will be resolved quickly; I’ll come back to find you as soon as possible."

Speaking of this, these two days in France, Florence Fuller had been asking around about Ethan Harper’s affairs.

She turned over and pushed Ethan Harper down onto the soft bed, sitting on him with a smiling gaze, "There are quite a few wealthy young ladies determined to have you. I heard your grandpa in the Harper Family even arranged a debutante ball just for you."

Ethan Harper sighed, "That’s their business and has nothing to do with me."

He never attended even once.

He completely ignored it all.

No one could do anything to her.

There were too many rumors about Ethan Harper within the circle. Everyone thought this legitimate heir of the Harper Family had fallen and fled elsewhere to hide, but unexpectedly returned three years ago, catching everyone off guard.

"You actually knew from the beginning that the revival of SN Capital was because I invested a great sum back then, didn’t you?"

"Yes." Ethan Harper looked at her seriously, his hand caressing her waist, "How did you know I would start from SN?"

"You told me yourself you never do anything in vain. Maybe your return to the Harper Family was hasty, but you were already laying the groundwork beforehand," Florence Fuller said.

"You noticed."

"If you deliberately wanted to keep it from me, I definitely wouldn’t have known," Florence Fuller replied.

When the two were together back then, they shared everything. Florence Fuller had seen the words SN Capital on his computer more than once.

As a segment about to be abandoned by the Polaris Conglomerate, Ethan Harper used it, and now it became the most important part within the Polaris Conglomerate’s sphere.

Ethan Harper looked at her, "Eighty-seven million, four hundred sixty-two is no small figure."

Florence Fuller was slightly stunned; the number he mentioned was the amount she once put together with all her might.

She had taken out all her savings, sold the few percentages of shares of the Fuller Family given to her by Christopher Fuller, and used the money to find Samuel Morrison, an asset manager, to invest in SN Capital.

"So my efforts have been rewarded, not in vain." Florence Fuller looked at him, "You didn’t disappoint me."

"So, Florence, you also helped me greatly," Ethan Harper looked deeply into her eyes.

"That’s right." Florence Fuller gently pinched his chin, slowly drawing closer, "You must gift me the entire Harper Family."

Ethan Harper lifted his head to capture her lips, "Including myself."

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Gardiner Clan Group.

Luke Gardiner furrowed his brows tightly as he watched the video in his hand, nearly throwing the phone in anger.

In the video, the woman’s lovely face bore a pitiful expression, her eyes brimming with tears, pitiful and charming. The man standing in front of her held her, speaking softly, wiping the tears off her face with his fingers, and leaned down to kiss.

His tall figure embraced the woman, covering her firmly and securely. Luke Gardiner fast-forwarded to the end of the video to find the two still kissing, getting so furious that he fiercely smashed the phone.

In the video, the woman was Florence Fuller and the man was Ethan Harper.

Moreover, judging by Florence Fuller’s outfit that day, it was at that auction; on that day, he had even taken another woman along to specifically annoy him.

Luke Gardiner’s chest heaved pronouncedly, his gaze dark, feeling as though he was on the brink of madness.

Why had he been such a jerk back then, dismissing Florence Fuller? If it hadn’t started this way, would Ethan Harper have stood a chance now?

He irritably yanked off his tie, and lately, Florence Fuller had gone to France, and that person was also in France, so they must be together.

Luke Gardiner was now experiencing exactly the feeling he once wanted Florence Fuller to haave.

He wished for Florence Fuller to be jealous of him flaunting other women and to demand things from him, but she never did.

In the end, he was the one experiencing such a taste today.

She never cared about him; her heart was always filled with Ethan Harper.

But... so what...

She’s his wife now, he has a chance... As long as he can keep her by his side, he will definitely have a chance.