CHAPTER 100: CHAPTER 60: SKYLER JONES WANTS HER TO GO TO Y CITY WITH ME! 2_2

Without waiting for Howard Geoffrey to respond, Becca walked towards the building, not daring to look at Howard.

Soon, Howard’s car engine started, and the car sped away like lightning.

Watching the car’s silhouette disappear, Becca’s sorrow invaded her helpless soul, and the pain at this moment was torturing her heart.

Suddenly, her tears fell uncontrollably.

Wiping her tears clean, Becca forced a smile as she looked up at the sky.

Who could know that at this moment, her smile was bitter, yet it was not even a fraction of what she felt inside.

A few minutes later, Becca unlocked her home with a key.

Aunt Clare was cleaning the house and, seeing Becca return, she quickly put down the cloth she was holding and greeted her with a merry smile, "Miss."

Becca was already acting as if nothing was wrong, "Hmm?"

"You didn’t come back all night last night..."

"Don’t get the wrong idea, nothing happened."

Aunt Clare was puzzled, "Then why were you drinking last night? I thought you never drink except to maybe find a chance with Mr. Jones..."

Becca changed her shoes and calmly said, "Drinking was just a whim, nothing planned, besides Mr. Jones is a gentleman."

Aunt Clare immediately regretted, "It seems Mr. Jones’s traditional views are quite fitting for his age, but this further proves his good character."

"Aunt Clare, my head is still aching, I want to go to my room to sleep for a while, call me during lunch." Without continuing the conversation, Becca walked towards her room.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, a day had gone by.

Becca’s mood had largely recovered, and in front of Skyler Jones, she was still lively and energetic.

In the car, "Mr. Jones, which client are we meeting today?" Becca asked.

Since there was no contact yesterday, Becca was unaware of today’s schedule.

Skyler replied casually, "Today we’re meeting Mr. Geoffrey from ’Skytop’ to discuss that government cooperation project."

Becca’s eyes widened suddenly as she looked at Skyler.

Skyler seemed to notice a slight anomaly in Becca and asked, "What’s wrong, is there a problem?"

Becca immediately shook her head and smiled, "No problem, it’s just that such a big project will surely be very complex to discuss."

Skyler laughed heartily, "Remember, projects that aren’t complex usually won’t make any money, moreover Mr. Geoffrey has a keen eye for projects, partnering with him is sure to be a profitable venture."

"Hmm."

Becca responded and took a deep breath, returning her gaze to the front.

In the expensive private room, Becca stood silently behind Skyler Jones holding the files.

Promptly, the accompanying secretary opened the door, and Howard Geoffrey’s tall figure walked into the room, his handsome face adorned with a sociable smile forged from years in the business world, "Mr. Jones, so sorry to keep you waiting."

Skyler quickly stood to shake hands with Howard, a smile also plastered on his face, "No worries, I’m the one who arrived early."

Howard then sat on the sofa, his dark eyes seeming to never have noticed Becca standing behind Skyler at all.

Becca maintained her professional smile, though she already sensed Howard’s cold indifference.

Howard relaxed against the sofa, loosened his tie, and turned his head to speak to the secretary, "Lisa, show Mr. Jones the proposal ’Skytop’ has put together."

"Alright."

While Howard’s secretary explained the proposal’s contents to Skyler, Becca poured drinks for them.

While bending over, she wasn’t sure if she was being overly sensitive, but she felt for a second that Howard’s gaze seemed to fall on her face. Yet, when she straightened, she only saw Howard still lounging lazily on the expensive teal leather sofa.

Time passed quickly, yet for Becca, it felt like an entire century until Skyler raised his glass, signaling the nearing end of the meeting.

Skyler raised his glass in the air, "Mr. Geoffrey, to a successful partnership."

Howard smiled and picked up his glass, but looking at Becca for the first time that evening, "I wonder if Secretary Quentin would be willing to join us for a drink?"

Becca had been lost in thought and was suddenly startled by Howard’s words, her eyes meeting Howard’s dark eyes that glimmered with an enigmatic light. She was momentarily frozen on the spot.

Skyler stood at this moment, intending to shield Becca from drinking, but she had already regained her composure, taking the red wine handed to her by Secretary Cecily. After calming her emotions, she raised her glass to Howard, "Thank you, Mr. Geoffrey, for the honor. I use this glass to wish the project between ’Oversky’ and ’Skytop’ a smooth completion."

She deliberately placed "Oversky" first, seemingly to show her current stance towards him.

Howard’s gaze burned as he looked at her, his expression unchanged.

Becca downed the red wine in one gulp, only then realizing its potent strength. It burned her throat like fire and made her want to cough it up, but unwilling to show weakness, she held it at bay until she eventually coughed uncontrollably.

"I’m truly sorry, Mr. Geoffrey, my secretary can’t hold her alcohol, I apologize for the embarrassment." As he spoke, Skyler naturally shielded Becca behind him with protectiveness.

Howard noticed Skyler’s protective action and gazed at Becca with an increasingly restrained intensity just at the moment his phone vibrated.

Secretary Cecily quickly handed the phone to Howard, whispering, "Miss Quinn."

Removing his gaze from Becca’s flushed face without lingering a second longer, Howard stood and politely excused himself, "Sorry, I need to take this call."

Mr. Jones gestured for him to proceed.

After Howard left the private room, Becca clutched her chest and said to Skyler, "I want to go to the powder room."

Skyler nodded slightly, "Hmm."

Exiting the private room, Becca saw Howard in the corridor, talking on the phone with Christine Quinn.

He stood casually with one hand in his pants pocket, speaking to Christine in a voice as gentle and indulging as always.

Becca walked straight into the restroom, and the moment she locked the door, she covered her mouth forcefully.

Tears quietly fell as she bit her lip tightly, not knowing why she felt such grievance and pain in her heart...

After a long while, Becca emerged from the restroom with a calm face. Walking past the corridor, she saw Howard still on the phone.

Perhaps at this moment her heart was serene as undisturbed water, when the external sounds could not reach her ears, she vaguely heard him say those three words to Christine...

Her heart felt like it was suddenly pricked by a needle, the pain spreading and rendering her steps heavy and powerless.