CHAPTER 106: CHAPTER 63: LI RENJUN SAYS: MY SECOND BROTHER AND HIS WIFE BROKE UP 1_2

Late at night, the car was racing through the streets of New York.

The speedometer kept climbing, the car almost like a whirlwind carving two glaring red lines on the street...

Until finally accompanied by a screeching brake sound, the tires formed a layer of dark black on the ground, and the car finally came to a stop.

"Damn it!!"

Howard Geoffrey slammed his fist into the car glass, and immediately the glass shattered into pieces.

After a few moments of calm, he pulled out his phone with extreme composure and dialed a string of numbers. "Refuel the plane, I need to return to the Flowery Kingdom in an hour."

After receiving the call, Howard Geoffrey casually tossed the phone aside, then drove straight to a private airport.

At the same time, in Y City.

Rebecca Quentin had just stepped onto the fifty-sixth floor and was immediately surrounded by a few colleagues.

"Becca, if you become the boss’s wife, don’t forget to say a few good words for me in front of Mr. Jones, I taught you quite a lot when you joined the company..."

"Who would have thought our Mr. Jones, who has kept himself untainted for so long, would be so easily captivated by your beauty and charm..."

A more familiar colleague added, "Come on, tell us, to what stage have you two developed? Is Mr. Jones the impatient type?"

"Uh..."

Rebecca Quentin was worrying about how to respond when a cold and serious voice came, "Is no one working here? Meeting in ten minutes, if anyone’s materials aren’t complete, get out of the fifty-sixth floor."

In an instant, the colleagues scattered like birds and beasts.

Rebecca Quentin immediately breathed a sigh of relief, never had she been so grateful for being described as the fierce "Auntie."

"Rebecca Quentin, you don’t need to attend the meeting... Mr. Jones is already here, make him a cup of coffee!" When speaking with Rebecca Quentin, Antti noticeably softened his tone.

"Alright."

Perhaps it was because she had been surrounded by colleagues all day, while making coffee she fell into a daze, and accidentally burned her finger with the boiling coffee liquid.

"Ah!" She let out a light cry, promptly bringing the painful finger to her mouth to suck.

A colleague heard her cry and quickly ran over. Seeing her burnt finger, the colleague kindly said, "I’ll carry the coffee up for Mr. Jones, you should wash your hand with cold water in the restroom, otherwise, it will easily blister."

"Thank you."

A minute later, she stood in front of the restroom mirror, clutching her hot finger, leaning annoyed against the washstand.

She really was useless, couldn’t even make a cup of coffee...

However, she truly was upset.

That morning she woke up in Mr. Jones’s arms, she admitted she was slightly touched, but more than anything felt awkward and embarrassed...

Honestly, she admired Mr. Jones, liked Mr. Jones, but her feelings for him weren’t the romantic kind, more often taking him as an elder brother, finding a sense of security and steadiness in him.

The key is, she had already told him the truth, but he still just said he would wait, leaving her unable to drum up the courage to refuse...

Gazing at her conflicted self in the mirror, Rebecca Quentin fell into a daze.

At this moment, as Rebecca Quentin pondered why she could never try dating Skyler Jones as Aunt Clare suggested, the image of that person kept appearing in her mind...

She thought that after more than a month had passed, that figure had been gradually forgotten in her heart, but didn’t expect that although it had faded and thinned, it turned into a needle pricking her heart, making her constantly feel pain and discomfort...

She had never known it was so difficult to forget someone, so she couldn’t accept Skyler Jones, because being like this with Skyler Jones would be unfair to him...

In the afternoon, having packed up, Rebecca Quentin prepared to clock off.

Skyler Jones always understood her feelings well, knowing she needed time to think, he didn’t push her, instead pulling their relationship back to that of boss and employee, so she was leaving work alone.

Skyler Jones initially instructed a colleague to send her home, but she didn’t accept, standing alone at the roadside waiting for a taxi.

Rebecca Quentin never expected, and couldn’t expect, that while she was waiting for a taxi, a sleek black car suddenly stopped at her feet, and before she had time to react, she was already being picked up by someone.

"Help, help..."

She instinctively called out, struggling with all her limbs.

Howard Geoffrey shoved Rebecca Quentin into the car cabin, fastened her seatbelt, and then started the engine directly.

Until her nostrils were filled with his long-missed masculine scent, she finally quieted down, stunned as she looked at the handsome side profile in the driver’s seat.

"You..." She admitted she was shocked by his appearance, but at this moment, fear outweighed surprise, as her consciousness returned she forcefully pounded the car, "Lunatic... let me off the car... Howard Geoffrey... let me off the car!!"

Howard Geoffrey seemed to completely ignore Rebecca Quentin’s voice, racing all the way until he stopped in front of a five-star hotel.

He lifted her down again, completely disregarding her struggles, and the innate disparity in strength between men and women made her struggles utterly futile in the end.

The hotel staff saw the scene in front of them and simply assumed it was a couple quarreling, so they didn’t step in, seeing Howard Geoffrey’s attire, he didn’t seem like a bad person.

After exiting the elevator, Howard Geoffrey kicked open the room door.

A "bang" sound closed the door, Howard Geoffrey tossed Rebecca Quentin onto the only large bed in the room.

Rebecca Quentin’s shivering body kept retreating until it reached the head of the bed.

Howard Geoffrey stood by the bedside, looking at her fearful and frightened expression with a lecturing demeanor, "Are my words going in one ear and out the other?"

"Lunatic!!" Rebecca Quentin said, trying to climb off the bed.

Howard Geoffrey coldly warned, "If you dare step off the bed, I guarantee that in a moment you won’t be alone on this bed."

Rebecca Quentin bit her lip and immediately turned her face to the side.

"Do you understand who Skyler Jones is? Just a few considerate gestures, a few sweet words, and you think he’ll treat you like royalty, right?"

Rebecca Quentin pursed her lips, saying nothing. She had no need to speak to the lunatic in front of her, if he dared try something she would call the police.

"Answer me!" Howard Geoffrey impatiently shouted.

She never knew Howard Geoffrey could get this angry, his voice almost a roar, Rebecca Quentin was startled but still refused to be cowed, casually replied, "Alright, I understand."