After Reborn, I Become a Billionaire novel Chapter 985

Chapter 985 Say Goodbye

When they were flirting with each other, the phone suddenly rang.

Manuel glanced at the incoming call and put it through, "Theodore."

"Besse and Doyle have gone to the airport."

So Besse still chose to leave.

He said, "I see."

"Can it be that you are also in a trance?"

Firstly, it was Oscar who suspected that Besse was Hannah; later, it was Susan; and now it was Manuel.

"No," Manuel denied, saying, "I have something else to do. Got to go."

"Mhm."

Manuel put down his phone, still feeling a bit thoughtful. Susan scrutinized him and asked, "What did Theodore call you for? He didn't want you to cheat, did he?"

Susan thought perhaps pregnancy was a perfect time for men to cheat on their wives.

"I asked Theodore to help me keep an eye on Besse."

"Why did you pay attention to her? Didn't you look disdainful towards me? Didn't you say that she couldn't be Hannah?" Susan was a little excited.

Manuel didn't tell her that he went to see Besse this morning.

"But it's no use doubting now. I confirmed it last night. They were not the same person. You realized it was too late." Said Susan.

Manuel echoed with her but he was thinking about Besse's, or Hannah's decision. He was hesitant about probing into Besse's identity.

At the Capital International Airport, Besse and Doyle arrived at the airport where assistants helped them check-in for their flight while holding hands together.

"Are you angry?" Doyle suddenly asked when noticing how distracted Besse had been throughout their journey here.

Besse snapped out of her thoughts and forced a smile, "No."

"When we get back home, let's go travel again." Doyle suggested optimistically as they waited nearby for their boarding announcement.

"What about next season's new products?" Besse teased him.

"It won't be missed by just one or two days." Doyle shrugged nonchalantly before adding, "It takes more than just one or two days for inspiration anyway."

"Can you generate an idea in a day or two? We should a few days off when we're back , and we should focus on the work then." Said Besse.

"You love your work even more than me." Doyle complained.

She sighed afterwards, as she felt everything else besides design seemed unfamiliar lately, causing an indescribable fear within herself like she didn't belong in this world anymore. And so, she always went to do things she was familiar with.

She said, "I don't want to be scolded by your mother every time."

"She's just too strict. You see how she always pushes us for new design ideas, but we never drop the ball. She's just worrying for no reason."

"If she didn't push you, maybe you would drop the ball."

"Am I that unreliable?" Doyle was angry.

Besse smiled and said, "No, of course not."