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All Too Late novel Chapter 134

Kathleen pursed her lips silently.

Why did Samuel lie to me? Did he lie to me so I can eat in peace? I don’t remember him being this nice.

“Eat up,” Gemma told her. “You can buy some takeaway food and deliver it to him later.”

Kathleen inclined her head.

“The quinoa salad from this restaurant is the bomb. You can buy that for him,” Gemma suggested.

“Sure thing.” Kathleen did not want Samuel to starve and wait for her, as he could end up in the hospital.

After dinner, Gemma drove Kathleen back to Macari Group.

Kathleen walked into the building with the food in her hand.

Gemma turned to look at her brother. “Benjamin, you’re growing more and more apart from Kathleen.”

Benjamin remained unperturbed. “Nothing matters more than her happiness.”

Bitterness rose in Gemma’s heart. “If those things hadn’t happened, you’d still be Kate’s childhood sweetheart, and—”

“It has already happened. Let’s go.” Benjamin had accepted reality.

Gemma’s lips thinned.

Such was life, and everything was set in stone.

They just were not meant to be.

“Who do you think Kate will end up with?” Gemma queried. “Samuel or Christopher?”

Benjamin gave her a sidelong glance. “Kate’s choice matters the most, right?”

“Benjamin, Kate won’t pick Christopher.” Gemma seemed sure of it. “I can’t tell if she still loves Samuel, but did you hear her talking about Christopher during dinner?”

Benjamin stiffened.

“A woman’s intuition is highly accurate.” Gemma started the engine. “You don’t know us well.”

With that said, she sped away.

Meanwhile, Kathleen walked into Macari Group.

Upon spotting her, the security guard greeted her warmly, “Ms. Johnson! Are you here to meet Mr. Macari?”

Kathleen shot him a nod. “Is he still here?”

“Of course. Mr. Macari works overtime every day,” replied the security guard.

Kathleen felt embarrassed. “I’ll head up now.”

“Ms. Johnson, you can take the CEO’s private elevator,” the security guard told her cheerfully.

Wearing an awkward expression, Kathleen replied, “Got it.”

Despite saying that, she chose to take the normal elevator.

The elevator reached the top floor, and she stepped out.

The floor was brightly lit.

Kathleen went straight to Samuel’s office. The door was slightly ajar, and she saw a sliver of light through the gap.

Gently, she pushed the door open and glanced around.

Samuel was resting in his chair with his eyes shut.

She went over and gazed at him.

The man’s features were still sharp and dangerous. His thin lips told tales of how cruel and heartless he could be. Nevertheless, she had to admit that he was handsome and elegant even though he could be merciless and decisive.

“Samuel?” Kathleen broke the silence.

Her brows snapped together.

I’m practically mere inches away from him. Why isn’t he responding? Is he suffering from a relapse?

She immediately placed the stuff she was holding down and hurried over to him. Bending down, she prodded his shoulder. “Wake up, Samuel.”

Samuel did not even stir.

Kathleen was startled.

He must’ve fainted!

She pulled out her phone, about to call the ambulance.

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