All Too Late novel Chapter 385

Chapter 385 An Ambush

“There's no progress,” Samuel replied truthfully. Calvin threw his son a look of utter disdain.

“You might've inherited my looks, but it looks like your EQ is not as good as mine.” Samuel said curtly, “Should I record the first half of your sentence and send it to Mom?”

“Don't you dare!” Calvin huffed and glared at Samuel.

“You're the one having problems with your marriage, and you're trying to make me suffer with you?”

“No.I want you to live happily.” Calvin found Samuel's words insincere.

“You should check on Kate.It’s a rare opportunity for you to meet her.Don't miss it,” the former urged.

Truth was, he could not bear to see his son’s long face. Thankfully, Samuel took his advice and left. Calvinsnorted quietly while watching him leave. Meanwhile, Kathleen and Tyson arrived at the underground warehouse. Sure enough, many things were stored there.

“Mrs.Macari, these tables and chairs are extras from Macari Group's renovation a few months ago.” Tyson was used to addressing Kathleen that way, which took her by surprise. Noticing the look on her face, Tyson grew flustered and covered his mouth.

“Ms.Johnson, I’m so sorry.I’m too used to it.” Kathleen studied him in silence.

“Do you refer to me as that when you're talking to the others?” Tyson smiled sheepishly.

“I'll change it.”

“Has Samuel ever corrected you?” Kathleen asked in puzzlement.

“Of course not.Mr.Macari told us he'll never let anyone take over your position.He makes us acknowledge you as the only female boss.In fact, he'll execute anyone who dares to pull strings for other women.” Kathleen found the news amusing.

“Does he see himself as a king? Execute? Seriously?” Tyson scratched his head in confusion.

“In a way, this is Mr.Macari’s territory.” Kathleen’s eyes glinted.

“Indeed, it's his territory.”

“What are you two talking about?” Samuel elegantly sauntered over.

“Nothing.” Kathleen shook her head.

“Mr.Macari, I’ll get someone to help Ms.Johnson carry these things.” Tyson took his cue to leave. Gesturing to the checklist in her hand, Kathleen said, “I’ve made a rough calculation.These things aren’t cheap, Samuel.I think it's best that I pay you back.”

“It's fine,” Samuel said coolly.

“I won't accept it even if you pay me, so don’t bother.” Kathleen pursed her rosy lips.

“But the total of all these is more expensive than the rent.I'll feel guilty for not paying.” Samuel said in a heavy tone, “Kathleen, you have to understand this—we have children together.This is something that'll keep us indebted to each other forever.Besides, no one uses these when they’re kept here.You'll be doing me a huge favor clearing my warehouse by taking and using them.”

Kathleen was speechless. I’ve never heard of anyone using this method to clear their warehouse.

“Let me treat you to dinner, then.” Kathleen still felt bad about it.

“Okay,” Samuel agreed instantly. Seeing his reaction, Kathleen asked, “Don't you have any social events at night?” Samuel shook his head.

“I never attend them.” More precisely, he rarely attended one ever since Kathleen faked her death. Of course, his attendance for the recent ones when she returned was an exception.

After all, he attended them because of her. If not for her, he would not be the slightest bit interested in going.

“What if there's a social event you must go to?” Kathleen asked curiously.

“The Macari family has another mascot,” explained Samuel.

“A mascot?” Kathleen asked.