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All Too Late novel Chapter 40

She says she’ll give me a month to settle matters. But she’s on a date with some other guy the next day? Kathleen… What do you take me for? Samuel mused.

Tyson was standing aside, feeling a bit nervous.

He first saw Kathleen standing together with another man. It was undeniable that Kathleen was gorgeous. She looked like a perfect match with whosoever was standing next to her.

Mrs. Macari is cute and innocent. Why doesn’t Mr. Macari like her?

Meanwhile, Kathleen and Federick had received their entrance tickets. When they were about to enter the hall, a man ran into Kathleen.

She lost her balance and nearly fell. Luckily, Federick wrapped his arm around her waist.

Samuel’s expression turned beyond grim at that moment.

“Are you okay?” When Kathleen was able to stand on her feet, Federick let go of his arm.

“I’m fine.” Kathleen heaved a sigh of relief. She thought she was going to fall and hurt the baby.

“There are a lot of people here today. Be careful,” Federick reminded her.

Kathleen nodded. “I will sit still after entering the hall. I won’t move a single bit.”

Federick smiled. “Good girl.”

At the same time, Samuel walked toward them. His face darkened when he heard Federick’s commend. I know Kathleen is perfect. But she doesn’t need your compliment.

“Ms. Johnson,” Tyson greeted Kathleen.

They’re husband and wife, but they have to hide their relationship from outsiders. Doesn’t Mr. Macari know that this will only make the situation worse and estrange her further from him?

Just then, Kathleen turned slightly. She was stunned when she saw Samuel together with Tyson. “Why are you here?” she asked.

“What about you?” Samuel returned the question.

She’s dressed nicely today, and with her sweet and innocent face, she looks adorable. Ever since she’s here, there have already been a few pairs of eyes pinned on her.

Actually, Federick managed to figure out the relationship between Samuel and Kathleen earlier back then. However, he did not expose them. “Mr. Macari, I was the one who brought Kate here. It’s a conference for families with autistic members.”

Family with autistic members? Is Kathleen one of his family?

This irritated him. Samuel teased, “Mr. Evans, Kathleen doesn’t have any family members with autism.”

Federick understood what he meant. He then replied, “If she is willing to, she can have one.”

Samuel stared at the man coldly. He is only the owner of a publishing firm. How dare he try to go against me?

Kathleen felt uneasy. “Federick?”

Please don’t do anything reckless. Samuel will get offended.

“Mr. Macari, I used to be Kate’s neighbor since we were young. She’s just like a little sister to me.” Federick grinned and added, “When the matter happened, my parents were thinking of adopting Kate since we don’t have any girls in the family. If it weren’t because the Macari family’s wealth is way above average, I think she will never meet with you.”

Samuel narrowed his eyes and became enraged.

To lighten up the atmosphere, Kathleen explained, “Samuel, I just want to know more about the sickness. If you’re busy with your work, don’t mind me. Please go ahead. Bye for now.”

With that, she pulled Federick and headed to the hall.

Unexpectedly, Samuel hugged her from behind and would not let go.

Sweat beaded across her forehead. What is he doing in public?

“I’m interested in that as well. Let’s go take a look,” Samuel said coldly.

Tyson was stunned for a second. “Mr. Macari, what about the business banquet later?”

“I will go over with her after the conference.” Soon after finishing his words, he went into the hall with his arm around Kathleen’s shoulder.

Tyson cast a sidelong glance at Federick and said, “Mr. Evans, just a kind reminder, Ms. Johnson is—”

“You don’t have to say anything. I know it. I just don’t like to see Kathleen feel wronged. I do not have any improper thoughts about her. I treat her like a little sister. If I do have any motives, believe me, Mr. Macari will not have his chance.” Federick spoke gently.

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