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All Too Late novel Chapter 452

Chapter 452 Opportunistic

“Mr. Hackney, you are Mr. Macari’s personal assistant. If you’re sticking up for Kathleen, then surely you have a connection with her too?” asked Ronald.

Tyson scoffed indignantly.

Samuel gave Tyson a warning look. “Leave us.”

Tyson clenched his fists and promptly left.

When he got outside, he called Kathleen.

“Ma’am, Ronald has gone too far! He’s slandering you in front of Mr. Macari!” exclaimed Tyson in rage.

“What exactly did he say?” queried Kathleen.

“He claims you’re the one who made him go to the Hoover Group. He also claimed that Trevor could back up his story!” Tyson was agitated and fiddled with his tie. “Ms. Johnson, it’s obvious that they’re in cahoots and want to mess with you!”

Kathleen’s tone did not even change. “What else did he say?”

Tyson was flustered. “He… Long story short, he said a lot and tried to pin all of it on you.”

“Does Samuel believe him?” asked Kathleen mildly.

Tyson suddenly paused.

He was unsure because he did not notice a change in Samuel’s expression.

Seeing that Tyson did not respond, Kathleen knew that he was not sure either.

“If Samuel is willing to believe Ronald, there is nothing I can do,” murmured Kathleen. “Besides, I’m powerless. How he thinks isn’t up to me.”

After speaking, Kathleen hung up the phone.

Tyson could feel his temples pounding.

Kathleen’s reaction was indeed calm.

However, this felt strange to him.

This was not calmness. She was being cold.

If this continues, I guarantee she won’t love Samuel anymore.

He had worked for Samuel for so many years.

Therefore, he knew better than anyone how much Samuel loved her.

If they separated because of Samuel’s amnesia, then it would not have been worth it.

At this time, Ronald came out of the office with a smug smile on his face.

Tyson glared at the man before him. “This won’t end well, and you know it!”

Ronald’s smile was dark. ”That’s not necessarily true. After all, I walked out of his office in one piece.”

“Just be careful on your way out, lest you get hit by a car,” scoffed Tyson.

Ronald sneered and turned away.

Tyson immediately returned to the office.

He looked at Samuel.

Samuel still sat there, his expression ever unyielding and impassive.

“Mr. Macari, Ronald is obviously trying to divert this conflict by pushing all blame onto Ms. Johnson. He claims she’s the cause of all trouble but has been unable to produce evidence. You can’t believe him.”

Samuel said indifferently, “I have my own judgment.”

“Yes, I see.” Tyson said nothing further.

“Where are the kids now?” asked Samuel.

“Ms. Johnson picked them up yesterday,” replied Tyson. “She stayed behind in Smealand, looking for you. She did not mind the children. Then upon her return, she encountered the issue with Ronald and did not have time to catch up with them. So she decided to take them with her.”

Samuel’s expression remained neutral. “I see.”

Tyson did not speak.

“Leave me be. I need some time alone,” said Samuel after a while.

“Of course.” Tyson turned around and left.

He was concerned that this time, Samuel might have actually believed Ronald.

That afternoon, Kathleen brought the children out for lunch.

She had been neglecting them for a while since her priority was to look for Samuel.

Now that Samuel was back, everything else was in order.

She finally found some precious spare time and decided to bring the kids out.

“Mommy, where are you taking us to eat?” Desiree asked with great anticipation.

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