The elder brother of Lemuel, Logan Lawson, and Eden and Cole were all standing in front of Wilson. All of them were smiling while looking at the camera. The family picture looked happy and beatific.
Wilson's hand fell onto the beautiful face of the lady. He kept touching her, looking tender and reminiscent.
At this moment, the butler came in and said softly, "Sir, Miss Moore is here."
Wilson put down the photo and said, "let her in."
As soon as Verena stepped in, she stood still in front of the desk. She didn't look panic just like a moment ago. Instead, she turned to be calm.
"It seems that you have noticed what happened last night." Wilson looked a bit satisfied.
Commonly speaking, a girl would tend to be trapped into panic and keep crying if something like that happened. However, if she thought it over, she would find out something fishy.
She was aware that Lemuel hated her so much. Of course he would never take the initiative to sleep with her.
Besides, she remembered that she only took the glass of juice and she had only talked to Wilson last night.
She fainted after taking the juice. So the cause would be quite obvious—the juice must be drugged. Sammy was still a kid. It would be impossible for him to be the culprit. It was Wilson who told her to take the juice, besides, she happened to see Wilson as soon as she woke up this morning. Everything turned to be such a great coincidence. So she was quite sure that it was Wilson who made the plan.
But she still had no idea what was his purpose. He made his own young fiancée sleep with his son. She failed to figure out what he wanted by doing so.
"Don't worry. I will tell you the reason. Please take a seat." Wilson pointed at the seat opposite him.
"No, thank. It's okay for me to stand here." Verena refused. His conspiracy had already imposed irreparable pain on her.
When feeling her annoyance, Wilson smiled and then said seriously after a while, "I am afraid that I don't have much time left."
Verena remained silent and stood still.
"I am diagnosed as having terminal lung cancer. Even the chemotherapy doesn't work. So I may die soon." Wilson stared at her and then continued, "So actually, I didn't want to make you my fiancée, but Lemuel's."
Frowning, Verena still didn't reply. But she had never expected that the truth turned out to be so ridiculous.
"So I made you serve as his assistant in the company so as to build up your relationship with him. But I didn't expect that the consequence went against my will. I used to deem that I still have enough time to make a plan for it. However, the lung cancer is getting much worse than I have ever expected. I don't have much time left. But the relationship between you and him still makes no progress. That was why I came up with this bad idea to make you sleep with him."
When hearing that, Verena huffed angrily, "But this your own plan! You have never asked about my opinions!"
She indeed signed a contract with him before. However, it didn't mean that she could just simply accept the fact that she was taken advantage of without being noticed.
"Now I want to apologize to me sincerely. Sorry!" Wilson said.
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