“Gareth, please believe me. It wasn’t me!”
“What is it?”
“Gareth, please believe me. It wasn’t me!”
Gareth frowned. “Do you think I’ll believe you?”
“You have to believe me. I really didn’t do it!” Linda was so agitated that her voice was cracking.
“Mr. Wickam, since the last incident, Linda has indeed become insane. These days, she’s either depressed and rarely speaks or insists on communicating and explaining to you. Gareth, Linda is a kind girl. She couldn’t possibly do things like that. You should know that…”
At that point, Gareth had lost his patience to continue listening to them. “Stop disturbing me in the future. My patience has its limit.”
With that, he hung up the phone. His patience was depleted, and he was tired of their acting.
After putting down the phone, he suddenly thought of Elisa again! He could even imagine Elisa and Carle being lovey-dovey, which made his face darken at once.
He pressed his temples in frustration and attempted to focus on work. However, he overestimated himself. Ever since he knew about the matter, his mind was a complete mess!
Knitting his brows, he called Thomas and ordered solemnly, “Bring the meeting forward. Inform the relevant parties to gather at the meeting room twenty minutes later.”
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