Nothing Matters, except YOU & Me novel Chapter 492

Speaking was sometimes an art; this was especially the case at this moment, for Leon’s question spoiled Heather’s mood just as it finally improved. Heather sometimes hated Leon for being so blunt. Even if he has seen through it, he shouldn’t disclose it. How should I answer this kind of question?

Seeing how Heather didn’t answer him, Leon looked somewhat sheepish, and he started to forcibly change the subject again. “I’m feeling rather hungry.”

“It’s not good to eat so much at night.” Heather went on with the subject. Since Leon had given her a way out, why shouldn’t she take this opportunity to get herself out of this?

She thought to herself, It seems that it’s inappropriate to talk to anyone about Matthias. Even when I try to talk to Leon about Matthias, the conversation still ends on a sour note even though he’s an outsider. Any conversation automatically turns grave once it involves Matthias, and it seems like talking about this in a relaxed atmosphere is merely wishful thinking.

“Can you cook?” Leon looked at Heather with utmost sincerity as he was really hungry. He had good digestion, and he always felt hungry not long after a meal. As such, having four or five meals in a day wasn’t a problem for him. He felt even hungrier after drinking some cognac, but he knew that he could kill someone with his cooking skills.

“No,” Heather replied stoically. She refused to make food for Leon, for the grease and smoke produced in the kitchen would make her dirty. It never occurred to her that she would cook for someone one day, for she would rather do so to fill herself with food.

Leon looked at Heather helplessly. In his opinion, Heather was capable of everything, but it was apparent that she would never make a few stir-fries for him. The last glimmer of hope was gone.

When she saw that Leon’s mind was preoccupied with getting something to eat, Heather decided to go back to her room with the remaining half bottle of cognac in her arms to drink to her heart’s content alone.

Meanwhile, Leon looked at Heather helplessly from behind. Heather has abandoned me again by leaving me alone on the sofa. She’s too cruel!

After drinking almost the whole bottle of cognac, Heather lay on her back in bed with a look of despair. Her cheeks were warm, and all she could smell was alcohol; even her body reeked of it. She soon felt that the world was spinning around her, so she closed her eyes and quietly appreciated the peaceful silence at this moment.

The day would dawn in a while, and she opened her eyes to look at the curtains thoughtfully. Her head was dizzy, and it was probably because she had almost stayed up through the entire night—staying up late would make someone weak, after all. I wasted an entire night because of Matthias again, thought Heather as she scolded herself inwardly for being useless. Why should she let him control her?

Just then, the poisonous look Matthias had given her before he turned around crossed her mind. Judging by the hatred which filled Matthias’s eyes, he would probably never forgive her for the rest of his life. Perhaps he would get over his obsession with her one day, or perhaps he would no longer hate her bitterly one day.

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Meanwhile, Matthias’s entire face looked somewhat unreal behind the shroud of mist as he was soaked in a hot spring bath. Evan dutifully kept watch nearby, for he could never have a good night’s sleep whenever Matthias was in a bad mood.

“Extreme anger will hurt the liver, so please pay more attention to your health,” Evan comforted Matthias as his eyes almost flashed fire. He felt that what Matthias needed right now wasn’t a hot spring bath; instead, Matthias needed a cold bath to cool and calm him down!

“I want to tackle the Langston Group,” Matthias said impassively. It was clear from the look in his eyes that he was suppressing something.

Evan looked at Matthias calmly without a flicker in his eyes; he seemed to have figured out long ago that Matthias would have such a plan. “Are you aware of the consequences?” Matthias would sometimes discuss work-related matters with Evan since the latter had a bit of business acumen. After all, Evan majored in economics and was born into a family of businessmen.

“Why would I grant Old Master Langston’s wish when he wants to reap the spoils without lifting a finger?” Picking up the cigar from the side, Matthias took a big puff from it and blew a smoke ring.

Evan couldn’t express his opinion, though. After all, he wasn’t very interested in what was going on in the business circle. Matthias talked to him about this not to discuss the issue with him, but only to speak his mind. “I’m afraid that the Locke Group isn’t powerful enough to deal with the Hart Group and the Langston Group simultaneously for now,” he advised Matthias dutifully nevertheless, for he couldn’t imagine the Locke Group dealing with the Langston Group and the Hart Group at the same time. Wouldn’t the Locke Group be unable to defend itself if the Langston Group and the Hart Group joined hands?

“We can’t deal with the Langston Group head-on. Instead, we must disintegrate the Langston Group from the inside.” Matthias’s mouth curved into a sly smile. Right now, only a heavy workload could stop his imagination from running wild.

“Blake hasn’t risen to the bait yet, so I’m afraid it won’t be easy to disintegrate the Langston Group from the inside,” Evan analyzed calmly. They had previously thought that they could easily make Blake take the bait, but they had underestimated him.