My Child and I Married a Billionaire novel Chapter 261

Chapter 261: Chapter 261: Meticulous Plan

Cecelia Archer keenly noticed something unusual about President Miller’s smile.

’During the day, he was still lying in bed, having others bring him food and drinks. Now, at night, he can suddenly get up and even go for a walk?’

’Does he really want to talk about work?’

Recalling their last disagreement over renting the machinery, and with another procurement scheduled for tomorrow, Cecelia Archer assumed he was here to wear her down and seize control of the purchasing. She was speechless for a moment.

"It’s not that I don’t want to go with you. I accidentally stepped on a nail while working today. I didn’t say anything because I didn’t want to worry everyone. Grandma King just finished putting medicine on it, and it hurts a lot... I’m sorry, President Miller, why don’t you come in instead? If you’re worried about people getting the wrong idea, we can leave the door open. With an elder like Grandma King here, it won’t be inappropriate."

"Oh, really? You stepped on a nail? Is it serious?"

President Miller offered a few words of feigned concern for Cecelia Archer. Seeing that she was adamant about not going out with him, he figured there would be plenty of other opportunities. He decided to let her off the hook for today.

"I don’t have anything particularly important to discuss. I just heard you all were going to procure materials tomorrow and wanted to remind you to be careful. Compare a few prices so you don’t get ripped off. Since you’re not feeling well, you should get some rest."

Just as he lay back down on his straw pallet, another message came from Gwen Morgan.

"It’s been half a month. Aren’t you ready yet?"

"Miss Morgan, I’ve already told you. I’ll make my move once the project is progressing smoothly. If a death occurs right after the Vaughn Group gets here, it’ll be bad for the company’s reputation and delay our work."

Gwen Morgan: "I’m not rushing you. Just checking on your progress. As long as you have a plan, that’s all that matters."

The next day, Miller announced that his back injury was much better and began to move about normally. No matter what Cecelia Archer said or did, he would insert himself, trying to get closer to her while looking for a chance to lure her somewhere secluded and eliminate her.

But Cecelia Archer didn’t want to get too close to him.

For one, there was a significant age gap between them. President Miller was also serious and old-fashioned, and Cecelia Archer felt they had a major clash of perspectives. She feared that if they got too close, the slightest disagreement would cause friction, just like when he first arrived. That would not only make President Miller uncomfortable but also leave their subordinates walking on eggshells.

Secondly, she felt the way President Miller had been looking at her lately was strange; she couldn’t tell if it was flirtatious or cautious. But regardless of his intentions, Cecelia Archer wanted no part in any rumors involving the two of them.

So Cecelia Archer avoided him whenever she could. When she couldn’t, she made a proposal in front of everyone.

"President Miller, I think it’s better if we work separately. This will save time, ensure everyone can go home for the New Year on time, and also allow you to get plenty of rest."

"I’ve thought about it. Your back is just healing, so it’s not suitable for you to travel far. You can be in charge of the school repairs in the village, and I’ll handle the power line installation and road construction."

President Miller was quite unhappy.

"President Linden, I’ve noticed you seem to be deliberately avoiding me. What’s wrong? Do you have a problem with me? Or do you think I’m saying or doing the wrong things, but you don’t want to point it out directly, so you’re using this method to push me aside?"

Cecelia Archer: "..."

"That’s not it, President Miller. I really am just trying to save time. Even if we’re working separately, we can still communicate in the group chat as soon as issues arise. If there’s a problem, just send a message. I promise to keep my phone on me and reply as soon as I see it."

’He’d tried to ask her to speak privately, but she’d refused.’

’He’d asked her to go for a walk at night, and she’d refused that too.’

The rest of the time, she was either surrounded by a crowd or sticking close to the village secretary’s wife or Grandma King.

’Although this remote mountain forest, with no cameras around, was the perfect god-given place to eliminate Cecelia Archer, this damn woman...’

President Miller was fuming at Cecelia Archer’s words, but since he couldn’t find any fault in her logic, he could only agree resentfully.

’Anyway, there’s still plenty of time. I’ll find my chance eventually!’

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