My Second Marriage with the Mafia Kingpin novel Chapter 361

Chapter 361: Am I Overthinking It?

Gustav paused when he saw Ashley through the transparent glass wall of his office, walking back toward her own.

His brows furrowed.

He watched her figure, then instinctively looked behind her to see whether Lukas was still accompanying her.

When he didn’t see him, confusion crept into his mind.

"Did he ditch her?" he muttered, pushing himself out of his chair.

Gustav left his office to check on Lukas. Perhaps the man had already returned to his office instead of walking Ashley back.

However, when Gustav reached Lukas’s office, the latter wasn’t there.

"What’s going on?" he wondered aloud. "Did they fight again?"

As he stood there thinking about what could’ve happened during the time Ashley and Lukas were gone, another employee approached him.

"Sir Gustav, the madam is calling for you."

Gustav turned to the employee and nodded. "Alright."

Though curious, he headed to Ashley’s office. After a quiet knock, he stepped inside.

Ashley was standing beside the desk, organizing a stack of documents he was certain she hadn’t gone through yet.

"I didn’t see Lukas," he said as he stopped a few steps away. "Did he leave you?"

Ashley didn’t answer until she finished arranging the stack. "Clear his schedule and make sure no work goes to his office."

"Huh?"

"He’s taking a few days off," she replied, slapping the stack neatly into place. "These are all the papers he worked on since last night and this morning."

She pushed them toward him. "Throw them away."

Confused, Gustav glanced at the pile. When he looked back at Ashley, he was tempted to ask more questions.

If it had been Lucian, he wouldn’t have asked.

Orders were orders.

But Ashley somehow always made him want to ask.

"Lukas has been working nonstop since we came back from the High Chamber," Ashley explained when he remained silent. She sauntered back to her seat. "His output until yesterday wasn’t bad. But the more he drowns himself in work, the more his results are starting to suffer."

Once seated, she looked up at him. "Go through all of those today and send them back to me."

"Yes, ma’am." Gustav approached and picked up the stack.

As he did, he paused. "Did he really go home?"

"I don’t know." Ashley didn’t even look up from the document she had already begun reading. "He can sleep on the street for all I care. Just not here."

She flipped a page before finally lifting her gaze.

"Work, Gustav. I have other commitments today. We need to finish this paperwork before my next meeting."

The reminder of her packed schedule immediately shut down any further questions.

"Yes, ma’am."

With that, Gustav carried the stack back to his office. The moment he dropped it onto his desk, he stared down at it.

"He’s been working like a machine," he muttered. "But somehow, his output was still as good as ever."

At least, that was what Gustav had thought.

He had reviewed Lukas’s work yesterday and found nothing alarming, so he allowed the man to continue. After all, everyone coped differently.

But when Gustav opened the first file, he immediately spotted Ashley’s handwritten note in the margin.

BS.

His brows knitted.

The document was an important agreement concerning one of the company’s upcoming projects.

As he continued reading, following the clauses Ashley had circled, his expression darkened.

At first glance, the agreement appeared favorable to the company. But it wasn’t.

Ashley had specifically marked several vague clauses that could easily be twisted against them in court if problems arose later.

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