Three Years Forgotten, Why Go Crazy When I Say Goodbye? novel Chapter 188

After perfecting his look, Julian took his sweet time walking down to the lobby. Vivienne trailed behind him, boiling with resentment but keeping her mouth shut.

The car ride over was suffocatingly tense. With Julian in the vehicle, no one dared to speak unless spoken to, resulting in a few brief, clipped exchanges where he asked a question and an employee gave a terrified answer. Half an hour later, the convoy pulled up to the gleaming headquarters of Merit Biotech.

The moment Julian stepped out of the car, he practically broke into a sprint. He strode through the lobby with an aggressive, relentless pace, making it painfully obvious just how desperate he was to get upstairs.

Thinking he was stressed about being late, Vivienne tried to soothe him. "Julian, there's no need to rush. We're half an hour early. We have plenty of time."

"Right," Julian muttered, though his long strides didn't slow for a fraction of a second. Left with no choice, the rest of the Sinclair team had to power-walk just to keep up.

Deep down, Julian knew exactly why he was acting like a madman. Having been denied twice already, his obsession and curiosity had skyrocketed to dangerous levels.

The infuriating tease was finally within his grasp. He was going to find her, rip off her arrogant mask, and crush her beneath his heel.

The group quickly reached the designated boardroom. Because they were so early, the only people present were Clarence Vance and a few junior staff members from Merit.

Julian's predatory gaze swept the room. Not spotting the elusive figure, his brow darkened. "Where is your Project Lead?"

Clarence offered a sickeningly obsequious smile and immediately jumped in. "You mean Director Horgan? She's just tying up a few loose ends. She'll be here shortly."

Hearing the surname "Horgan," both Julian and Vivienne tensed. Vivienne was the first to react. "Didn't you say her name was Ms. Vaughn?"

On the other side of the floor, Willow didn't actually have any pressing matters. She was deliberately waiting until the very last minute to make her entrance. First, she couldn't stomach looking at them any longer than absolutely necessary. Second, she was the client now. When dealing with scum like them, she fully intended to throw her weight around.

She had been mildly surprised when her colleagues informed her that Julian was in the building, but it didn't change her strategy. Dealing with one repulsive parasite versus two made absolutely no difference to her.

Right as the clock neared ten, Willow gathered her files to head over. Suddenly, Arthur Vance appeared in her doorway.

Assuming he needed her for something else, Willow said apologetically, "Arthur, I'm just about to step into a meeting. If it's urgent, it'll have to wait until I get back."

"I know," Arthur replied, his tone bright and breezy. He didn't look like a man with a crisis. "I'm actually here for the kickoff. Mind if I tag along?"