Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 204

When Verian was still sleeping, Heaton’s phone rang.

Kush said, “Boss, the Ashier Group’s President Mark has been fired. I found evidence of his embezzlement and it seems this weasel has a huge appetite. President Shaw has been meaning to find an opportunity to fire him for a while now. After President Shaw knew that Carlos offended you, I also fanned the flames from the side. Hence, Carlos Mark has been kicked out of the Ashier Group.”

Heaton gave a calm reply. Although his gaze seemed neutral, it was also exceptionally cold and sinister. He said, “Spread the news of his embezzlement out to the entire business circle.”

Kush was stunned as he did not expect Heaton to go to such extreme lengths.

Spreading news of Carlos’s embezzlement to the entire business circle would equate to telling everyone that Carlos was a traitorous creature. Although embezzlement was not something out of the ordinary and nine in ten people had done it before, if such a disgraceful thing were to be spread and left for discussion however, this would have caused that person to be completely blacklisted. Hence, who else would even dare use him in the future?

As horrible of a person Carlos was, he was not the absolute worst. By doing so, it was as if Heaton had pushed him off a cliff and there would be no way of him ever turning back.

“Yes boss.”

After the phone call ended, Kush thought to himself just how much boss cared about Miss Mont. All Carlos did was molest Miss Mont a few times and that alone had cost him his job immediately.

Everyone in North City had said that wherever Heaton walked, he would leave behind a trail of blood and corpses. However, Kush felt like wherever Miss Mont had walked would be a more accurate description, since anyone who crossed Miss Mont would suffer a fate much worse than crossing Heaton.

It seemed he would need to change the way he addressed her. The next time they meet, he should not be calling her ‘Miss Mont’ any longer. He should be calling her ‘madam’ from now on.

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When Verian woke up, it was already four noon. In this season, the skies would get dark early. It was extremely cold outside and the sun had already set. The orange hue of the cold setting sun landed by the side of her window. She was slightly dazed from sleeping and her head felt slightly heavy. She placed her slender arm on her forehead and called out twice, “Heaton, Heaton?”

Heaton was on his laptop in the living room while his long slender fingers swiftly hammered on the keyboard. The keyboard sounds were soft but the rhythm it made was very clear.

Upon hearing the sounds coming from the bedroom, Heaton closed his laptop, stood up, and entered the bedroom.

There was a reason for Verian calling out to him. After sleeping for so long, it was unsure if it was due to her sleeping position that her entire right leg was numb to the extent that she could not feel anything. It was shaking in waves and felt incredibly awful for her.

“Awake yet?”

Verian’s voice sounded slightly hoarse. “My leg feels numb and I can’t move it.”

“Which leg?”

Verian pointed at her right leg as Heaton sat by the bed and his long and slender huge hand landed on her right leg and started massaging her gently. It was only after massaging for a while did Verian regain some feeling.

“How is it?”

She nodded her head and said, “Yeah, it’s much better but still a little numb.”

Heaton continued his hand movements. He was incredibly patient as he said, “Pack your things at night. Follow me back to North City tomorrow morning.”

“This soon?”

Although there was not much to take care of here in S City, returning to North City so suddenly made her feel slightly reluctant. It was not because of her lack of courage, instead it was the thought of facing Old Man Fudd, Yanni Quain, Sam Joyce, and Lain Heidy that hurt her brain.

Verian leaned against Heaton with an empty look in her eyes. Upon returning to North City, she knew she had to face all the things she had once avoided. Those were extremely messy things and so, she felt slightly unsure of what to do in that instance.

“Heaton, do you think my father would forgive me in heaven?”