"Phillip, why don't I go inside to check out the situation?"
Unable to bear the suffocating atmosphere in the car, Aydan volunteered to do this.
As soon as he said this, he heard the sound of the car door being unlocked.
"..."
Aydan saw that Phillip still kept a straight face as if he had never done anything. The corner of his mouth twitched. He opened the door and got out of the car.
Aydan entered the hotpot restaurant and sent back the waiter.
Not seeing Ann and Fred Anderson in the hall, he guessed that the two should be in the private room.
But there were so many private rooms, did he have to search one by one?
Just as he was deep in thought, a waiter pushed open the door to a private room next to him, bringing the dishes in.
The twos sitting in the room were Fred Anderson and Ann!
Aydan's eyes lit up. When the waiter came out and was about to close the door, he handed over a stack of red bills, which indicated that the waiter just left without doing anything.
The waiter looked at the bills and the narrow crack in the door. He struggled for two seconds and immediately made a decision.
He accepted the money and left as if nothing had happened.
It was evident that he had done such a thing many times.
Aydan put the shop in the blacklist in his heart, and then sneakily leaned in front of the door to peek inside.
He saw Ann with a big smile. She had changed a lot from a week ago.
Aydan was discontented.
This woman, didn't she say that leaving Phillip was because she had no choice?
Even if she was not as desperate as before, she could not fall into a heated conversation with another man so soon!
He thought of Phillip, who was still at the entrance of the hotpot restaurant with a sorrowful mindset!
Aydan took out his phone and sent a message to the head of the perfume Research and Development Department.
Then, he moved closer to the door and observed what happened inside.
Ann suddenly looked at her phone, the expression changing slightly.
Then, she said something to Fred Anderson apologetically and got up to leave.
The corner of Aydan's mouth revealed a smile of success, and he swaggered out, preparing to go to Phillip's to take credit for his achievement.
Humph, with him around, no one can dream of cuckolding Phillip!
...
Inside the car, Aydan sat on the back of the driver's seat. When he saw Fred Anderson and Ann coming out of the restaurant, he chortled.
"Phillip, can we go and have a meal now?"
But Phillip just narrowed his eyes and stared at Fred Anderson, who suddenly stopped at the entrance of the hotpot restaurant.
Fred Anderson turned his head and looked at the Enzo Ferrari parked on the side. However, he was separated by the car window, so could not see who was sitting inside.
But when he saw Ann, who was originally walking in a hurry, suddenly slowed down after seeing this car with a complicated expression, he vaguely knew who was inside.
Fred Anderson curled his lips slightly with a mysterious smile on his face. He nodded in the direction of Phillip, and then slightly quickened his pace to keep up with the footsteps of Ann.
Aydan witnessed everything in the back seat.
Looking at Phillip on the steering wheel, his blue veins bulging, he felt a chill down his spine.
He silently let go of the hands on the back of the driver's seat and shrunk back into the back seat, trying to reduce his presence.
...
Ann returned to her company in a hurry, but only to find that her colleagues in the department were all taking a nap in the office.
She felt perplexed, and she asked some of her colleagues.
"Didn't they say that the department would hold a temporary meeting and that all the members would be present?"
"No, I haven't heard of a meeting," her colleagues said puzzlingly.
Ann was silent and looked at the text message on the phone.
It was indeed a text message from the head of the department. The head of the department was very cautious, they wouldn't send a wrong message.
Could it be...
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