After James left for work, Kara was going to the studio.
"Miss Kara, Mr. James said that you seem to be feeling a little unwell. You should rest at home today. He has asked for leave for you." Libby pulled her arm, feeling a bit awkward.
Kara glanced at Libby and felt annoyed in her heart.
Her body was a little uncomfortable, but she could still draw.
James stopped her from going to the studio. He was probably not worried about her health, but wanted to put her under house arrest and prevent her from contacting Donald!
"Miss Kara, I've prepared your favorite dessert. I'll bring it upstairs for you." Libby was a little nervous when she saw Kara's expression.
"Thank you, Libby. I'm good."
Kara shook off her hand, let out a cold breath, and turned to go upstairs.
Instead of returning to the bedroom, she went to the paint room, closed the door, and called Donald with her phone.
When she learned that Donald had called her yesterday and thought of how furious James was last night, she understood that James had learned from Donald that she was moving out of the villa.
She suddenly felt helpless in her heart. James would be engaged tomorrow, so she should leave.
In the president's office of the SA Group...
After a morning meeting, James returned to the office and took out his phone to check the message from Libby.
Libby said that when Kara learned that James didn't allow her to go out, Kara angrily ran to the paint room. Kara did not go out the whole morning. James knew that she was mad at him.
He felt a little depressed, and his face was gloomy.
Nolan knocked on the door and entered the office with some documents. Feeling that the office was a little depressing, he shivered.
Others said that women were capricious, but James was even more capricious than women.
His expressionless face was quite scary. When he became gloomy, his eyes seemed to be covered with ice. No one would have the courage to look him in the eye.
"Mr. James, these are the documents."
"How are the preparations for the engagement going?" James interrupted him.
Nolan put down the documents and immediately took out his tablet to report the preparations for the engagement party.
"It has been arranged according to what you said."
James nodded. His slender fingers fell on the desk, rhythmically tapping.
"What was the reaction of the Hemming family?"
Nolan stared at his slender fingers. It was undeniable that his fingers were very beautiful.
"Madam Hemming is always talking about the engagement party. Marcos is also calm. Emily and Kathleen are very close. Kathleen was drugged by her classmates in the bar. Those photos were also sent by Emily. I think she should have a backup plan."
James listened casually, his fingers continuously sliding across the tablet that Nolan had given him. Looking at the photos on the screen, he smiled.
"Ignore her. Arrange for two people to go to the villa and protect Kara just in case."
Nolan looked at him in surprise. He didn't ask for the reason. He accepted the order and left the office.
Walking out of the company, Nolan saw Emily walking over with a document. The corner of Nolan's mouth twitched, and he quickly put on his cold expression again.
"Ms. Emily, what's the matter?"
"There is a document that the president has to look through. Why? Can't I enter the president's office?" Emily saw that he was guarding the door, and her face turned cold.
"Of course, you can."
Nolan adjusted the gold-rimmed spectacles. He knew that she didn't hold good intentions to come here.
"Mr. James, Ms. Emily is here." Nolan knocked on the door and opened it slightly.
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