Chapter 90: He Missed Her
The surgery in the cardiology department had nothing to do with Bernard; he had simply seen the scene from the observation room. At that time, Bernard wasn’t yet the director, and he had no position to speak like that. He only went home and muttered a few words to his lover.
“What about the patient?” Waylon asked.
Bernard shrugged and said, “From what I know, he died. It was already too late to save him. He stopped breathing in the ambulance, and even after administering adrenaline and other emergency measures, it didn’t help.”
Waylon thought for a moment. “Can you help me check if this person’s last name was Zach?”
Chase, who had been looking down at his phone, finally looked up. “Do you know him?”
It wasn’t that Waylon knew him, but the manner and timing of the death, along with the hospital where they received the news, were all too coincidental. This person had originally been a financial director at a company also connected to the Harrison Group. Waylon had just followed the lead and found a link to this person, and within a week, he was dead. It felt too coincidental to Waylon.
“Alright, I’ll look it up for you.”
This meal was also meant to make Blanc understand what he would need to do in the future. Wendy and Chase would let Blanc go without proper treatment. After the job was done, whether Blanc wanted to stay at Cloud Hospital or go to a better facility, Wendy would find a way. Jeremy finally understood where Sammy’s concern had come from. Henry seemed to want to be with Wendy at all times. Originally, there hadn’t been a meeting at lunch, so the few of them were eating in Wendy’s suite, discussing the current trip.
“Mr. Jeremy, you don’t have a girlfriend?” Sammy asked, curious. “Then why do you always go home so early?”
Jeremy replied, “I don’t like drawing at the office when I don’t have inspiration. I’d rather go home since I don’t have to clock in.”
Sammy nodded. “That’s true. Who would want to stay at the office?”
After this business trip, Jeremy had gained a better understanding of the company’s upper management, as Sammy had been talking about the people there to help him integrate faster. It was at this moment that Henry knocked on the door.
“Oh, you’ve already started eating. I was about to ask you to come out.” Henry smiled at Sammy, who opened the door, then walked in, completely ignoring the eye-roll Sammy gave him.
Even Jeremy couldn’t help but want to curse. Maybe Wendy’s distaste for Henry was so subtle that Henry hadn’t noticed how unwelcome he was. He came right in, pulled out a chair, and started chatting with Wendy.
After the door closed, Sammy and Jeremy exchanged a look.
“I know a nearby restaurant, a very unique fusion place. I’m sure you’ll love it. How about we go tonight?” Henry asked.
Wendy remained calm and silent, but Jeremy spoke up. “Ms. Quinn, don’t forget about your dinner with Mr. Caesar from Typhoon Corp tonight.”
That was indeed the real matter, not something Jeremy had made up. Typhoon Corp was a leading force in the literary industry. Though the age of print media was over and new media had taken over, Typhoon Corp still stood at the top of the literary world. The new president of Typhoon Corp was Wendy’s childhood friend. Their relationship was very close, and it was the first time they would meet after he returned to take the role.
“I almost forgot,” Wendy said, wiping her mouth with a napkin. She turned to Sammy. “Caesar doesn’t like spicy food; remember to tell the restaurant.”
Sammy nodded. “Got it. The restaurant is Celadon Restaurant, ranked first in Jashonton’s food list. Mr. Caesar should like it.”
At this point, Henry’s expression finally turned sour. Wendy instantly understood that the restaurant Henry had wanted to take her to must have been Celadon Restaurant. Thinking about how Henry had repeatedly provoked Chase, seeing Henry uncomfortable now made Wendy feel a little better.
“Well, I’m sorry, but I’ll try the food today. If it’s good, we can go together tomorrow. The business trip is ending, and it’ll be nice for our companies to have a celebratory dinner.”
Henry was speechless, pausing for a long time before nodding. “Alright, I’ll follow your lead.”
9:26 PM – Chapter 90: He Missed Her
Typhoon Corp had expanded beyond the media industry; they had expanded into an entertainment conglomerate, managing everything from novels to comics and beyond. They had already gone global. Wendy hadn’t seen Caesar in several years. The last time they met was probably at her and Chase’s wedding. She had been in a state of despair and wasn’t in the mood to entertain guests, even forgetting whether she had spoken to Caesar. Dinner wasn’t business-related, just two old friends meeting.
Before going, Wendy made a point of calling Chase.
“I didn’t dare call earlier, in case you were in surgery. You should be off work by now, right?” Wendy said as she bent down to get into the car.
Chase replied, “Still at the office, watching the surveillance with Blanc. Are you sure you’ll be back the day after tomorrow? I’ll pick you up.”
“It shouldn’t change.”
“Okay.”
Lately, Chase hadn’t really wanted to go home. Mainly because it was empty and cold, and every time he returned, he kept thinking about what had happened between him and Wendy in bed. The more he thought about it, the more he realized how much he missed her.