Chapter 97 Why Do You Live Here?
Meryl instantly withdrew her hand from Dalton’s grasp.
Fearing that Chandler might let the cat out of the bag, she instantly came up with an idea and took a document from her bag.
“Mr. Aniston, I’ve brought the document you wanted.”
Meryl felt fortunate that as Chandler’s subordinate, she could use work as a cover. She approached him and blinked at him repeatedly, hoping that he would cooperate with her.
He was in a foul mood. From Dalton’s grab of Meryl’s wrist and her disheveled hair, he could effortlessly guess what had just happened between them. He was already furious. Yet, noticing her hint, he had to hold back the jealousy surging within him.
“I see.” Chandler nodded coldly, turned slightly, and played along with Meryl. With the same aloof demeanor he had displayed at the company, he ordered, “Place the document on the desk in my study.”
Seeing Meryl enter the apartment, Dalton planned to say something. However, the sight of Chandler’s dark face made him give up.
“Uncle Chandler, why do you live here?” This residential complex was not high-end and didn’t quite match Chandler’s status. He took out a cigarette from his pocket. Amid the smoke, he glanced indifferently at Dalton. He replied icily, “Because I like it.”
Suddenly, Dalton was taken aback by the deep and shallow love bites on Chandler’s neck. The apartment appeared to bear traces of a woman’s presence. Upon realizing it, he asked in shock, “Uncle Chandler, do you have a girlfriend?”
Chandler leaned against the door frame casually. With a playful smile, he neither admitted nor denied it. Yet, it was sufficient to ignite Dalton’s imagination. Chandler actually had a girlfriend. How surprising!
Dalton became curious. “Uncle Chandler, who captured your heart? Why don’t you bring her home and introduce her to us?”
“There is no hurry.” Chandler cast a cold glance at him and said ambiguously, “When the time comes, you will meet her.”
Dalton nodded without thinking much about it. Chandler narrowed his eyes fiercely. “Why don’t you leave, instead of lingering here?”
Dalton craned his neck and peered inside. Meryl hadn’t come out yet. After hesitating for a moment, he whispered, “Uncle Chandler, I want Meryl to come to the Marketing Department.”
In an instant, Chandler frowned and sneered.
Dalton was confused. “What?”
Chandler sized him up with contempt. “Do you intend to snatch someone from me? You don’t deserve it.” Immediately, he slammed the door shut without waiting for Dalton’s reply. His swift and forceful action betrayed his impatience, making it clear he was in a rage.
Dalton was rejected and lingered outside for a few minutes. The door was closed, and Meryl had no intention of coming out. Knowing very well that she was avoiding him and recalling Chandler’s warning, Dalton did not stay there long. How could he possibly pester her? He had followed her here today just to caution Meryl against setting her sights on Ethan. Ethan was his cousin. He would be disgusted if they were really together!
Dalton turned away proudly.
In the study, Meryl suddenly realized a very serious problem. Dalton had followed her today. If she continued to reside here with Chandler, the fact that they were living together might not be kept secret any longer. Dalton and Lydia’s wedding was approaching, and before that, Meryl’s relationship with Chandler couldn’t be made public.