NovelAppChapter 490 Greg had a storm cloud hanging over him all day, which was a rare sight.
When she mentioned what Ophelia had said outside the Ford Group's towering building, Greg couldn't hide his surprise.
Ophelia claimed she didn't know Jane? But checking up on Jane's background was partly their job.
They knew as much about Jane as Greg himself did, if not more.
Connecting the dots, Greg thought back to the misunderstanding with Jane caused by Lucius' delayed information.
Was it truly a delay, or was it deliberate? Ophelia was in charge of that investigation.
Of course, Lucius, or Ophelia, for that matter, had been by his side for over a decade...
Had they grown too comfortable, bold enough to mess with his woman? Empowering them had apparently led to them taking liberties! Lucius, growing more convinced of his own suspicions and despite a moment's hesitation, finally spoke up, albeit reluctantly: "About checking on Ms. Webster, I was unsure about sof the information initially, so I omitted it." He had no idea why Greg was bringing this up now but chose to take the fall for Ophelia.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter all, they had history.
And Ophelia, proud as she was, would be ruined if Greg found out she did it on purpose.
They could make countless mistakes, but loyalty was their baseline.
Greg's gaze turned colder, clearly not buying a word. Without any patience left, he cut to the chase: "Do you know why, despite knowing you had feelings for Ophelia, I let you two work together on official matters?" "Greg..." Lucius was shocked, not expecting that his slight affection for Ophelia was so transparent to Greg.
Yet he found no words to deny it.
The office was chilling, but sweat formed on Lucius' forehead. Before the man everyone called "Mr. George," he knelt, pleading.
"Greg, it's my fault, I shouldn't have..." -shouldn't have covered for Ophelia, not once but twice! But the words choked in his throat.
This would throw Ophelia to the wolves.
At best, she'd be outcast; at worst... Greg had never been merciful to traitors.
Greg, leaning against his desk, absentmindedly tapped his fingers on the surface, locking eyes with Lucius for a few seconds before reaching for the phone.
He dialed a number.
The reception at SZ Technology picked up promptly, "Mr. George!" "Let Ophelia answer the phone," instructed Greg in a calm voice.
"Right away, Mr. George." Shortly after, Ophelia con the line, her voice as neutral as ever, betraying none of the tension, "Greg, what's up?" "I need you at the Ford Group." "...Okay." Sensing something off in his tone, Ophelia immediately stood up, "I'll be right there." As she made her way to the Ford Group, her mind was unsettled.
On arriving, still uneasy, she called Lucius hoping for sinsights.
Lucius' phone vibrated incessantly in his pocket. He glanced at the caller ID, his hand trembling slightly. Under Greg's watchful eye, he dared not decline the call.
Greg watched him, amused, "Hiding something else from me? Put it on speaker." "Nothing!" Lucius reluctantly answered, "Hey, I'm at..." He tried to hint at something but was cut off by Ophelia, "Lucius, whatever you're doing, just tell me, did something happen to Greg?" Her tone was far from pleasant; since Lucius had passed her information to Greg then turned his back on her, she had been harboring resentment.
"Nothing happened to Greg." "Really?" "Really." "That's odd..." Ophelia's suspicion grew, "...Where are you?" "...The Ford Group." "Weren't you on a business trip? How cyou're back early?" As she spoke, her tone shifted abruptly, "Did you fucking go behind my back to Greg about that thing again??" Lucius felt a cold sweat, at a loss for words.
He had done his best.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOphelia wanted to say more, but the call was abruptly ended.
Entering the CEO's office, what she saw first was Lucius on his knees. Her heart sank.
Greg, leaning against his desk, glanced at her disappointingly but spared her the humiliation, instead he simply statediation, "SZ Technology's Nordic branch needs a deputy head.
Finish up here and head there as soon as you can." Ophelia's legs gave way.
Heading to the Nordic meant she was out of Greg's inner circle.
She paused, her eyes brimming behind her glasses, "You're sendingaway? Why?" Just because she went against that woman once? For a few remarks that weren't even that harsh at lunch?
Greg's expression remained stoic, his words heavy, "I don't need someone who can't weigh their actions around me." Ophelia, always proud, had never been spoken to like this. Around Greg, she was used to flattery, not condemnation.
Feeling a cold dread, her lips.
trembling, she suddenly couldn't keep filled with up the facade, heroiduldn't keep emotion, "What did I do??" Lucius was petrified, fearing she'd pushed Greg too far, he reached out to her. Rental magna no BART This Vampire.Won't Give Up! Madoka Kitaji/Kodansha Ltd: Chooo- 15
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