Chapter 18
It was getting pretty late, and the meeting was still going on at the Noria Group conference room. The group had already shared their plans for the new quarter, but some old shareholders threw the room into chaos for their interests. Suddenly, the door burst open, and Matthew walked in, sharply dressed in
a black suit. He sat in the main chair and looked around the room, his presence so strong that everyone fell int
“I set the new plan, and if you all have a problem with that, you can talk to me,” said Marthew
The shareholders exchanged glances and remained silent.
“No? Then it’s settled.” Matthew nailed it.
Many of the shareholders at the company had worked there for years and used to be subordinates of Matthew’s uncle, Lincoln Grant, so they didn’t really bow down to Matthew. However, Matthew was a decisive leader, and they were afraid to challenge him.
After the meeting, Nathan Hoffman saw off the shareholders and quickly rushed to Matthew “Perfect timing, Matthew. These old fellas were unreasonable. I almost didn’t know what to do. Thank you for saving my day with your poker face,” he said,
Matthew rubbed the bridge of his nose and said, “Shut up.” He asked Charles about his schedule today and was told he had a free evening since the problem was solved. He planned to go back to Green Hill Villa to rest, but then be remembered he hadn’t been back to the Grant Manor for a while. He couldn’t help but frown when he thought of how his grandpa and mother would urge him to get married
When he hesitated, Nathan asked curiously, “I saw your Porsche dented when I was at the parking lot. What happened. Matthew!”
Matthew’s hand paused on his nose. He remembered the car crash and, of course, Valerie. Damn it I forgot I’m married now. I should probably go home after work he pondered for two seconds and headed out.
“Where are you going, Matthew? Wait a minute! What are you doing, Charles? Nathan planned to grab a drink with Matthew and chased after Matthew, but Charle stopped him.
Charles smiled meaningfully “Mr. Huffman, trast i
Considering he’s newly wedded,’ he thought.
trust me, you don’t want to play gooseberry”
Nathan was confused, and Matthew had taken the elevator to the parking lot. He asked Charles to send the Porsche to the service center and drove his Chevrolet Mini home. It was still torture for him
Fortunately, Slotmond Estate was not far. After half an hour of slowing driving. Matthew was finally home. But when he entered the password on the door, it was wrong.
Wrong?How.come! It was right last night! That woman must have changed the password” he thought angrily.
The exhaustion from work had reached its prak. He was extremely annoyed with others meddling in his business, no matter if it was his food, clothing, or living habits. He had already changed his driving and eating habits for Valerie’s sake today, and as a result, she actually locked him outside! First, she blocked him, and now this! Matthew was once again infuriated by her.
He knocked on the door, but no one answered it. He took out his phone to text her, only to remember she had blocked him on WhatsApp. Matthew
don
had never been so mad
After a moment of silence, he dialed another number. “Send me Valerie’s phone number in three minutes”
“Yes, Mr. Grant” Charles was stunned. He had been Matthew’s assistant for three years and knew he was really angry now. And Nothing good could
come out of that
“What did Miss Warren do to make Mr. Grant so mad? It seems he doesn’t have to wait for six months. He might divorce her tonight, thought