Chapter 4 Assumption
Since the incident at the floral festival yesterday, Bryce has been feeling uncomfortable. He keeps thinking about his encounter with Rose there.
He is curious about how Rose was able to get into the Rolls-Royce with the wealthy owner of the car.
Lily, who was wearing a mini dress at the time, leaned against Bryce's desk with her legs crossed, showing off her white thighs, and began to feel unhappy. She tried to provoke Bryce into continuing to hate Rossie.
"Oh, Bryce, I know you must be uncomfortable with what happened at the flower festival last night. Rossie isn't officially divorced from you yet, but she already dares to show her affection for another man in public. Doesn't she respect you and the Johansen family, who have always been good to her?" Lily began to provoke him.
Bryce sighed deeply and turned to her, looking at her calmly.
Lily put her index finger under her chin and looked up as if thinking, then she muttered a little loudly, deliberately so that Bryce could hear her. "Could it be that Rossie was secretly having an affair with another man when Bryce was away? Or maybe she used to be a woman..."
Lily glanced at Bryce secretly and noticed a change in his expression.
"What did you say?" asked Bryce, his eyes wide.
"Oh, nothing... It's nothing," Lily lied.
"Just say it, Lily, you don't have to be shy. I heard what you were muttering, but you didn't finish your sentence, "Bryce continued, then took Lily's hand and rubbed it gently.
Lily exhaled deeply and said again," I'm sorry, but I was thinking something if... eh, how should I tell you. "
Lily looked confused, but Bryce insisted that she speak." You don't need to be shy."
Lily exhaled deeply and began, "I thought that maybe they knew each other before. We don't know much about her background. We only know that she became Grandma's nanny, but before that, she was just an orphan."
"From the first time I saw her, I wondered how she could look so clean and beautiful. Where did she get the money to take care of her appearance? Could someone be supporting her, like, mmm? "
" You mean Rossie was previously an escort, and maybe the man with the Rolls-Royce was one of her clients? "Bryce replied in a high tone.
Bryce clenched his fist and then slammed it on the table." Damn it! So she's a prostitute. Huh! Good thing I never slept with her, otherwise I might have caught a disease. "
Although Lily's words bothered him, Bryce didn't immediately believe her. He immediately took his cell phone and asked his assistant, Steven, to find out about Rossie and her background.
" Bryce, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I hope my assumptions about her are wrong, "said Lily in a false voice.
Bryce smiled at her and pulled her closer. Lily sat on Bryce's lap and slowly rubbed his chest, while Bryce's hand rubbed Lily's thigh and looked at her affectionately.
" You don't need to feel guilty. Rossie is the one who doesn't know her place!"
A week later…
Bryce called Steven to his room again.
"What about the task I gave you. Have you found anything?"
Bryce looked out the window and faced the city view. His tall and sturdy posture created an intimidating shadow.
"I'm sorry, sir, I found nothing except that she was an orphan who was taken in by an old woman in the countryside. But the woman died ten years ago. Even the house they used to live in has been razed to the ground. That house was the address listed on Miss Rossie's ID, "Steven reported nervously.
" I even searched for information in several stores and on the streets and showed her photo, but no one knows where she lives now. Miss Rose may have moved from one place to another in a short period of time. "
" The building has been razed to the ground. She lived a nomadic life? "Bryce repeated, then narrowed his eyes at Steven as if interrogating him.
" Then what about the man who left with her that night? Was he really the President of the Nexus Group?" Bryce repeated the same question he had asked a few days ago.
He had seen the CCTV footage from the night Rossie left. The car was indeed a Rolls-Royce with license plate A111.
Steven nodded weakly. "That's right, sir, the car does belong to the President of the Nexus Group, Dominic Cavendish."
Upon hearing Steven's statement, Bryce clenched his fists in frustration. He knew who Dominic Cavendish was, even though they had never met. His company was not yet qualified to meet the Cavendish family, let alone establish cooperation with them.
Hearing Steven's statement, Bryce remembered what Lily had said about Rossie yesterday.
"Could what Lily said about Rossie be true? Wow, it's amazing that she was able to seduce a rich man like Dominic Cavendish!"
"Huh! Dominic Cavendish. A great man, the most desirable single man, but how could he possibly be with a cheap woman like Rossie? Aren't there other women more worthy of him? "
" Does a big boss like him really like to steal other people's wives?" asked Bryce.
Bryce's mind became even more confused when he heard the report from his assistant, so what came out of his mouth showed how unstable he was.
"Mr. Cavendish didn't really steal someone's wife, didn't you already propose..."
Before Steven could finish his sentence, Bryce glared at him sharply, so Steven chose to remain silent and didn't continue.
This time, Bryce's thoughts returned to the night of the florist festival. He clearly saw how that man hugged her. Could that man be Dominic?
If that man was Dominic, it meant that he had done something that offended him that night, making him even more reluctant to work with them. He felt a tightness in his chest, not because of what he had done that night, but because he had seen a man hugging Rossie tightly.
"Huh! Rossie isn't an attractive woman, but why would Dominic Cavendish, who is known for being cold and cruel, hug her so tightly?"
Once again, Bryce remembered Rossie's words on the night he divorced her. He snorted in annoyance. Rossie begging him not to divorce her and declaring that she loved him were all nonsense.
The more Bryce remembered that night, the more his blood boiled. This time, he clenched his fists and slammed his hand hard on the table. "Arrggh! Damn it!"