Chapter 75
Of course, this was just Lila's guess.
She wouldn't ask Alexander about it.
Because from what she knew about him, even if she asked, Alexander wouldn't tell her anyway.
While Lila was lost in thought, Alexander had already parked the car and gotten out.
He glanced at her coldly, said nothing, and walked toward the elevator.
For some reason, Lila felt his mood was a bit down.
When they went upstairs and passed by the CEO's office, Alexander called Charlie into his office.
After Lila went in, she didn't dare eavesdrop on what they were going to talk about. She went into the driver's lounge and closed the door tightly.
Outside.
Alexander sat down in his office chair, eyes lowered, his expression unreadable, and spoke flatly, "Still no news about Celeste?"
"No."
"Put more people and resources into finding her. Spend whatever it takes."
Charlie nodded, "Yes, Mr. Sinclair."
He responded quietly, waved his hand, signaling him to leave.
Charlie tactfully left the CEO's office.
Alexander pulled out a cigarette and lit it.
That car accident had happened two years ago, and all memories related to Celeste had stopped two years ago too.
As the days passed, her once clear face gradually became blurry in his mind.
Sometimes he felt afraid—afraid that one day in the future, when he thought of Celeste, he would no longer be able to fully picture her every glance and smile in his mind.
The cigarette in Alexander's hand burned out. He stubbed it out in the ashtray, and when he looked up, he saw Lila reading a book in the driver's lounge, holding a pen in her right hand, writing and drawing as if taking notes. She looked quite focused.
But watching her made him especially annoyed.
The woman he loved was missing, her fate unknown—maybe even dead. Why should this woman who married him for money get to stay carefree in his office, enjoying the best working environment, doing whatever she wanted?
She already had it so comfortable, yet she wouldn't even get pregnant!
Ha, what right did she have to refuse him?
Without a child, Celeste couldn't be found!
This was all Lila's fault!
A destructive urge born from this sense of injustice crawled up from deep in his heart, spreading to his limbs at the fastest speed.
Alexander suddenly stood up from his office chair and strode toward the driver's lounge.
At this moment, Lila had no idea danger was approaching. She was holding a highlighter, marking key points in her book.
It wasn't until she heard the lounge door open that she instinctively turned to look. When she met Alexander's cold, murderous gaze, her heart jumped.
Lila stood up from her seat and asked him carefully, "Boss, what's wrong?"
Alexander didn't say anything, but suddenly grabbed her wrist, gripping so hard it felt like he might crush her.
Lila frowned in pain and tried to pull her hand back, but he wouldn't let her. He pulled harder and gripped tighter!
She couldn't match his strength. Her face changed from the pain, "That hurts! Let go of me!"
What answered her was Alexander's cold, emotionless interrogation, "I told you to have a child. Why do you keep making excuses?"
She looked at him in disbelief, never expecting that Alexander's sudden outburst was about the child issue!
Lila thought that topic was over.
Facing Alexander's baseless questioning, Lila could only argue back, "You won't even say why you want a child. How am I supposed to have one? Plus, you don't even like me. A child isn't some object you can just have whenever you want. Couples without an emotional foundation shouldn't have children at all!"