Chapter 33:I’m Going to Pick Up My Wife


    The car drove all the way to the cement nt under Scott Group.


    Monica had been constantly talking throughout the journey, asking Wilson various questions. Although


    Wilson was used to keeping a poker face, he did not neglect Monica. He answered every one of


    Monica''s questions without fail, but his answers were short and concise.


    Harry was very satisfied with Wilson''s performance. Although it was his first time cooperating with


    Wilson, he knew a little about Wilson''s background.


    Wilson was known as a rigid and decisive person in the business world. In his personal life, he was


    loyal and faithful in his rtionships. Since his girlfriend passed away three years ago, countless rich


    and famousdies threw themselves at him, but he kept them at length.


    Harry nced at his daughter in the back seat and smiled. His daughter was so beautiful and innocent,


    maybe she could melt his heart.


    The car stopped at the entrance of Scott Group''s cement nt.


    Wilson got out and graciously opened the car door for Monica.


    Monica jumped out of the car happily. "Wilson, is this the Scott Group''s cement nt? It''s so big! Is that


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    the concrete mixer? Wilson, I want to have a closer look!"


    "Simon, prepare a safety helmet for Miss Monica!" Wilson instructed Simon.


    Monica''s heart skipped a beat. She never thought that he would be so considerate and attentive to her.


    Monica asked Wilson to apany her throughout the tour. Along the way, Monica asked a lot of


    questions out of curiosity.


    "Wilson, why are there so many types of cement?"


    "Wilson, what''s the difference between thesebels?"


    "Wilson, why does the price differ so much?"


    "But they all look the same to me. How could you tell the difference?"


    ...


    In order for his daughter and Wilson to have some alone time, Harry told Simon that he was a little tired


    and to send him back to the office.


    Wilson apanied Monica throughout the tour of the cement nt and answered her numerous


    questions. In the beginning, he answered all the questions she asked patiently, regardless of the level


    of technicality. However, by four o''clock in the afternoon, he would look at his watch from time to time.


    He began to be a little absent-minded. Even when Monica posed a question to him, he would get


    distracted.


    Monica pouted in annoyance. "Wilson, are you in a hurry to go somewhere?"


    "Well, I do have something to do. I need to go to the hospitalter!" Wilson answered truthfully.


    "Go to the hospital? Why? Are you feeling unwell?" Monica asked with concern.


    Wilson replied, "No, I''m fine. I''m going to the hospital to pick up my wife!"


    He could see through Monica''s interest towards him with a single nce. He didn''t want to cause any


    unnecessary trouble, so it would be best to be direct and sever her interest in him as soon as possible.


    In his opinion, women were the most difficult creatures to handle.


    When Monica heard Wilson''s words, she was shocked, as if struck by lightning. She felt like her heart


    was broken into pieces. Monica fell silent after that.


    After walking in silence for a few minutes, she looked up and asked, "Wilson, is your wife Miss Alina,


    whom I metst time at the banquet?"


    "Yes!" Wilson replied.


    "Well, go and pick her up quickly. For the raw materials, we''ve seen the cement. Let''s make an


    appointment to inspect the steel next time." Monica was still feeling down.


    "Alright, please apologize to Mr. Harry for me! Simon will send you back. I''ll take my leave!" After


    saying that, Wilson strode out and called Scott Group''s driver to pick him up.


    Wilson had a habit of being punctual. He arrived at the hospital twenty minutes to five o''clock. His


    emotionless face softened into a gentle expression. He sat in the car, quietly waiting for Alina toe


    out.


    At five o''clock sharp, he saw Alina walking out in a hurry. He immediately opened the door and stepped


    out to meet her, only to see a man in a suit running after Alina. He held a bouquet of red roses in his


    hands and was chasing after her. "Alina, I am serious about this. I have fallen in love with you since the


    first time I met you!"


    Wilson could not help but knit his brows tightly together. He stopped in his tracks and assessed the


    situation. His gaze was imprable as he stared at the man with the bouquet, blocking Alina''s path at


    the lobby of the hospital.