Chapter 545


    Chapter 545


    “Why didn’t you call her? She was already your girlfriend then.”


    Conrad himself was a little silly and suddenly understood that his first love experience wasn’t quite as


    passionate.


    It was not like how things were with Fia now. Just half a day without her message and he would feel


    ufortable all over.


    And after he had confirmed his rtionship with Esme, he never seemed to have taken the initiative to


    contact her.


    “Perhaps… to me, I never saw her as my girlfriend?”


    He looked at Fia and asked in a seemingly lost manner.


    Fia frowned so hard that her forehead was about to be knitted up.


    How could there be such a ridiculous matter?


    Conrad pressed on her frown. “About the matter of her gift during hering of age, I’ll get Ss to


    check it out.”


    “Check what?” Fia was a little stunned.


    “I didn’t give it to her. She lied. I also did not know that she liked peach blossoms.”


    He frowned and tried very hard to exin, “Fia, I find it very hard to differentiate the scent of the


    different types of flowers.”


    This was a very sad situation.


    Fia found it ridiculous. How could there be a person who is unable to differentiate between flower


    fragrances?


    “During the Hellish Training Camp, it was found that I have a


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    weakness in this area. I have investigative information you can look at.”


    Conrad immediately ran out of the bedroom into the study and searched for the information he had


    investigated previously.


    After that, Fia held the information and muttered, “I cannot see.”


    Thest time she went to the ophthalmologist, she originally wanted to ask if she could put on sses


    to help with her high myopia.


    In the end, it was totally useless.


    The doctor said that it was because of her brain nervous system and not because of her cornea or any


    eye disease.


    “Why don’t we do it like this. I’ll get Mrs. Whitley up and you can get her to read for you.”


    “Mrs. Whitley is your employee.”


    Conrad was speechless for quite a few seconds before she looked


    out of the window.


    It was already past September and it was already fall and the sun was not bright.


    “Then hold on to the information, I’ll bring you out for a walk, and then when you meet a stranger, you


    can get him to read for you?”


    Fia felt it was quite s*upid like this. She said she would wait for when Eileen was free and get Eileen to


    help her check the information.


    Before she managed to open her mouth, she was picked up by the man and he strode out.


    “Yo, what a coincidence!”


    A red Maserati stopped outside the gate and Victor greeted them through the iron gate.


    Conrad flew across the courtyard, opened the gate, and walked out.


    “Go away!”


    Victor was baffled. “I just passed by your ce on the way home and greeted you. You can’t possibly


    expect me, your cousin, to give you a gift, right?”


    Fia thought about it and felt that Victor and Conrad never got along.


    So she took out the information in her hands and stretched forward.” Cousin, please help.”


    Victor looked at the woman in his cousin’s arms and felt she was


    pitiful because she was still unable to see.


    If Eileen was around, she would love to dote on this best friend of


    hers.


    He missed Eileen a little.


    So he could not turn down this cousin-inw of his.


    “What’s the matter?”


    He got out of the car, took the document in Fia’s hands with a cold face. “Don’t think that just because


    you stepped back from the


    competition for the piece ofnd in the northern suburbs I would sign


    a nonsensical contract.”


    “It’s not a contract. Can I trouble you to read it out for me?”


    Hearing this, Victor was curious about the information he had in his


    hands.


    Fia got off Conrad’s arms and stared at Victor blurrily with her big


    eyes.


    “I’ll have to trouble you.”


    After Victor finished reading, he swallowed and looked at Conrad and said to Fia, “You let me see your


    husband’s weakness?”


    “What weakness?” Fia asked.


    “Ha! If people found out that the high and mighty CEO Maxwell was a piece of trash that cannot even


    differentiate between flower


    fragrances, how much of a joke would he be!”


    Conrad was mocked and teased.


    Fia’s expression turned cold. “Is it very funny?!”


    “Yo, isn’t this something you yourself gave to me? How could I notugh?”


    “Crazy!” Fia scolded. “Return it to me.”