Chapter 498


    Michael ignored my question and his gaze intensified.


    “Michael, are you hiding something from me? Did you find out about something?”


    I nced at Michael and asked in a serious tone. Michael was behaving too oddly today for me to


    ignore.


    “Nope. It''ste. Let''s go back home.”


    Michael gave me onest look before diverting his attention away.


    I knitted my eyebrows, obviously displeased by his answer. Michael must know something but he


    refused to disclose it. I was fuming with anger at the thought.


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    After returning to the Shaw residence, I wanted to continue pestering Michael about Mrs. Campbell''s


    matter. However, Michael appeared to be disinterested in having a conversation and he went to bed


    immediately after taking a shower.


    Hence, I had no choice but to bury those thoughts. Nevertheless, I was determined to ascertain the


    truth, or else I would feel like an idiot.


    These few days were exceptionally tiring for me. Michael was already gone by the time I woke up.


    Hence, I did not have the opportunity to ask him about Mrs. Campbell''s matter.


    In addition, I was upied with work and quickly forgot about my question.


    After days of looking for a job, I decided to work in a smallpany. It was tough looking for a


    company that fit my requirement. Thus, I decided to work in apany that was about to close down. If


    I could bring thepany back to life, then it would be a valuable skill worth uplifting myself with.


    Everyone from the Shaw family disagreed with my choice. They were of the view that with my status in


    the Shaw family, I should not work at apany that was about to close down. If I wanted to, I could


    get any job that I wanted and there was no necessity to get myself involved in the mess.


    Knowing that their intentions were genuine and kind, I could feel the warmth in my heart. However, that


    did not make me change my mind. I stared at Michael and he too did not stop me from doing what I


    wanted.


    After working with thepany for a few days, I found out that thepany was riddled with all kinds


    of problems. The rectification of those problems would be insurmountable. However, I was confident


    that I could save thepany.


    Michael ignored my question and his gaze intensified.


    “Michael, are you hiding something from me? Did you find out about something?”


    During this period, I kept receiving calls and messages from Mrs. Campbell reminding me to take good


    care of myself.


    Although it felt weird, I was grateful for her kind gesture.


    Today, as I was browsing thepany''s reports, a youngdy barged into the office suddenly. She was


    young and appeared to be four or five years younger than me. Armed with a pretty face, she wore a


    pair of sunsses and was dressed in branded clothes. Undoubtedly, she came from a wealthy family.


    I frowned at the presence of thedy who showed up abruptly. Putting aside my work, I raised my head


    and looked at her.


    “Hello, may I know who you are?”


    I spoke in a nonchnt tone while sizing her up.


    “You are Anna Garcia?”


    She took off her sunsses and started scrutinizing me as well. Her eyes were full of rivalry.


    “Yes I am. And you are?”


    I immediately frowned upon realizing that she was here to cause trouble.


    “My name is Jte Campbell. I''m looking for you!”


    She stared at me scornfully and she did not even bother to hide the disdain in her eyes.


    “Ms. Campbell, I don''t think I know you. How can I help you?”


    I had no idea who Jte was. Hence, I could confirm that we had never met before. However, my


    initial impression of her hateful appearance was subpar at best.


    “I know that you don''t know me. But I do know you. My mom came all the way here because of you. I''m


    here today to find out who you are!”


    When Jte was speaking, her stare exuded a strong sense of hatred.


    “Your mom? Who is your mom?”


    I could not wrap my head around the situation. I had never met her, but she came out of nowhere and


    was now trying to settle the score with me.


    Her name is Jte Campbell. When she mentioned her Mom, the first thing that popped into my head


    was Mrs. Campbell. I recalled that Mrs. Campbell mentioned that she had a daughter. Could it be her?


    “Is your mom Mrs. Campbell? Are you her daughter?”


    I tried to test the waters. Although I framed it in the form of a question, my tone sounded like I was


    certain of the answer.


    “Yes. You''re asking the obvious!”