Chapter 1735
"Felix, I just knew it. In your heart, I''m always the one that matters most."
She was brimming with contentment, her mood exceptionally bright.
Felix sat on the edge of the bed, about to say something, when his phone chimed again. He thought
it might be Carol.
But when he checked, it was that unknown number.
[I''m at your folks'' gravesite. Honestly, didn''t expect it to be this out of the way.]
Back then, Felix was too young and didn''t have much money. Just burying a few people in the same
ce had been a struggle, let alone affording a fancy cemetery.
This message was like challenging his bottom line.
Abner probably had no idea these people died because of him. He just wanted to get under Felix''s
skin with these biting words.
Felix''s resolve hardened instantly. It was time to take a slice at the Miller Group. He''d show Mr.
Miller what happened when he crossed the line.
After leaving the hospital, he returned to his apartment. Carol was indeed alone, lying on the couch,
genuinely feverish.
Her cheeks were flushed with heat when she saw him. She turned her head away, anger bubbling
up, "Why are you here? Just let me burn up. Let''s just break up; I really don''t need you."
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Felix wrapped his arms around her, patting her back gently. Tears spilled from Carol''s eyes as she
bit down on his shoulder.
"Carol, let me work at the Miller Group, starting from the very bottom."
She stiffened, having thought he would reject anything to do with the Miller Group. She hadn''t
expected him to say such a thing.
"I''ll prove myself to your father."
A glimmer of hope shed in Carol''s eyes as she remembered all the finance books at Felix''s ce.
Perhaps he had been waiting for an opportunity; perhaps he too was not content to settle.
"Are you serious?"
"Yeah."
Carol clutched his hand, fever making her grip scorching hot.
"Okay, I''ll talk to my dad. Don''t worry; he''ll say yes. Felix, does this mean we''re not breaking up?"
Felix reached out, teasing her nose, "What do you think?"
Carol coughed a few times, delirious from the fever. Felix brought her a ss of water and dug out
some fever reducer.
She got up, intending to head straight to the Miller family mansion, but he caught her wrist, "Take
your medicine first."
"No. I need to look like this so my dad will be more sympathetic."
He watched her, his gaze deep.
Carol thought she saw somethingplex in his eyes, about to spill over. But her vision was shaky,
too blurred to be sure.
"Felix, I''m going, okay? This is just how my dad and I are. He loves me the most. It''s just a low-level
job; he won''t make a fuss."
Felix still held her wrist.
"Felix?"
Ten minutester, he slowly let go, smiling, "Good luck then."
Carol kissed him on the lips, her step lighter with excitement.
"Wait for my good news!"
As the living room door closed behind her, Felix pulled out a cigarette and started to smoke. The
smoke was harsh today, making him cough.
After half a pack, he felt the stench of smoke clinging to him, almost disgusting himself. But then he
thought, maybe it wasn''t just the smell of smoke he detested. Perhaps there was something else,
but what? He couldn''t pinpoint it.
Rubbing his temples, he stared nkly at the ceiling until the cigarette burned down to his fingers
and he flicked it away.
This was all Abner''s doing, the Miller family’s just deserts. And Carol? Well, she was Abner''s
daughter, after all.