Chapter 311


    It was a few dayster when I knew Hendrix had been waiting for me downstairs. Irvin hadn''t been


    letting me leave the house because of my unstable mood.


    Speaking of which, he really knew me well. He knew my concerns, and he knew how to appease me.


    Indeed, he was busy after the holiday.


    Meanwhile, I had begun working for the Granger Group. As promised, Irvin assigned me to the Project


    Department. Since I was only on-boarded, I wasn''t quite familiar with a lot of things. So, Irvin assigned


    an assistant for me.


    Working on a project was different from other jobs. It wouldn''t be usible for me to only work from


    nine to five. Besides, I had only taken over the job. So, I usually worked untilte at night.


    Since Yohannes had been admitted to the hospital because of a stroke. Therefore, Irvin could only


    arrange for his assistant to send me back to Central Park Residence.


    I had been adapting myself to my new life as well so that he wouldn''t worry about me as much.


    Pulling up the car at the entrance of the residential area, the assistant said, "Director Reid, Mr. Granger


    asked me to pass you this, and he reminds you to eat."


    I nodded, taking the document from her hand, and got out of the car. It was only a five-minute walk


    from the main gate to get to my floor. Walking slowly, I thought about thetest project I was working


    on.


    Irvin had apany abroad, but it seemed that he wanted to expand his business locally for the time


    being. At the thought of technologypanies, I couldn''t help but remember the Fantasia Company in


    Ucrebury. The professionals of thepany excelled in the technology field.


    Since the Granger Group was a listedpany, it would be a wise choice for Granger Group to acquire


    Fantasia Company. It was easy to maintain the high quality of the products. So, the only thing Granger


    Group needed to worry about was the management of thepany if they were to acquire Fantasia


    Company.


    Deep in my thoughts, I only noticed that my phone was ringing after some time. It was a call from Ian.


    I had been calling him almost every day for


    the past few days, but I had never once got through. It was almost Monique''s due date, and I wondered


    how she was doing.


    Now that Ian had called, I quickly picked it up and asked, "Ian, where''s Monique? Has she delivered


    the baby? How are you two doing?"


    The person on the other end of the phone might have been stunned when he suddenly heard my voice.


    Ian only replied to me after a long time, "She''s fine. She has given birth to a baby girl. Where...where


    have you been? How about your baby?"


    Feeling a little suffocated at the mention of my child, I walked to a bench and sat down, trying to calm


    down. I drew a deep breath and answered, "I''m fine. Where are you, anyway? Why can''t I reach


    anyone of you? Where''s Monique? Why can''t I get through to her phone?"


    "She''s bed- resting now. She''spletely focused on the baby, so she doesn''t have time to pick up


    your call," he said. He sounded strange, but I couldn''t pinpoint exactly what was off about his voice.


    I could only ask, "Where are you now?"


    Before Ian could answer, I heard a faint cry of a baby from the other side of the phone. It stung my


    heart, and I couldn''t help but start crying.


    "\Ne are still in the country. We wille to Jarold City to see you once Monique feels better."


    I nodded my head again. I couldn''t contain the joy I felt when I finally heard from them both. At least


    Monique and her child were safe.


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    Then, we exchanged a few more words before hanging up the call. He probably was busy taking care


    of the baby.


    It was getting colder as the days transitioned from autumn to winter in Jarold City. I could feel the chill


    in my bones after sitting outside for a long time.


    I got up and continued to walk towards the building. But after only taking a few steps, my feet were


    cemented to the ground at the sight of a familiar ck Jeep with a license te I wouldn''t forget. It was


    Hendrix''s car.


    What was he doing here?


    Out of instinct, I turned around and wanted to leave.


    But I didn''t go far before he grabbed hold of me. He asked, "Arianna, how long are you nning to hide


    from me?"


    I stiffened, and I began to find it difficult to breathe, "Hendrix, I want a divorce."