Chapter 588
Angeline''s stubborn streak peaked out. "Since we can''t proceed with any discharges now, Mr.
President, how about you stay for another day-"
"Get out!" Furious, Jay''s tone shook the ground.
Angeline immediately surrendered. "Okay, okay. Don''t get angry, negative emotions are bad for
recovery. I''ll get out. I''ll get out right now."
Then, she ran out without lingering for an extra moment.
In her panic, she had forgotten to shut the door properly behind her.
Jay’s eyes sparkled.
From the door drifted in the whispered conversation between Grayson and Angeline.
"How''s the president, Missus?" Grayson asked nervously.
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"I''m not too sure. He’s angry, but that’s probably because I didn''t approve of his discharge,”
Angeline answered confusedly.
Then she added, not convinced by her own exnation, "Unless it''s menopause?"
Grayson''s lips twitched as he reminded. "The president''s at the prime of his time, Missus!
Menopause is ages away."
Reading the missus’ puzzled expression, Grayson asked carefully, "Did the president recognize
you, Missus?"
With how sharp the president’s eyes were and how deeply he loved Angeline, Grayson felt there
was no way he would not recognize her.
Had the president recognized the missus, then it would exin his rage.
Angeline leaned against the door, her heart still shaking from residual fear. "I don’t think so?’
She continued with a saddened tone, "Plus, why would he rage at me like that if he had recognized
me? Don''t people say ''distance makes the heart grow fonder’? Shouldn''t he be ted instead?"
Grayson was at a loss for words.
"The president went mad searching for you when you left without a goodbye, Missus. Not even
once did you message him or tell him you were safe. Do you know how worried about you the
president was?"
Angeline replied weakly, "It''s not like I didn’t want to message or tell him..."
Every surgery had its risks. How could she contact him when not even she herself knew if she
would return safely after such a momentous transition?
Within the room, Jay''s fists clenched tightly as he heard her reply. His eyes became more
bloodshot,
tainting even his tear ducts a bright red.
Grayson sighed. "You''re being too impulsive, Missus. You have to be more careful and straighten
out your exnation for leaving without a goodbye the next time you see the president, or his raging
mes won''t dwindle that easily.”
Angeline nodded, her expression one ofplete understanding. "Don''t worry, I''lle up with a
better exnation next time."
Grayson was speechless."..."
''Come up with’? Grayson shook his head hopelessly.
Angeline was probably the only person on earth who would dare to feed his boss with such a lie.
As there had been no progress in persuading the president to change his mind, Grayson had no
other choice but to resign himself to proceed with the discharge papers.
Worried that Jay''s return to Tourmaline Estate would put him as the target of more schemes and
conspiracies, Angeline felt uneasy at the prospect of not being by his side during such a time.
Thus, Angeline sought out the matron with a plea. " Please allow me to resume my position as a
care worker, Matron."
The matron felt befuddled at Angelina''s request. "I understand that you hid here as a care worker
due to your disfigured appearance, Missus, to hide from the
president.
"But now that you''ve recovered your appearance, Missus, I don''t understand why a stunning and
enchanting woman like you need to hide from the president at all? Why do you want to be a
care worker?"
Angeline exined in a mncholic tone, "Sigh. This boss of yours has a very peculiar taste in
women. He likes how I looked before, and he raged hell when he saw me as a beautifuldy."
Despite not fully understanding, the matron quickly processed her Care Certificate.
Receiving her Care Certificate, Angeline gave it an excited kiss.