Chapter 137
He was eager to get things wrapped up so he could pop the question at her.
There was a silence on the other end of the call before he heard Le say, "Mr. Meyer, what do you
mean?"
"Le, can you stop calling me Mr. Meyer? Don''t forget, you''re not just my secretary; you''re my
girlfriend; we''re not at the office." Ethan raised his voice slightly, looking exasperated. His girlfriend
was truly a hard nut to crack, still addressing him formally after being together for so long.
"It''s just a title; why are you so hung up on it? I think Mr. Meyer suits you perfectly." Le pouted,
mutteringints. She just couldn''t figure out men. It was just a title; what''s the big deal? Calling
him "Mr. Meyer" made her feel unique; it brought her a subtle sense of happiness.
"So, after we''re married, are you still going to call me Mr. Meyer?" Ethan quirked an eyebrow.
Le paused before asking, "Are you proposing to me?"
"If you think a proposal is too cliché, we can skip that part and go straight to getting married." Ethan
joked.
"No way, you never courted me, and now you want to skip the proposal? I won''t agree."
Le didn''t hesitate to refuse. She felt hard done by. She had been made his girlfriend without
warning, and in three years, she hadn''t received a single flower. She worked with him every day,
with little time off.
The image of him on one knee proposing had already formed in her mind, and just thinking about it
made her happy.
"What are you nning to call me then?"
Le chuckled a bit, then seriously said, "Maybe I''ll still call you Mr. Meyer, or just by your first
name. But I''m not going to call you ''dear'' or anything cheesy like that."
"Le, why are you so stubborn?" Ethany down on the bed, phone in one hand, the other resting
behind his head. He looked very casual.
But then he justughed. This chick hade a long way since she started working for him. Back
then, she was always frosty and had no sense of humor.
Le rolled her eyes, feeling like he was getting annoyed with her. "I''m not yours yet; we can break
up any time. There are plenty of guys who like me; you can always find a new Mrs. Meyer."
"No going after Aaron." Ethan''s tone dropped a few notches, feeling that Aaron was a major threat.
With him around, the uncertainty was too high.
"Well, that depends on how you perform."
"Le, did you call just to piss me off?" Ethan was grinding his teeth. Where did the dull girl he first
met go? Why is she always trying to get on his nerves now?
"Alright, you''re too jealous; I''m not talking to you anymore. I think something''se up here; take
care of yourself in Aelston."
"Okay, when Ie back, we''ll get married," Ethan said with a smile.
"When are youing back?"
"In a few days." Ethan was full of smiles. He had booked a flight for tomorrow, nning to surprise
her.
After hanging up, Ethan felt sleepy and closed his eyes. But he was woken up by a loud knock on
the door. Opening it, he saw Lucas standing outside, looking grave.
"What happened?"
"Mr. Meyer, we''ve received news from A City. There''s been an ident on the Hillcrest Heights
construction site. The roof copsed, and several workers were badly injured; two even died on the
spot. It''s serious."
Ethan''s face darkened. Hillcrest Heights was a project the Meyer Group had invested in for the
second half of the year. It was aimed at developing high-end residential areas, and everything had
been going smoothly until now.
"Did anyone from the project department go over?" Ethan asked.
"We couldn''t reach the chairman, so someone reported it to Le. Le asked Ms. Young from the
project department to go with her." This was what Lucas was worried about. He had been working
with Le for a while and knew about her rtionship with Ethan as well as her health condition.
"Nonsense! How could Le go to a ce like that? When did they leave?" Ethan felt a tight grip on
his heart, leaving him almost breathless.
He initially thought Le was always wearing a poker face because that was just her personality.
Later, he found out that she had severe asthma. She couldn''t get too emotional, and this had
be a habit. So, whenever there was a business trip or a visit to a construction site, he would
have Lucas go with her.
"They left about an hour ago," Lucas said.
Ethan nced at the time; it was exactly when she had called him. So she must be almost there
now. As he spoke, he started to frantically dial Le''s number, but no one answered. Ethan turned
to Lucas, his voice trembling. "Call Ms. Young right now; tell her not to let Le go to the
construction site. No, contact everyone you can; Le must not go to the construction site." He
remembered researching asthma. Pollen and dust would affect asthma, and if there was a lot of
dust at the construction site, she wouldn''t be able to handle it.
No one answered Lucas'' call either, and Ethan was frantic.
The two of them booked a flight back home immediately. Afternding, Lucas received a call from
Ms. Young, saying the families of the workers had calmed down and there were no major issues for
now. Le had also returned home. Before he had time to think, he received another call from his
mother, saying his brother Beasley Meyer had died in a car ident. His mind was buzzing as he
rushed to the hospital. On the way, he received a call from Silvia, who was crying, saying her sister
Le had had an asthma attack and had been taken to the hospital, her life hanging in the bnce.
The two hospitals were far apart, and he was torn, not knowing which one to go to first.
"Mr. Meyer, stop dilly-dallying; your brother’s got the bigwigs with him. Go check on Le first; she''s
only got little Silvia with her," Lucas blurted out. Ethan froze for a second, then hightailed it to the
hospital where Le was. Le was still in surgery, with Silvia crouched in the corner, pale-faced
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