Chapter 112 Like An Outsider
Chapter 112 Like An Outsider
He seemed affectionate, but only Julian Quinn knew that deep down, this man was cold and
indifferent. He seemed to be detached from the world, coldly watching the ups and downs of life.
No one could capture his heart.
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"Yes, so we will all face retribution." Julian Quinn let go of him and stood up, "If you insist on
keeping her in thepany, you have to promise me one thing."
"You say."
"For every day she''s in thepany, you can''t go home with her. I don''t want her to monopolize you
day and night. Last time you promised me you wouldn''t see her for three months, but you didn''t
keep your promise!"
Francis Landau pinched the bridge of his nose and leaned back in his chair, "How can you be sure
that I can do it this time?"
"Yes, how can I believe what you said that you will support me for a lifetime?" Julian Quinn retorted.
Julian had known for a long time that promises were just his excuse. He wasn''t the type to take
promises seriously. He just used the word "promise" as a way to do what he wanted more easily.
Francis Landau raised an eyebrow, "You can choose not to believe."
Julian was choked by his words, she was at a loss for words, "Forget it, I don''t want to talk to you.
At least that let Lilian help me move my stuff shouldn''t be a problem, right?"
"You can ask her yourself. If she agrees, I naturally have no objections."
But Julian Quinn picked up the inte on the table and yfully ced it in front of him, "I want
you to tell her. You can''t even refuse such a small request, right?"
Francis Landau nced at the phone in her hand but didn''t take it, "What do you want to move?"
"Just some daily necessities. Don''t worry, how dare I let your wife do the heavy lifting!"
The word ''wife'' was almost said through gritted teeth by Julian Quinn, and it seemed to have also
struck a chord with Francis Landau, his eyes darkening.
The next second, he grabbed the phone from Julian''s hand and dialed the inte.
Lilian Rossum had picked up the documents from the trash bin and was seriously memorizing them.
No matter what Francis Landau''s intentions were for bringing her to thepany, since she was
here, she decided to do her best.
Learning something was always good, and it could add some experience to her dull and boring life.
She heard the phone ring and quickly answered.
Francis Landau''s voice came from the phone, "Go help Julian Quinn move her things."
He hung up after speaking, leaving Lilian holding the phone in a daze for a long time.
After a while, Julian walked over with her high heels, swaying her hips. She patted Lilian''s table,
"Did you hear? Help me move my things."
Lilian looked at the phone in her hand. Francis Landau actually asked her to help Julian move her
things.
She pursed her lips, put down the phone, and stood up, gesturing: "What to move?"
Julian Quinn didn''t understand and didn''t want to. She casually packed her things at her desk and
ced a cardboard box on the table, "Move this."
Lilian picked up the cardboard box. The box was big and heavy, blocking her view. She had to tilt
her head to see the way.
She followed Julian Quinn to the elevator. At the same time, Francis Landau also came over with
some documents, and the three of them met face to face.
Lilian''s view was blocked by the box, and she couldn''t see him, but Julian Quinn saw him and took
the initiative to hold onto Francis Landau''s arm.
"Frank, thank you. Otherwise, I wouldn''t know how to move such a big box."
Francis Landau nced at the box in Lilian''s arms, his expression unreadable. He didn''t say
anything, just pressed the elevator button to go downstairs.
Lilian quietly stood in the corner, her fingers tightly gripping the box, like an outsider watching the
two of them show affection.
She was grateful that the box was big enough to shield her embarrassment.