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From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

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Chapter 335 Kelvin, I'm Doing This for Your Wife and Kids "Mr. Foster, anything else?" "Just remembered something," Timothy said, staring. "Which city is she in?" Brandon smiled. "A small, insignificant one." "Don't lie. Is she using the nMolly?" Brandon's face changed.

His expression gave it away.

Timothy knew he guessed right.

"So it is her," Timothy said, "I suspected Molly might be her. What a coincidence!" "How did you know?" Brandon asked, puzzled.

"Kelvin's looking for her!" Brandon was shocked. "What?" "Her design for 'Silk Haven' caught Kelvin's eye! Her style is just like before. Kelvin wants her for Davis Group and even went to that small city last week to find her!" Brandon didn't know because Penelope hadn't mentioned it.

Timothy continued, "With Kelvin's persistence, he'll eventually trace Molly back to Penelope. The more she hides, the more suspicious he'll get!" Brandon replied, "I'll talk to her." "I'll try to persuade Kelvin to drop it." Brandon left.

Timothy stood in the living room, looking at the powder in his palm.

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He knew about Brandon and Penelope's plan, but he kept it from Kelvin. Watching him suffer all these years had been agonizing.

Kelvin was his best friend, sharing everything, but he had kept this secret.

And now he had to drug him.

"Kelvin, I have no choice," Timothy muttered, "I'm doing this for your wife, with no Senlfish meaties" "And to save your daughter." "Please understand!" That night, Timothy couldn't sleep.

He tossed and turned, trying to find a solution.

Kelvin was very shrewd.

The next morning, Timothy arrived at the office with huge dark circles.

"Mr. Foster, you look exhausted. Take care of yourself," Monica said, "You need to moderate." Timothy looked at her. "Do you think I'm just a womanizer?" "Not just me, everyone thinks that." Timothy was speechless.

He wanted to grab Monica and tell her: Your best friend was about to be found by Kelvin! Your goddaughter had leukemia and needed a bone marrow transplant! For their him! he had been racking his brains, unable to sleep, and now she mocked But he kept his cool.

"I'm a perfect gentleman. However, no woman appreciates me," Timothy replied, "Monica, one day you'll apologize for this." Monica rolled her eyes. "Yeah, right." She picked up two boiled eggs. "I was going to have these for breakfast, but you can use them." "What are you givingeggs for?" "Peel them, use them as a warm compress under your eyes, then roll them on your face to reduce swelling." Just as Timothy was about to take them, Ryan knocked on the door. "Mr. Foster, Mr. Davis wants to see you." Busy again.

Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on novi L5sfor uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! "Alright, I'll be right there," Timothy said, pulling back his hand. "I need to see Kelvin first." Monica pulled him back and pushed him into a chair. "What's the rush? How important can it be? Let him wait a bit." "It's very important! I can't explain it to you!" "I'm here every day. What important thing don't I know? Don't move!" Monica quickly peeled the eggs and leaned in.

She gently rolled the egg under Timothy's eyes.

It felt warm and comfortable.

Monica's faint fragrance lingered at Timothy's nose.

Her hair fell, lightly brushing his Adam's apple, tickling him.

Timothy suddenly felt a bit distracted.

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He swallowed and turned his head, his heart racing.

But he said, "This sudden gentleness from you is... unexpected.." "I'm always gentle." "Do you believe that yourself?" "I just can't be gentle with you," Monica said, "Alright, you look much better now. You're the company's vice president. You need to maintain your image." Timothy asked, "Is my image that bad?" "Very good," Monica nodded. "If you could improve your inner qualities, you'd be nearly perfect." She smiled and stepped back.

Timothy felt a bit empty inside.

He got up and quickly walked out. "I'm leaving. If I delay any longer, Kelvin will get angry." Even after walking far away, Timothy still felt he could smell Monica's scent.

Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on novi L5sfor O uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! "What's up, Kelvin?" Timothy's voice cbefore he arrived in the CEO's office. "You had Ryan callfirst thing in the morning." Kelvin didn't look up. "This weekend, I'm going to that small city again." Timothy's heart skipped a beat. "What? Going again so soon?" He really was persistent! "Yes, this Molly is unique," Kelvin said, "I must find her."

Timothy coughed, trying to persuade him, "Why bother? She's just a designer. You went there last tand cback with a respiratory infection. That just shows how bad the air is there! Your health comes first." "I must go." Kelvin looked up and stared at him. "You, cwith me." Timothy jumped up. "What? You wantto go with you?"

"That's right. Last time, she was already at the restaurant, but at the last moment, she didn Denter the private room and left through the back door. Don't you find that strange?" Timothy lied through his teeth, "Not really." Kelvin glanced at him. "Then, I sent people to investigate, but they couldn't find any information or photos related to her. Is that strange?" Timothy couldn't keep lying.

He sat down and spread his hands. "Then go if you want, why dragalong?" Kelvin asked, "Do you have other plans for the weekend?" "No." "Then it's settled." Timothy immediately jumped up. "The weekend is my free time. Even if you're my boss, you can't exploitlike this!" "Nyour conditions." "I don't want anything. I'm not going anyway," Timothy walked to the coffee machine.

"I'm exhausted. I need a coffee to wake up." Kelvin leaned back in his chair, fiddling with a pen in his hand.

His voice cfaintly, "Actually, I think I saw Penelope." Timothy's hand shook, almost spilling the coffee beans, not daring to respond.