Chapter 362
Tiffany wiped the tears on her face and was back to her usual elegant composure. She walked to the office door and knocked on it.
Oliver looked at her back and awkwardly retrieved his hand.
Right, he was merely an assistant. What rights did he have to comfort her?
Inside the office, Julian heard the knocking and instantly kept the pill.
“Come in.”
Tiffany pushed open the door and went in, the sadness on her face was no longer seen as it was replaced by a faint smile. “Hello, Julian. Haven’t seen you for a while. I brought you some cakes.”
Tiffany then walked to his table and placed down a container filled with exquisite cakes made by a well-known chef with limited numbers daily. She went through all the trouble to get them.
Julian looked at the cakes with a deadpan expression as he commented, “Why did you come out? I think you should come out less these days-too many reporters.”
“I miss you, and I want to tell you that,” uttered Tiffany as she walked over to him and sat on his lap. She hooked her arms around his neck and continued, “I feel so tired and sick. Why don’t we stop plotting against Charmine? How about we get married, have a few kids, and live a simple life? I’ll give you all of my assets and shares from the Jordan family. I’ll always support you and be a good wife.”
Tiffany’s voice was soft and gentle.
Despite that, Julian found it rather insulting.
Tiffany wanted to give all of her assets and shares? What use was her pitiful portion of the Jordans’ shares?
Julian places his hands on her waist. “Tiffany, you don’t understand. Why the hurry? We’ll wait until you get at least fifty percent of the shares.”
Did he just say 50 percent of the shares?
She would have to get Charmine and her parents’ shares! How could she do that with her reputation?
Julian was just finding an excuse to delay things!
Tiffany wore a pitiful look and gazed into his eyes longingly. “Julian, I don’t want anything… I
feel so tired. I only want to be with you now. Let’s stop plotting against the Jordan family and Charmine, alright?”
Noticing Tiffany was acting out of character, Julian pushed her away and ruffled her hair. “Oh, Tiffany, I need to take care of some matters here. Why don’t you go home first? We’ll discuss it more when you feel better.” 1
Tiffany pursed her lips but eventually stood up after a moment of silence. She stopped before the door and asked, “Julian, do you still love me?”
Love her?
Love?
Julian’s hand that held a document halted. It took him a while before he replied, “Tiffany, don’t you remember that I promised you to never let you down?”
He would give her anything other than marriage: money, reputation, or even his body.
With that, he would not let her down.
Tiffany smiled. “Alright, I understand now. Sorry for being childish. Enjoy your work, I’ll visit you next time.”
Her voice was gentle and the smile on her face was innocent and cheerful, but the moment she left Mile-End Corporation and got into the car, her eyes turned cold and dark.
Julian wanted to marry Charmine! Julian wanted to stay married to Charmine forever!
Was Julian getting rid of her since she was not useful anymore?
It was bad enough that the Jordan family treated her coldly, but did Julian have to? What was all that for?
Just because she was not born a Jordan? Just because she faked her identity?
No… No way!
Tiffany held on tight to the recording device in her bag. It was shaped like a lipstick, seemingly mundane and nothing strange while it was a high-tech recording device.
She had recorded her entire conversation with Julian at the office. ‘You’ll regret it, Julian. You’ll regret it all!’
Warning My Mommy is A Savage! Chapter 362 by Seeking A Peaceful
Warning My Mommy is A Savage! Chapter 362 by Seeking A Peaceful
Chapter 362
Tiffany wiped the tears on her face and was back to her usual elegant composure. She walked to the office door and knocked on it.
Oliver looked at her back and awkwardly retrieved his hand.
Right, he was merely an assistant. What rights did he have to comfort her?
Inside the office, Julian heard the knocking and instantly kept the pill.
“Come in.”
Tiffany pushed open the door and went in, the sadness on her face was no longer seen as it was replaced by a faint smile. “Hello, Julian. Haven’t seen you for a while. I brought you some cakes.”
Tiffany then walked to his table and placed down a container filled with exquisite cakes made by a well-known chef with limited numbers daily. She went through all the trouble to get them.
Julian looked at the cakes with a deadpan expression as he commented, “Why did you come out? I think you should come out less these days-too many reporters.”
“I miss you, and I want to tell you that,” uttered Tiffany as she walked over to him and sat on his lap. She hooked her arms around his neck and continued, “I feel so tired and sick. Why don’t we stop plotting against Charmine? How about we get married, have a few kids, and live a simple life? I’ll give you all of my assets and shares from the Jordan family. I’ll always support you and be a good wife.”
Tiffany’s voice was soft and gentle.
Despite that, Julian found it rather insulting.
Tiffany wanted to give all of her assets and shares? What use was her pitiful portion of the Jordans’ shares?
Julian places his hands on her waist. “Tiffany, you don’t understand. Why the hurry? We’ll wait until you get at least fifty percent of the shares.”
Did he just say 50 percent of the shares?
She would have to get Charmine and her parents’ shares! How could she do that with her reputation?
Julian was just finding an excuse to delay things!
Tiffany wore a pitiful look and gazed into his eyes longingly. “Julian, I don’t want anything… I
feel so tired. I only want to be with you now. Let’s stop plotting against the Jordan family and Charmine, alright?”
Noticing Tiffany was acting out of character, Julian pushed her away and ruffled her hair. “Oh, Tiffany, I need to take care of some matters here. Why don’t you go home first? We’ll discuss it more when you feel better.” 1
Tiffany pursed her lips but eventually stood up after a moment of silence. She stopped before the door and asked, “Julian, do you still love me?”
Love her?
Love?
Julian’s hand that held a document halted. It took him a while before he replied, “Tiffany, don’t you remember that I promised you to never let you down?”
He would give her anything other than marriage: money, reputation, or even his body.
With that, he would not let her down.
Tiffany smiled. “Alright, I understand now. Sorry for being childish. Enjoy your work, I’ll visit you next time.”
Her voice was gentle and the smile on her face was innocent and cheerful, but the moment she left Mile-End Corporation and got into the car, her eyes turned cold and dark.
Julian wanted to marry Charmine! Julian wanted to stay married to Charmine forever!
Was Julian getting rid of her since she was not useful anymore?
It was bad enough that the Jordan family treated her coldly, but did Julian have to? What was all that for?
Just because she was not born a Jordan? Just because she faked her identity?
No… No way!
Tiffany held on tight to the recording device in her bag. It was shaped like a lipstick, seemingly mundane and nothing strange while it was a high-tech recording device.
She had recorded her entire conversation with Julian at the office. ‘You’ll regret it, Julian. You’ll regret it all!’
