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“Yep. This billion-dollar investment will save us from it while also helping us develop,” Jamie Golding said confidently.
Morgan smiled. “Then my engagement to Winston Murr…”
“We’ll call it off right away,” Jamie said, expression now stern. “I can’t believe what a scum that boy is!”
The two had been infuriated upon hearing what Morgan had told them. Good thing the marriage wouldn’t go through now.
“I don’t blame you. That jerk hid his true self too well.” Morgan might not have realized that until after the marriage, so good thing she did. But there were still things that worried her. “They won’t try anything, right?”
If the Murrs really did something, it might still be bad news for them while they were still trying to regain their footing.
Jamie gritted his teeth. “Your mother and I will take care of that. We’re not scared of them!” Everything seemed to get easier after having money. He sighed, “We really have your friend to thank this time. If it weren’t for her…”
They wouldn’t even think twice about not letting Morgan marry into that family now that they no longer need their help for funding. They loved Morgan too much to see her with the likes of Winston.
“I know. I’ll do my best to pay her back however I can.” Morgan nodded, silently promising to do whatever it took to become someone useful to Danika Zellweger.
Meanwhile, Danika had gotten right into her scheduled surgeries after reaching the hospital, not getting a moment’s rest. When she didn’t see any text messages from Eustace afterward, she couldn’t stop the disappointment from rising in her chest.
Danika then called her boyfriend. After all, it wouldn’t do well for this relationship to be one-sided.
*Danika? Finished all your work?”
“Mhm. Have you? I thought we could grab dinner together.”
Eustace hesitated for a moment before answering, “No, I still have some things to work on here. Might have to go overtime.”
“I can send you dinner then?” Danika asked.
Eustace blinked, pleasantly surprised. Danika had never wanted to go to his workplace before. “Sure.”
“What’re you in the mood for?”
Eustace wasn’t a picky eater, so he just said he was fine with whatever Danika got him.
After hanging up, Danika went to get some takeout before heading to Quincey Group HQ.
Vincent was already waiting for her when she reached. He couldn’t exactly disobey his boss’ instructions. Mr. Quincey had been concerned the front desk would give Danika a hard time as it was her first time there.
“Miss Zellweger,” Vincent greeted. Danika nodded in greeting.
Before they headed for the elevator, however, Vincent led Danika to the front desk. “This is Miss Zellweger. From now on, let her through if she’s here to see Mr. Quincey, understand?” He had to make an effort to ensure the front desk knew Danika, lest they upset Mr. Quincey if they stopped her.
The receptionists nodded in understanding. Only then did they go into the elevator.
“Who’s that? What do you think her relationship with Mr. Quincey is?” one of the receptionists whispered to her colleagues.
“You don’t know? She’s Mr. Quincey’s ex-wife.”
“Ex-wife? What’s she still doing here, then?” To them, divorcees shouldn’t be involved with one another anymore. That’s why Danika coming to meet Eustace was strange. Still, they didn’t figure anything out in the end. Only one thing was clear: they couldn’t offend Danika Zellweger in any way.
Vincent knocked on Eustace’s office door before letting Danika go in. Eustace was reading his documents when she stepped in, seemingly not noticing her arrival.
“So handsome,” Danika sighed internally as she gazed at him. She didn’t usually see him so focused on work.
“Is she here yet?” Eustace asked. He seemed to think Danika was Vincent.
Danika stayed silent, waiting for the man to look up at her after several seconds.
When their eyes met, Eustace grinned. “Hi. How long have you been standing there?”
“Not too long. I didn’t want to interrupt your work.” Danika beamed and sat on the lounge, arranging the takeout on the coffee table.
Eustace sat beside her, documents in hand. “You wouldn’t be interrupting at all. I’m happy you’re here.”
“Really? I thought you only cared about work,” Danika teased, giving him a fork.
The two happily ate dinner, enjoying each other’s company.
“Had a busy day?” Danika asked, sneaking a peek at Eustace’s desk filled with mountains of documents. She felt bad. He always seemed so relaxed and unbothered around her, even cooking for her sometimes. Turns out he was actually really occupied at work.
Eustace nodded. “Yeah. Company’s going through a peak period.”
He didn’t tell her about what was strange with work lately. It seemed like someone was directing all the chaos hurtling at his company. But without any evidence of who it was, he had decided not to tell Danika first in case she worried.
“You really don’t need any help with the Goldings?” Eustace asked.
Danika shook her head and swiftly took out the contract she had signed earlier. “Everything’s settled.”-
Eustace read the contract, then smiled. “Not bad. I thought you were gonna give it all without taking anything in return.”
The contract stipulated clearly that Danika would get 40% of the Golding company’s shares in exchange for her billion-dollar investment. There was little to no chance Danika would be walking away losing.
“I’m not a saint.” Danika laughed through her meal. Eustace decided not to burst her bubble because only a saint would help a dying company with that much money.
After they finished eating, Danika decided not to interrupt Eustace further with his work. “I’ll go home first. Will you be working overtime tonight?”
“Looks like it. I’ll have Vincent drive you.”
Danika refused. “No, it’s okay. You need all the help you can get.” She couldn’t let Eustace lose his assistant now that he was swamped with work.
Just as Eustace was hesitating, his phone rang. He picked up and hung up within ten seconds.
“Now I really need Vincent to drive you.” When Danika frowned, Eustace explained, “I need you to get me something from my place. Vincent can give it to me when he comes back.”
“But-” She didn’t have his house keys, she wanted to say, but Eustace had already plopped them into her hand.
“Here. Keep ’em. From now on, my place is your place too.”
Danika blinked in surprise, then smiled awkwardly. “I’ll have to give you the keys to my house too, then?”
Eustace grinned. “That’s your choice to make.” He wouldn’t force her, of course.
“I should…give these back to you,” Danika suddenly said.
“Why?” Eustace immediately looked upset.
“I…haven’t thought things through yet.” She hadn’t decided whether to give her keys to Eustace or not. It felt like the next step to deepen their relationship, which meant it was a major step.
Noticing this, Eustace gently caressed her cheek. “It’s okay. Think about it first. We don’t have to rush.”
“But the keys…”
“Are yours now. That’s my decision. Okay?” He was willing to show all of himself to Danika, and it was okay if she needed time to do so.
Danika nodded. “Okay.”
“Go on back then. The documents are on my study shelf.”
When they reached Perry Residence, Vincent was about to open the car door for Danika when she stepped out herself.
“I’ll get it for you, Vincent. You can wait outside first,” she said.
Vincent shook his head. “No need. I’ll follow you upstairs and wait by the door.” He didn’t want to make Danika take two trips. Mr. Quincey would give him a hard time if he did.
Danika didn’t refuse. The two went up and swiftly reached Eustace’s condominium.
She used the keys he had given her to open the door while Vincent silently waited beside it. The walls inside were painted black, reminding her of Eustace’s design task for her. Danika reminded herself to get it done ASAP as she walked in.
The study was different from the living room. It had an oppressive air, making Danika question how Eustace could stand being in there while working.