Harold studied Jessica for a short moment.
Seeing that she insisted, he nodded.
"Alright then. But I hope you'll contact me if there are any problems. You're the company’s president after all. Nothing can happen to you."
"Mm."
After putting down her signature, Jessica told the secretary to take the documents and leave with Harold.
She truly needed a proper rest.
Lynch Corporation.
Forrest stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, his gaze locked on the neverending stretch of traffic below.
The messy scenes from last time kept replaying in his mind. He felt agony and confusion as he recalled the memories.
He was in disbelief that he, who had always been calm and restrained, would be so extreme and crazy last night. He even acted like a lunatic and made Jessica bleed.
However, could he be blamed for it?
If Jessica did not lie to him, if she had kept her distance from other men, if she did not force him into marriage, he might not have become that way.
"You can leave," Forrest said to the secretary.
After the secretary left, Christian closed the door. "What happened to you? Did you not get any sleep last night?”
"What were you going to say just now?" Forrest asked.
"The perpetrator of the car accident contacted me about the accident involving a woman driving a Bentley last night. He said you left your business card and handed over the matter to me." Christian said teasingly, "I've known you for a long time. The only person whom you’ll handle an accident for is Frey a, but I recall she doesn't drive a Bentley.”
"...How's the case being handled now?" Forrest did not reply to Christian’s question.
"I don’t know a thing about the owner of the car. I'm not even sure whether the owner has insurance." Christian shrugged. "It depends on how much the repair of the Bentley costs and the company the insurance is under."
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