Chapter 807 This Time It's Really Over 2
Willie gulped down a glass of water and took a deep breath.
After mentally preparing himself, he knocked on Quentin's door with his tablet in hand.
"Mr. Taft, it's Willie!"
"Come in!"
Entering the office, Willie was about to report.
Suddenly, he noticed Quentin's computer was already on, and upon listening closely, he realized it was the show featuring Grace and Mark!
Now he didn't need to say anything; Quentin had already seen it.
Willie shrank back a bit, bracing himself.
But surprisingly, Quentin hadn't lost his temper.
One minute, three minutes, five minutes...
The expected outburst didn't come. Quentin's eyes were fixed on the screen, but he didn't say a word for a long time.
Quentin's hands were resting on the desk, unusually calm.
Willie watched, not daring to make a sound, and could only wait quietly.
Ten minutes passed, and the show had already cut to commercials, but Quentin hadn't moved, as if he were frozen.
After a while, Quentin finally looked up.
His eyes were so deep that no emotion could be discerned, dark and unclear.
"What work do you need to report? Go ahead!" Quentin looked at Willie, his tone unexpectedly gentle.
"Mr. Taft." Willie hesitated, pointing to the computer in front of Quentin. "I just wanted to tell you that Ms. Morgan's partner on this entertainment show is Mark."
"But it seems you've already seen it."
Willie almost forced himself to finish speaking.
"Alright!"
Quentin nodded lightly and said, "I know. If there's nothing else, you can leave."
"Yes."
Although Quentin didn't get angry or lose his temper this time,
Willie felt the atmosphere was bad. As he left, he made sure to walk quietly, even closing the door softly.
The commercials ended, and the show resumed.
In the office, Quentin's gaze returned to the screen.
These past few days, Quentin hadn't had a good night's sleep.
Every time he closed his eyes, he would think of her back as she left.
At that time, how heartbroken and desperate must Grace have been?
That night, the light in Quentin's office stayed on all night.
The ashtray in front of him was filled with cigarette butts, and the whole office smelled of smoke.
His fingers hovered over that familiar phone number several times, but each time he tried, he pulled back.
The show went viral the night it aired.
Almost all of Instagram was discussing the show, and of course, the most controversial pair, Grace and Mark, were the most talked about.
Netizens were praising them, and also, netizens were criticizing them.
But undeniably, the show made Grace an instant sensation and boosted Mark's popularity to another level.
All night, Grace received countless messages.
Some so-called friends had cut ties with her after her scandal years ago and never contacted her again; there were also people she hadn't spoken to in years, whose names she had even forgotten.
Linda and Susan's messages were genuinely happy for her.
But scrolling through all of Facebook, there seemed to be no message from Quentin.
For some reason, as Grace looked at the many unread messages on Facebook, she suddenly felt a huge emptiness in her heart.
That empty feeling made her feel terrible.
This time, it seemed like they were really over.
In the past, Quentin would get angry and upset, but this time, when the anger and upset were gone, he must have truly become indifferent!
That night, Grace tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep.
She was very tired and very sleepy.
But the heartache felt like needles pricking her, so clear and real.
One by one, it tortured her mercilessly.
Maybe she slept too late, she woke up with dark circles under her eyes the next day.
Strangely, all the trending topics about her and Mark and the show had disappeared.
But the faster the trending topics were removed, the more excited everyone became.
So, the buzz didn't die down; instead, it skyrocketed.
In the end, it resulted in Instagram crashing.
Linda was puzzled, "Who removed those trending topics so quietly? Grace, do you think it could be..."
Before Linda could finish her sentence, Grace had already denied it, "No, you're overthinking it."
"But who else could do something like this in such a short time? Besides Mr. Taft, I can't think of anyone."
Grace shook her head. "It definitely wasn't Quentin."
Having been with Quentin for so long, Grace prided herself on understanding him to some extent.
With Quentin's personality, if he wanted to remove the trending topics, he would have done it long ago, not waited until now.
But despite what Grace said, Linda thought Quentin was the most likely.
Linda found an opportunity and called out to Susan, "Didn't you add Mr. Taft's assistant Willie as a friend? Try asking him if Mr. Taft really didn't do it."
"Okay, Linda, I'll ask now."
A few minutes later, Susan looked at Linda. "Linda, Willie said it really wasn't Mr. Taft who removed the trending topics."
Grace had just stepped out and happened to hear Susan's words.
Although she had already known it couldn't be Quentin, when the answer was confirmed, she felt extremely upset.
This result wasn't what she had always hoped for, was this?
Why did she feel so upset?
In the evening, Willie received a call from Caroline: "Hey, Willie, is Quentin in the office?"
After Quentin's last warning, Caroline was much more polite to Willie.
"Yes, Ms. Stewart. Do you need something from Mr. Taft?"
"Well, I booked a restaurant and wanted to invite Quentin to dinner, but he hasn't been answering his phone. Could you tell him for me?"
"Yes, Ms. Stewart."
Willie responded formally and then hung up.
Since watching Grace's show yesterday, Quentin had been acting strangely.
To be precise, very strange.
It was something Willie had never encountered in all his time working with Quentin.
In the past, Quentin would get angry, upset, and even take some drastic measures.
But this time, he did nothing and was unusually calm.
"Mr. Taft," A few minutes later, Willie knocked on the office door. "Ms. Stewart just invited you to dinner tonight."
"Where and what time?"
Hearing this, Willie was stunned.
He had thought Quentin would refuse without hesitation.
"Mr. Taft, do you mean you agree to have dinner with Ms. Stewart?" Willie asked boldly.
"Yes, go make the arrangements."
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