Chapter 101 A Reckoning Approaches
A furrow creased Fiorello's brow as Benjamin mused, "If she truly is a beauty, I fear she may surface one day to blackmail you. It's like a time bomb.""I am a married man now," Fiorello declared with conviction. "Even if something did happen that night, which I can't remember, I, Fiorello, have only one wife."Intrigued, Benjamin probed, "Who is this woman who has you so ensnared?"A smirk graced Fiorello's lips as he replied, "She is a goddess."Benjamin jested, "Ah, a man in love is a unique creature indeed. You're practically emitting pink bubbles."En route to his office, Fiorello had reconciled with the uncertainty of Maggie's purity. In a mere month, he had grown accustomed to her presence, accepting her past and ready to embrace their shared future.At that moment, Assistant William entered, bearing a cup of milk tea. "Mr. Flores, your takeout," he announced respectfully.Fiorello responded in a soft tone, and William placed the taro bubble tea on the table.Astonished, Benjamin queried, "Fiorello, when did you develop a taste for these youthful beverages?"Bubble tea was a novelty to Benjamin.Fiorello's voice held a touch of pride as he responded, "My wife enjoys it."His words implied that his wife's preferences were his own. Those without wives could not comprehend this joy.Benjamin was left speechless.William struggled to suppress a chuckle.Fiorello took a sip of his milk tea and asked seriously, "William, what's the current status of the Quixote family?"Regaining his composure, William replied, "George has already escorted his son to meet Mrs. Flores. Mr. Flores, would you care to join them?"What if family refused to cooperate again?"No need," Fiorello scoffed, "George knows what he's doing."With that, Fiorello rose, bubble tea in one hand, the other tucked casually into his trouser pocket, and exited the room.Benjamin was left in stunned silence. Where was the commanding CEO he was accustomed to?Did the bubble tea – or rather, the wife – render his image irrelevant?Catching up, Benjamin asked, "Fiorello, where are you headed? Fancy a round of golf?"Fiorello responded curtly, "I'm otherwise engaged.""What kind of operation is this? We're so short-staffed we rely on you for everything? Then what's the point of the rest of us?""I'm off to purchase a gift for my wife," Fiorello declared, ever the doting husband, never missing an opportunity to mention his wife.He had noticed Maggie's unease that morning and wished to comfort her with a gift."Wow, look at you, shackled and all, Mr. Impressive! Friends come second, I see." Defeated, Benjamin turned to William and said, "Fetch me a bubble tea as well, I'd like to try it."William chuckled and reminded him, "Mr. Parker, Mr. Flores is long gone."If they waited for the bubble tea, they might lose sight of him.Frustrated, Benjamin hurried to catch up with Fiorello, muttering, "Like boss, like employee. Where did he get that bubble tea? I'll buy my own."
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Meanwhile, Maggie, clutching her personal items, had just descended the stairs when she encountered the Quixote father and son, who had come to apologize.David was unable to walk, so George had his men carry him.Accompanied by the Quixote's family driver and assistant, as well as the bodyguards carrying David, the group of seven or eight made quite a spectacle.For George, time was of the essence. Every minute equated to money. A single minute's delay could cause the stock to plummet drastically.However, George's urgency was misconstrued as anger by Maggie.Seeing David being carried, Maggie assumed they had come to settle scores. She became so anxious that her toes curled in her shoes, and she froze on the spot."Dad, that's Maggie," David exclaimed. George's gaze followed his son's finger to Maggie, and he commanded his bodyguards to carry David towards her, while he himself strode purposefully in Maggie's direction.
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