Chapter 39 Her Grandmother has already Passed away.
Darwin had wired her two million bucks.
What was this for?
She couldn't even be bothered to think about it too much, worried it might make her puke.
She just chalked it up as payback for last night's work mishap.
"Hey, you good?" Harold handed Fiona a bowl of porridge.
Fiona put her phone away and nodded. "Yeah, I crashed hard and now I'm feeling pumped!"
"But you still look kinda pale," Harold said, "You gotta take those meds and supplements the doc gave you, on time."
"Yeah, yeah, I will." Fiona slowly finished the porridge.
After the doc gave her the all-clear and a bunch of reminders, she got discharged from the hospital.
Harold tagged along to help her make a statement.
While she was signing the papers, her phone buzzed with a call from an unknown number.
She hesitated for a sec.
Finally, she picked up, "Fiona, where the hell have you been?"
Fiona stayed quiet.
It was Bella.
"Ms. Robbins, something you can't figure out at work?" Fiona asked.
"Are you doing this on purpose? Today’s Darwin’s engagement to that foreign chick!" Bella snapped, "Aren't you gonna do anything?"
"I already quit," Fiona said coolly.
Bella shot back, "I don't buy that you're chill with Darwin's engagement! You threatened to break up with him if he got married, right? How can you just sit back now?"
"Ms. Robbins, your way of trying to stir the pot is pretty lame," Fiona said sarcastically, "If you're pissed, go make a scene yourself. Don't mess with my vacation."
"Fiona..."
Fiona hung up.
Harold, who was eavesdropping, frowned. "I know that voice. It's that nasty woman who stopped me at the dock last time to trash-talk you!"
"Yep." Fiona nodded. "Harold, you should head home."
"What about you? Not going back to Bay City?" Harold asked.
"I'm not going back." Fiona shook her head. "I have handed over my work there. I'm planning to visit a friend."
"I'll go with you!" Harold said quickly.
"Nope." Fiona refused. "Go back. Your folks have been looking for you. Don't make them worry."
Harold's parents had indeed been blowing up his phone. And his grandpa's health was shaky. Last night, his grandpa got admitted to the hospital again.
Harold was torn.
"Then promise me you won't ghost me and will keep me posted every day!" His face was stubborn, with a hint of pleading.
Fiona sighed. "Okay, I promise."
Harold and Fiona parted ways at the airport.
But after he left, she bailed from the airport.
Sally spotted her from a distance and rushed over. "Does your face hurt?"
"It's fine." Fiona shook her head. "Sorry to bug you to take me to Burl's place."
"Don't sweat it!" Sally's round face was full of guilt. "It's my bad forMack's escaping, and making you go through all this!"
"Enough, let's drop it," Fiona said with a wry smile, "Let's go. The sooner we get there, the better. We can have dinner at Burl's place!"
Burl's place was about 500 miles from New Port.
Fiona knew if she took a flight, Darwin would definitely track her.
So she decided to have Sally drive her.
Shortly after getting in the car, Sally turned on the radio.
Coincidentally, as soon as it was on, they heard an intro about the Atlas Group.
"Fiona, isn't the Atlas Group where you worked?" Sally asked.
Fiona nodded. "But I quit!"
Sally chimed in, "Resigned? Good for you! With your skills, you should be your own boss!"
"Yeah, I'll chill for a bit first and then figure out my next move."
"Awesome! I'll be here for you!"
Just then, the radio started talking about the Ross family.
Next up was news about a big alliance between two families. "According to reports, Darwin Solomon, president of the Atlas Group, and Hathaway Ross, daughter of the Ross family, will hold an engagement press conference at 3 PM at a hotel owned by the Atlas Group."
"Man, these rich folks treat marriage like a business deal, holding press conferences for engagements. What’s next, press conferences for pregnancies, childbirth, and divorces too?" Sally laughed, "It's so lame!"
Fiona smirked. "Maybe they're a perfect match."
"True, it's a marriage after all. Gotta stay positive!" Sally nodded.
But she got bored and switched to a music channel.
Fiona turned to look out the window.
Today was a rare beautiful day, and this road was way better than the one last night.
She had finally, completely parted ways with Darwin.
For the employees in the president's office, Darwin's engagement press conference was a big promotional event.
Henry had been so swamped all morning he hadn't even had a chance to sip some water.
Bella, on the other hand, had nothing to do.
She sat in the secretary's office, sulking.
Ever since that day on the boat when she had thrown herself at Darwin, he seemed to have forgotten about her.
He hadn't contacted her since.
Today, Bella heard Darwin was coming to the office, so she dolled up and came to wait for him.
She had overheard that Darwin had asked Henry to get property deeds for two houses for Fiona.
Why should Fiona get them and not her?
Bella didn't expect Darwin to not get married for her.
She didn't care about that.
There was still time.
Even if Darwin got married, he could still get divorced.
What mattered was the present.
She had to ask Darwin for a villa too.
At nine o'clock, Darwin finished his morning meeting and returned to his office.
Bella immediately got up and went to the door.
But Darwin called Henry into the president's office.
Bella was fuming.
She had no choice but to go back and sit down to continue waiting.
In the president's office, Darwin asked, "Have you contacted Fiona?"
"She replied to my message this morning, saying she already sent the access keys you gave her back to the company by courier," Henry replied.
Darwin frowned instinctively, and his face darkened.
Henry added, "Mr. Solomon, the press conference..."
Darwin commanded, "Don't worry about that. Go to Serene City for me."
"Serene City?" Henry knew that Fiona was from Serene City.
"Yeah." Darwin wrote down the name of a nursing home and pushed it in front of Henry. "Go there and bring an elderly woman named Aishah Woods to Bay City."
"Who is she?" Henry was puzzled.
"Fiona's grandmother." Darwin sat down and opened his computer to check a document.
Henry, who was usually efficient, stood there without moving.
Darwin frowned and looked up. "Didn't you hear what I said?"
"Mr. Solomon." Henry looked up, his expression complex and incredulous. "Don't you know?"
"Know what?" Darwin frowned tightly.
Henry's voice tightened, and his hands trembled slightly. "Ms. Woods' grandmother passed away at the end of April."
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