Chapter 132 Trash Talk
“Thank you,” Victoria said, her confidence restored after picking up on Jackson’s hint. She left cheerfully
After seeing Victoria off, Jackson headed to Easton’s office before dealing with her request.
“Mr. Hudson, 1 should he began, only to be met with a cold, sharp glance from Easton
“Whatever Victoria asked you to do, no matter the cost, just get it done, Easton instructed, massaging his slightly swellen temples. Anything involving her that can be solved with money doesn’t need to be reported to me
Victoria’s requests, invariably solvable with money, leh Easton increasingly irritable, he was already in a foul mood. The dimming sunlight outside his window reminded him that evening was approaching, which only added to his annoyance
These past two days at the Azure Estate, alter he had ordered the servants to dispose of Ellis’s belongings, the bedroom felt large and empty, as unfamiliar as uncharted territory, making him severely uncomfortable.
Plagued by insomnia for two nights, he wondered if he’d manage any sleep tonight. The thought made him want to do
othing, see no one, hear nothing, and just be alone in the silence
Jackson felt the intense displeasure radiating from Easton and instinctively stepped bark, lowering his head. “Yes, Mr.
Hudson
He left the office quickly. Once the door was closer, Jackson puzzled over the situation. Victoria had just visited; shouldn’t he be happy! Why did it seem like he was on the verge of exploding
Unable to determine the reason, Jackson inll his subordinates to stop anyone else from disturbing Kavion, Given his current mood, anyone who went in there would be unlucky, and it could even backfire on him
Hack in his solitary space, Easton tried to force himself to focus on work. He opened a business proposal that his staff had just submitted, but he couldn’t even process a single punctuation mark.
As he set the proposal asale, his gaze maintentionally fell on the wedding ring on his right hand’s ring finger, causing his brows to furrow. Hoce lome had it been since Ellis had asked for a divorcet it by am I will wearing this ring?
Moreover, he had always thought the ring was ugly and had never wanted to wear it, but Ellis had thrown several lits until he relented, wearing it as a symbol of marriage, declaring her claim over him to the world.
“It’s hideous” Noticing it now, he swiftly took it off and threw it into the trash can.
Despite working late until 11 PM the previous day, Jackson arrived at the office early the next morning, fresh as ever. But as soon as he stepped through the company’s main entrance, he sensed something unusual–a peculiar vibe. Observing his. colleagues, he noticed an air of unease among
As Easton’s assistant, Jackson’s observational skills were sharper than most. He quickly pulled aside a colleague and asked, “What happened?”
The colleague scratched his head, bewildered. Jackson, you arrived just in time. Apparently, Mr. Hudson came in carly today. and blew up at someone.”
Jackson’s eyes widened. “Why?”
“Someone went into Mr. Hudson’s office and took something of his The colleague shivered, probably out of fear of being suspected of theft. Hearing this, a chill ran down Jackson’s spine.
Easton’s office was on the top floor, shared with other executive office staff, and as their head, it would reflect poorly on Jackson if his subordinates were involved or if he had failed to properly vet who accessed the floor.
In a rush, Jackson dashed to the top floor and called a quick meeting with his team.
“What time did Mr. Hudson arrive at the office? What’s missing? What does security say? Have they started looking for suspects?”
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beforehand, nor had security given him a heads–up. He only found out after arriving at the office. Thelen, all of them!
Facing their supervisor’s questions, his subordinates exchanged uneasy glances.
After a moment, the person closest to Jackson spoke up. Jackson, Mr. Hudson arrived around six. He didn’t say what was missing, just that the cleaning department is frantically searching for yesterday’s discarded trash”
Being on the same floor as Easton meant they were the most likely suspects, but Easton didn’t seem to suspect anyone of theft, he simply instructed one of them to liaise with the cleaning department to retrieve the trash from his office from yesterday
“So, what’s this about Mr. Hudson throwing a major fit? With how he was yesterday, I don’t know if he’s calmed down today. It he’s still angry, I worry about catching it again and jeopardizing my job”
“Mr. Hudson didn’t actually lose his temper, that was just a rumor
Relieved by this clarification, Jackson felt less anxious.
Sometimes, the power of rumors was just absurd–a minor issue could be blown out of proportion, making it seem like the end of the world was imminent.
