Chapter 429
Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife
Yvonne turned her head abruptly when she heard Madelineâs words, only to see a surveillance camera.
Yvonneâs confidence deflated instantly. She looked extremely embarrassed.
Jeremyâs icy cold eyes swept over Yvonneâs face. âDonât let me see you get any closer to Vera.â
Yvonne trembled with fright. âJez, Iâ¦â
âGet lost.â
ââ¦â
Yvonne was not happy about it, but she saw the employees whispering on the side while looking at her.
She suddenly felt her cheeks heating up immensely. She glared at Madeline angrily before running off.
Jeremy walked toward Madeline, the coldness in his eyes dispersing immediately. âDid she hurt you?â
Madeline shook her head and smiled calmly. âIâm okay.â
Jeremy seemed to be more relieved after hearing this. He gently held her hand and walked to the elevator. âAre you tired after working all morning?â
âAll my fatigue went away when I saw you.â Madeline smiled with curved eyes.
Jeremy looked at her bright, smiling face, and a warm shade covered his cold face.
He even hoped that he could see this smile in front of him for a little longer.
The employees who had not yet dispersed could not help but feel surprised upon seeing this scene before them.
âIt turns out that Mr. Whitman can smile.â
âNonsense. Of course, he can. It just depends on who heâs with.â
âThis Vera actually looks almost exactly like Mr. Whitmanâs ex-wife, but why did Mr. Whitman hate Madeline so much yet pampers Vera?â
As the voices sounded, nobody could solve this puzzle.
â¦
Jeremy took Madeline to a nearby restaurant for lunch, but as soon as they sat down, he received a call.
The tone of the person on the other end of the call was a little pressing. Madeline could vaguely hear their conversation. It seemed to be work-related.
âVera, I canât accompany you for lunch anymore. Thereâs something I have to deal with immediately.â
âWork is important. You should go.â
âSee you later,â Jeremy said and left a black card before leaving.
Madeline looked at Jeremyâs figure indifferently, her lips curling up.
Compared to having lunch with him and being forced to smile, she enjoyed her time alone more.
She ordered a bottle of red wine, and as the waiter poured the wine for her thoughtfully, she looked at the burgundy liquid. Her thoughts wandered away once again.
She thought of Jeremyâs start-up password as well as the graveyard and ashes. Madeline suddenly got up, left the restaurant hurriedly without taking a bite nor a sip, and went back to Whitman Corporation.
As expected, Jeremy had left due to an emergency, so he was not in the office.
Madeline entered his office freely. As there was a surveillance camera, she walked toward Jeremyâs office desk calmly and naturally.
Madeline then pretended to accidentally knock over a glass of water. She hurriedly took some tissues to wipe the desktop, then picked up the wet laptop and walked to the side. It looked like she wanted to wipe it down, but she had just taken the laptop to a place where the surveillance camera could not see.
Madeline wasted no time to turn on the laptop and enter the password that Jackson cracked last night.
After keying in the familiar eight-digit number, the laptop easily switched on.
The password once again disoriented her for a few seconds.
Last night, she had heard Jeremyâs footsteps and immediately switched off the computer. She left the study without seeing anything. Now, she had plenty of time.
Madeline took out a USB flash drive from her bag decisively and began to copy the data.
It took about 20 minutes.