Chapter 42
Half an hour later, the car stopped at the gate of the Clinton family ‘s villa.
Elena immediately came up to hold Nicola Clinton ‘s hand, but he avoided it quietly.
The smile on her face froze, but she quickly adjusted it. Although she couldn’t hold Nicola Clinton ‘s hand, she still followed him closely. “why do you come back so late today?”
Several hours had passed since Nicola Clinton got off work.
He had planned to go out with Amelia Wytte this time, which made Elena Kent feel very nervous. Now seeing that the two of them came back late, she couldn’t help but think of some particularly unpleasant scenes.
But Nicola Clinton didn’t want to talk to her.
Obviously, he was not in a good mood. His face was still dark since he got off the car and entered the villa.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.
“Nicola ?”
Elena wanted to ask more, but Nicola Clinton frowned tightly.
His patience seemed to have reached its limit. He strode two steps forward to keep a distance from Elena . After saying that he had something else to do, he went upstairs directly to the study.
Elena Kent became unhappy.
She stamped her feet hard. Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of Amelia Wytte, who was silent next to her. Suddenly, she thought of something and asked .
“Where did you go with Nicola today?”
The Clinton Group had her trusted subordinates. She didn’t know everything about Nicola Clinton , but she knew the general direction.
After work, Nicola Clinton left the company with Amelia Wytte, but he didn’t go home, which made Elena restless.
Amelia Wytte said directly, “Mr. Clinton took me to meet a business partner. It’s an ordinary dinner party.”
“Normal social engagements?” All of a sudden, Elena ‘s face changed. She stared at Amelia Wytte with jealousy and resentment. She raised her voice and said in a sharp and harsh voice, “why do you have to do that?”
“It’s just a little bit of seduction. How dare she seduce Nicola to take you to a dinner party!”
Amelia Wytte was too lazy to talk to her nonsense..
She turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Elena .
She suddenly approached, stared at Amelia Wytte with her red eyes, and gnashed her teeth, “let me tell you, don’t think that you can covet Nicola just because you have some seductive means!”
“I say it again. It’s just an ordinary social engagement.”
However, Elena didn’t listen at all. She warned Amelia Wytte viciously, “I advise you again. You’d better leave the Clinton family by yourself and don’t have any idea about Nicola . You don’t deserve him no matter what your identity is!”
As she spoke, her eyes suddenly turned cold. “If I know you play these tricks again, don’t blame me for being rude to you!”
Amelia Wytte thought to herself, ‘you are always rude to me.’
She raised her right hand and forcefully broke away the fingers that were put on her left wrist by Elena . “If possible, I don’t want to attend these messy social activities.”
What’s more, what happened today was more a humiliation to her than a social engagement.
She sighed, “you have time to watch me 24 hours a day. If you have nothing else to do, You’d better persuade Nicola Clinton more, which may be more effective.”
She put down Elena ‘s hand, turned around and left .
“Amelia Wytte!”
Elena Kent ‘s face changed and quickly chased after her, but Amelia Wytte was faster than her. In the blink of an eye, she had entered the room and slammed the door.
Without stopping the car, Elena ‘s nose hit the door hard and her eyes turned red.
“Bitch!” She rubbed her red nose, stamped her feet and cursed .
Unfortunately, the sound insulation effect of the Clinton family ‘s room was too good. After entering the room in Amelia Wytte, she began to do her own things, not caring about what was happening outside.
After scolding for a while without getting any response, Elena could only stamp her feet and leave.
She was about to go back to her room, but when she passed by the kitchen, she saw the chef at home cooking soup.
The fragrance was so strong that it floated out slowly.
She paused, turned a corner and walked into the kitchen.
There were a lot of documents in the study. Nicola Clinton had just finished dealing with a few important ones when there was a quick knock on the door outside.
Then, Elena ‘s voice came out, “Nicola , are you free now? I’ve made some soup for you.”
Her tone was full of undisguised concern and shyness.
He frowned and felt a little irritable, but he tried hard to restrain his expression. He looked up at the outside and said, “come in.”
Elena immediately opened the door and came in with a cup of nutritious soup in her hand.
Nicola Clinton didn’t like the smell very much. As Elena approached step by step, he frowned more and more tightly, but his expression could be restrained a little.
Elena put the chicken soup in front of Nicola Clinton ‘s desk, leaned over and looked at the document on the top, but she really couldn’t understand.
But she didn’t care. She blinked her eyes and asked in a particularly gentle tone, “Why are you still dealing with business at this time? Haven’t you finished your work yet?”
“I specially went to the kitchen and asked them to make some soup for you. It’s good for your health to drink before sleep. How about you have a taste first?”
Nicola Clinton looked up at Elena and found that she had changed her clothes.
The color and style of the clothes were similar to the one in Amelia Wytte today.
Nicola Clinton ‘s eyes were somewhat empty, and his thoughts gradually drifted away. He returned to the situation in the Hilton Hotel in the afternoon.
The more he thought about it, the more he frowned.
However, Elena , who was standing next to him, was still chattering. She was concerned and flattered, but her words were particularly harsh in his ears.
“Have a taste. It won’t taste good when it gets cold.” Elena picked up the chicken soup and approached Nicola Clinton with a smile.
Seeing the bowl with chicken soup was pushed in front of him, he waved it away impatiently.
The whole bowl of chicken soup was almost spilled out because of her excessive movement.
Stunned, Elena looked at him in surprise, “Nicola …”
“You don’t have to prepare these things for me anymore.” He glanced at the bowl next to him. The golden chicken soup was still steaming, and his eyebrows were knitted more and more tightly. “I don’t like these things. Well, you can go out first.”