Chapter 651
After the school holidays began, Jordyn grew bored and didn’t feel like traveling. So, the next morning, she followed Trevor to Fleming Group. 4
Most people at Fleming Group already knew that Trevor had been married and had a child. After all, Jordyn had been to the company before, and some employees had seen her.
Still, when Jordyn appeared at the company together with Trevor that morning, it inevitably stirred curiosity among the staff.
Although everyone knew Trevor was once married and had a child, in their day–to–day interactions with him, many people barely even remembered this fact. (1)
Moreover, compared to his past marriage, the relationship between Trevor and Wynn was far more widely known within the company. (1)
Noticing many people secretly glancing her way, Jordyn didn’t feel shy or bothered. She calmly lowered her head and continued swiping on her tablet.
Trevor was on a phone call. Seeing that her hair was a little messy, he reached out and smoothed it for her.
From this alone, everyone at Fleming Group could tell that their relationship was very good.
Before long, the news that “Mr. Fleming’s daughter has come to the company” spread throughout the entire building.
When Celeste, Matthias, and Kieran arrived at Fleming Group and heard the news, both Celeste and Matthias subtly slowed their steps. Kieran reacted the same.
Kieran had long known that Trevor had been married and had a daughter, but he had never actually met Trevor’s child.
Matthias tilted his head and leaned closer to Celeste’s ear. “Don’t tell me we’re going to run into her today?”
Celeste hadn’t spoken yet when Matthias continued, “If we do run into her, that’d be great. But then…”
Their relationship would be exposed.
When that happened, it would definitely shock everyone.
Just thinking about it felt thrilling.
Celeste said nothing. She didn’t know whether Trevor was aware that she would be at Fleming Group today. 6
Although during their previous two meetings, Trevor didn’t seem worried about their relationship being exposed and affecting his relationship with Wynn. 1
Did he really not care?
So, even if he had brought Jordyn to the company today, he would probably have someone keep an eye on her and make sure there was no chance for her and Jordyn to run into each other.
The others didn’t hear what Matthias was whispering, Seeing them talking quietly, they simply thought the two of them were
close.
At that moment, someone at Fleming Group also brought up the topic of Mr. Fleming’s ex–wife. D
In fact, every time employees saw Jordyn, it would spark a round of discussion about who “Mr. Fleming’s ex–wite” actually was.
“Mr. Fleming’s daughter looks a lot like him–really beautiful. It’s not hard to imagine that his ex–wife must’ve been a great beauty too.”
“Her temperament feels quite similar to Mr. Fleming’s. With so many people looking at her, she doesn’t get flustered at all. She even has a bit of a cool vibe, and she’s super cute.”
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Listening to the others talk about Jordyn, Matthias raised his brows with a smile and glanced at Celeste.
Celeste listened quietly, her expression unchanged.
Soon enough, however, the gossip died down, and everyone returned to their work.
On the other side of the company, Trevor had just finished handling some work when Jorge and his secretary arrived.
The moment Jorge entered Trevor’s office, he saw Jordyn lying on the sofa, flipping through a comic book.
He froze for a moment.
Jordyn also noticed him.
Trevor stood up and said, “Welcome, Mr. Robinson.”
Then he turned to Jordyn and said, “Jo, greet Mr. Robinson.”
Jordyn stood up properly and greeted him politely, “Mr. Robinson.”
Jorge nodded silently. “Hello.”
He withdrew his gaze and was about to speak to Trevor when he suddenly paused, then looked at Jordyn again.
For some reason, he suddenly felt that Jordyn looked somewhat familiar. 9
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
