Mistakenly Love You To The Bones

It was obvious that he asked her to leave. No matter how reluctant Elena was, she could only swallow her anger.

“Well… Then I’ll go back first. Have a good rest.”

She raised her head and saw that Nicola Clinton was still staring at the things on the table, without even looking at them.

She was unwilling again, but she could only bear it. She stamped her feet, turned around and walked out of the study.

The door of the study was closed from the outside.

Nicola Clinton raised his head slightly.

The light yellow light covered the whole room, making the atmosphere more tranquil. Outside the window, the night was dark, without any light.

He looked away calmly and continued to deal with the piled up items.

The light in the study was on all night.

……

“Kneel down!”

As soon as she stepped into the villa, a deep rebuke was heard.

Eden Hawk paused slightly and looked straight ahead.

Richard Hawk was sitting at the top of the long table with a sullen face, while Judy Cync was standing beside him. She looked sad and looked at him from time to time, as if she wanted to say something but stopped on a second thought.

With the same expression on his face, Eden Hawk strode forward and stopped a few steps away from him. “Father.”

His voice was calm and emotionless.

However, Richard Hawk was instantly enraged. “You unfilial son, kneel down!”

“Mr. Hawk !” Judy Cync was anxious. She grabbed his hand subconsciously and shook her head, trying to ease the atmosphere between the father and son.

“It’s none of your business.” It was rare for him to show a cold face to his wife. He continued to stare at Eden Hawk with a solemn face. “I asked you to talk about the cooperation with the Clinton Group . Tell me how you talked about it!”

Just now, someone from the Clinton Group had called two times to inform them that the cooperation was completely cancelled. It was almost certain that 80% of them had no hope to cooperate again.

Although he didn’t know what was going on, it was not hard to imagine that her son must have done something to irritate the Clinton family again.

If he went deeper, he was afraid that it had something to do with the woman called Amelia Wytte.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. “Kneel down!”

Eden Hawk knelt down in silence, but his shoulder and back were still straight, like a tall pine tree. He said proudly, “we can’t cooperate.”

“What did you say?”

Although he had already known the result, the anger in his heart increased a little when he heard what Eden Hawk said in such a calm tone.

Looking at his slightly ferocious face, Eden Hawk did not hesitate at all. He calmly repeated his own words again, “I said that we can’t cooperate. It’s impossible for our Hawk family to cooperate with the Clinton family .”

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“Mr. Hawk !”

With a heavy slap, Eden Hawk turned his face to the other side, and Judy Cync screamed beside him.

There was a bright red palm print on his face, which showed that there was no trace of vigilance on his face. However, it seemed that Eden Hawk could not feel it. Just a moment later, he turned his head and stared at him without blinking.

“You bastard, do you really have no view of the overall situation?” “Do you know how hard it took me to get this opportunity to cooperate with you? You messed it up so easily?”

Eden Hawk pressed his lips and kept silent.

Looking at the tense atmosphere between the father and son, Judy Cync felt uneasy. She wanted to say something, but didn’t know how to say.

She could only keep an eye on him in case he would attack Eden Hawk again.

Fortunately, the anger in his heart had dissipated a little. He softened his tone, but his expression was still a little serious. “I’ll give you the last chance.”

“No matter what, you have to give up that woman and cooperate with the Clinton Group honestly.”

“I’m sorry.”

“What did you say?”Richard Hawk widened his eyes and couldn’t believe what he had heard.

Eden Hawk raised his head slowly and said word by word, “I’m sorry, father. I can’t.”

He couldn’t give up Amelia Wytte, nor would he give up Amelia Wytte, nor would he ask for trouble to cooperate with the Clinton Group again.

“You bastard!” Richard Hawk was so angry that he covered his chest and gasped for breath. He stepped forward to give Eden Hawk another slap.

Fortunately, Judy Cync quickly stopped him. “Mr. Hawk , calm down first.”

“Don’t stop me. Let me beat this bastard to death!”

“Mr. Hawk !” Seeing that he was about to lose control , Judy Cync could only wave her hand and call in several servants. “Hurry up and take Master downstairs. Eden Hawk , go back first. Think about it when you go back…”

There was nothing to think about.

Eden Hawk raised his head and saw his mother’s worried eyes. He felt suffocated. After a long time, he finally lowered his head, stood up silently, turned around and walked out of the villa.

The old butler walked up to him and sighed, “Master , please don’t disobey old master. He did it for your own good.”

“I know it’s for my own good.” Eden Hawk sighed slowly and looked up at the sky.

A bright moon hung high in the sky, and there was almost no star around. He looked lonely and desolate. “But I can’t leave Amelia Wytte alone. If I don’t help her, she will never be able to leave the Clinton family for the rest of her life.”

Looking at the quiet side face of Eden Hawk , the old butler shook his head and said gently, “Master , you can go back first and have a good rest. I think Mrs. will persuade old master.”

Eden Hawk had his own apartment outside the Hawk family ‘s villa, and he seldom lived in the Hawk family .

……

The next morning.

Amelia Wytte got up early in the morning. After cleaning up and walking out of the room, the chef at home prepared the breakfast.

Smelling the aroma of the breakfast, she sat in the maid’s restaurant. She picked up two steamed buns and ate them while quietly looking at the other table.

Nicola Clinton was also having his breakfast leisurely.

On the other hand, he was reading today’s capital city daily newspaper. This was a habit he had long developed. Every morning at breakfast, he would check if there was anything important happening recently.

Almost every time she finished reading the newspaper, she finished her breakfast.

When she was thinking, Nicola Clinton indeed put down the cup, folded the newspaper, and handed it to the old butler, “Uncle Ted , get the car ready and go to the company.”

It was time to go to work. Amelia Wytte swallowed the steamed buns and followed them in a hurry.