Chapter 142
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"If you want, there will be people willing to do these things for you."
A voice suddenly entered Erasmus's ears, startling her and almost dropping her phone.
Erasmus patted her chest and turned her head to look at her colleague's smiling face.
"Layla, are you trying to scare me to death?"
Layla felt a little embarrassed and angry, "I called you several times but you were so focused on the live broadcast that you didn't notice me."
"Yeah, why not? If so, I'm sorry."
Erasmus also knew that every time she watched something, she would be very focused, maybe Layla called but she didn't hear.
"Hehe, it's nothing, I heard you complaining that no one said anything loving to you just now, but I don't think so."
Layla chuckled a few times.
"You shouldn't be so cryptic in front of me. If you have something to say, say it directly."
Erasmus raised her eyebrows. Recently, everyone around her had been looking at her with meaningful eyes. Sometimes she thought she had something on her face and had to look in the mirror several times.
Layla moved closer to Erasmus and whispered, 'Don't you realize that there is someone in this room paying attention to you?"
'Paying attention to me? Who is it?"Erasmus asked dreamily, there were two men and two women in this room, one was their old colleague and the other was the new department head.
The old colleague was getting married and the other was the new department head.
Thinking of this, Erasmus shook his head in surprise, impossible. That guy was always cold, always ordering her to do this and that, looking like she owed him something, how could he have feelings for her?
Layla saw her expression, knowing that she had thought of something, so she said: "Hehe, have you thought of anyone yet?"
"No, I don't know, it's late, I'm going home."
Erasmus was a little panicked as he packed his things.
"Do you feel guilty?"
Layla didn't let go of the question.
"What's there to be guilty about, stop talking nonsense, it's past ten o'clock at night, aren't you planning on going home yet?"
Erasmus changed the subject, obviously not wanting to talk about what had just happened.
Layla had known Erasmus for more than a year and understood her personality, so she didn't dare to ask anymore. She just muttered, "For you, ten o'clock is still early."
Erasmus pretended not to hear anything, she picked up her bag and ran out of the office. Thinking that she had gotten rid of Layla, she breathed a sigh of relief, but when she got to the elevator, she bumped into someone, her new department head, Luke.
"Oh, department head, aren't you home yet?"
Erasmus asked hesitantly. She thought he had already gone home, so why did he go home, and why did he go home at this hour?
"I went to buy some late-night snacks. Are you going home?"
Luke frowned and asked.
Only then did she notice that Luke was holding several bags of food in his hands. She touched her nose and said, "I've finished the work you assigned me. It's late now."
"Eat first."
Luke said indifferently.
'It's okay, I've already called a car, they said we're almost there, I have to go."
After saying that, Erasmus quickly ran into the elevator and pressed the button. Before the elevator door closed, she didn't forget to say, 'Chief, see you tomorrow."
Luke stared at the elevator door for a while, then looked at the bag of groceries he had just bought, his face darkened slightly.
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It was past eleven o'clock at night, and Daisy and Atlas just arrived home. Mr. Drkov didn't know when he had returned, he must have rested, the two of them entered very quietly, avoiding making loud noises.
Entering the room, Atlas said, 'You've worked hard tonight, go take a shower first."
Daisy didn't leave but looked at him and asked, 'When did you prepare these things? Why didn't you tell me? I was so surprised that I couldn't react."
'I originally wanted to surprise you."
Atlas said sincerely.
'I heard Winifred say you were dry before, but since when did you learn to be surprised?"
Daisy asked wordlessly.
She used to think he was the type of person who wouldn't do these cheesy things, but she didn't expect him to do things that would make others cry. Who said he was dry?
She doubted Winifred's eyes. She missed out on a great man.
Atlas said seriously to her joke: 'I just want you to be happy."He still felt that it was not enough, wanting to do more for her.
'Then I officially declare to you that you have succeeded, but I would be happier if you agreed to take a bath with me."
Daisy suddenly proposed, causing Atlas's face to turn red.
'I… That, I…"
Although the two of them had been intimate with each other many times, taking a bath together was still a bit awkward for him, he was not confident when sitting in the bathtub.
Seeing his manly appearance, she immediately smiled: 'Alright, I won't make things difficult for you anymore, I'll go take a bath first, then it's your turn."
'Okay."
Atlas said softly, feeling ashamed and guilty towards her, everything was started by her, it seemed like he had never taken the initiative with her before.
Daisy went into the bathroom and Atlas received a call from Heulwen. When he picked up the phone, he reported to him what he had found out: 'Atlas, I found out where Dalziel's remaining money came from. You wouldn't believe me if I told you."
'Where?"
Atlas asked coldly, he had to know.
'It's the Drkov mansion. There's a gang leader in the city who has been interested in Dalziel's house for a long time and has asked to buy Mr. Drkov many times but he always refuses. Dalziel knew about this so he went to see him to negotiate."
Heulwen deliberately paused and laughed twice: 'You can probably guess what the deal is about, right?"
Atlas said coldly: 'He wants to use this mansion in exchange for the remaining money, right?"
'Exactly, Dalziel and the other person discussed that when his company in France was completed, he would hand over the red book of the villa to the other person. The two of them also made a life-and-death contract. If Dalziel could not hand over the red book after completing the work, he would die." Heulwen said slowly.
Hearing this, Atlas's face darkened. Dalziel had indeed bet on the villa. For the Drkov family, this villa was extremely special. Not because it was priceless, but because the land on which the villa was built was left by the Drkov family's ancestors. Grandfather had said many times that no matter how desperate they were, they would not be able to sell the house.
He also knew that someone had come to buy the house before. If he remembered correctly, that person was Bobby, the leader of a notorious gang in the underworld.
His grandfather had firmly refused to sell the house to Bobby and did not use any tricks to force him to buy it.
Now that Dalziel had sought out that person for his benefit, he looked down on him.
"Contact me to meet that person as soon as possible."
Atlas said softly.
"Okay, I will try, but I'm not sure if he will meet you."
Heulwen said slowly.
