Contract Marriage: Abusive Love with Mr.CEO-Chapter 442 - 234: He Wants Her to Come to Him 1

"Mr. Tout, where did that come from... Since we’ve already partnered, I will definitely attend tonight."

"Good, good... I’ll be awaiting your esteemed presence at the hotel."

Howard Geoffrey’s face displayed a confident smile from his business success, "Jason Wood, see Mr. Tout out."

After Jason Wood escorted Mr. Tout out, it seemed only Howard Geoffrey and Rebecca Quentin were left in the grand executive office floor.

However, Howard Geoffrey still did not spare Rebecca Quentin a glance, merely saying blandly as he walked back to his office, "Come in."

His words that entered her ears had no warmth, as if ice had penetrated her heart, causing a chill in her heart.

But since she had come here, there was no longer anything to hesitate about, so she took a deep breath, stood up, and walked towards his office.

Despite the door being open, allowing air to circulate, the air inside the office seemed to have solidified, exuding a chill.

He stood before her, looking down at her, and coldly burst out, "You seem to have forgotten what I told you."

He didn’t want to see her again!!

Rebecca Quentin’s gaze did not lift to look at him but stared straight ahead calmly, "I’ve never deliberately appeared before you, nor have I deliberately avoided meeting you, so your warning doesn’t have any real significance for me... but today I did indeed come to ’Skytop’ to find you."

"Oh?" Howard Geoffrey’s lips curled in disdain, "What matter could make someone as proud and aloof as Miss Quentin come seeking me out?"

There was a sting in every word he said, but it wasn’t that she felt nothing; she was already mentally prepared when she came.

So, at this moment, Rebecca Quentin was still able to respond calmly, "I have something I want to ask you."

"Did the upbringing you had from a young age teach you to not look at people when you speak to them?"

He stared at her intently, his eyes cold.

Rebecca Quentin lifted her eyes to look at him and said softly, "If you could speak without sarcasm and ridicule, I would be happy to look at you when I speak."

Howard Geoffrey let out a cold laugh, "With your heart so hard, is there still anything that can hurt you?"

Rebecca Quentin’s frail body trembled slightly, and she did not answer.

She didn’t answer because a bitterness rose in her throat, stopping her from speaking a word.

"Why did you stop speaking? You’ve always been sharp-tongued and able to decide decisively; are you regretting coming to see me now?"

Must he be so cruel in his words to find comfort?

Noticing Rebecca Quentin’s gradually lowered eyelashes, Howard Geoffrey no longer stared at her. He turned and walked to the office’s liquor cabinet, "State your purpose!"

Rebecca Quentin swallowed back the bitterness in her throat, and in a suppressed calm tone, said, "I want to clarify something with you."

"Speak."

Turning around, Rebecca Quentin gazed at him from a distance, her voice flowing out softly, "Was there another cause behind my daddy’s death?"

Howard Geoffrey’s hand hesitated slightly as he poured the wine into a glass, and he looked at her darkly, "Where did you hear that from?"

"Does it have something to do with old Mrs. Geoffrey?"

Howard Geoffrey’s narrow dark eyes slitted, looking at her coldly.

"Your silence confirms that it really has something to do with old Mrs. Geoffrey, doesn’t it?"

Howard Geoffrey picked up the wine glass and took a slow sip, his voice still cold, "Always so smart, yet so dull this time. Even if it involves my mother, do you think I would tell you the truth?"

"I just want to know..."

"Know what?" Howard Geoffrey cast his cold gaze sideways at her, "Know if I’m the instigator?"

The words she wanted to say were interrupted by him, and he indeed guessed her thoughts.

Rebecca Quentin fell silent.

Howard Geoffrey laughed coldly, "You’re not thinking if the instigator is my mother, then the love we shared was in vain, are you?"

Faced with his sarcasm, Rebecca Quentin tightly gripped her bag, not uttering a word.

Howard Geoffrey mocked openly, "Oh, I was mistaken... You’ve been living so well these past months, how could you still regret anything? After all, you had no hesitation abandoning love or your child!"

Every word Howard Geoffrey spoke pierced Rebecca Quentin’s heart, catching her off guard.

Even though she had been mentally prepared long ago, facing all this still proved overwhelming.

Howard Geoffrey set down the wine glass and walked up to her, looking at her now pale and dismal face, his handsome features twisted, he coldly spat out, "Is your silence because you think I’ve hurt you?"