Lingering Passion: Mr. Sutton Wants to be Your Male Lead!-Chapter 34: He’s Injured

When Forrest Keller mentioned Stella Grant, his face was filled with embarrassment, and he didn’t respond immediately.

Silas Sutton turned his head to look at him, clearly showing some impatience, "She’s not back?"

Seeing signs of Silas Sutton getting angry, Forrest Keller quickly replied, "She’s back, Manager Grant has already returned, she’s currently at her apartment."

Silas Sutton, "Hmm."

Forrest Keller, "I’ve also sent the message you asked me to earlier, and Manager Grant has added me as a WeChat friend."

Silas Sutton, holding a cigarette and about to lean down to get into the car, heard what Forrest Keller said, turned back to look at him, "Later, change your WeChat account."

Forrest Keller was bewildered, "Huh?"

Silas Sutton got into the car, sat in the backseat, stretched his long legs, his back was full of blood and he didn’t dare to lean back, speaking in a low voice, "Give me your WeChat account, and then apply for a new one."

Forrest Keller was reluctant, but didn’t dare refuse, "Yes, sir."

A few minutes later, Forrest Keller got into the car and drove toward Silas Sutton’s villa.

After driving a while, Forrest Keller asked Silas Sutton through the rearview mirror, "President Sutton, do you need me to buy some medicine for you?"

Silas Sutton’s jaw tightened, "No need."

Having been with Silas Sutton for many years, Forrest Keller knew his temperament, afraid he’d get angry, and yet felt compelled to remind him to take care of his health, "President Sutton, I think your injury is serious, your wound should be treated, just in case..."

Just as Forrest Keller finished half of his sentence, Silas Sutton lifted his eyelids and glanced at him through the rearview mirror.

A seemingly casual glance, yet it was chilling.

Facing Silas Sutton’s warning gaze, Forrest Keller shivered, immediately shut his mouth, and focused on driving.

A few minutes later, Silas Sutton suddenly spoke, "Forrest Keller."

Forrest Keller, "Yes, President Sutton?"

Silas Sutton, "Stop at a pharmacy to buy some medicine."

Forrest Keller thought Silas Sutton finally came to his senses, and responded with a smile, "Yes, sir."

After a while, the car stopped in front of a pharmacy, and Forrest Keller got out to buy medicine.

Silas Sutton turned his head to stare at the bustling traffic outside the car window for a few seconds, then retracted his gaze, pulled out his phone, found Stella Grant’s WeChat, and sent a message: What are you doing?

There was no reply from Stella Grant.

Silas Sutton looked at the inactive chat box and smirked slightly, then sent: Stella Grant, I’m hurt.

Still no response from Stella Grant.

Silas Sutton: Is the nursing home’s proposal done? How long has it been?

With this message sent, Stella Grant replied instantly: Should I email it to you?

Silas Sutton: Good job.

A ’ding’ sounded, not from WeChat, it was an email notification.

Silas Sutton looked at the sender popping up on the screen and chuckled in frustration, exited their chat, and opened the email.

The email from Stella Grant included not only the nursing home’s proposal but also a feasibility report.

Honestly, it was well done, far exceeding his expectations.

But, that didn’t stop him from nitpicking.

Silas Sutton’s long fingers tapped the screen, switching back to their chat: There are some issues with the proposal.

Stella Grant: If it’s convenient, could you give me the contact details of the project leader, so I can discuss and amend the issues?

Silas Sutton: The project leader is me, come downstairs in half an hour, I’ll be waiting for you outside your company building.

Upon receiving Silas Sutton’s message, Stella Grant was drinking coffee.

Stella Grant looked at the coffee cup in her hand, and a phrase flashed through her mind: The coffee isn’t bitter, life is.

Half an hour later, the bitter-life Stella Grant appeared downstairs with the nursing home’s proposal and feasibility report.

Seeing Forrest Keller standing outside the car, she stepped forward, "Assistant Keller."

Forrest Keller’s face was calm, recalling the previous WeChat incident, he felt internally awkward, "Manager Grant." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Stella Grant asked, "Is President Sutton in the car?"

Forrest Keller, "Yes."

After speaking, Forrest Keller took the initiative to open the car door for Stella Grant.

Stella Grant smiled in thanks, bent and got into the car, and as soon as she sat down, she smelled a pungent scent of blood. Instinctively, she looked in Silas Sutton’s direction.

Meeting her gaze, Silas Sutton held a bag of wound treatment supplies, his thin lips curled slightly, "Manager Grant, could you help me with my wounds first, then I’ll review your proposal?"