Who Cares About Him When I'm Married to the Richest Man?-Chapter 45: Cece Humbled

The Jacobs, it no longer has anything to do with her.

Jacobs Group.

Mason Jacobs slammed the document onto the ground, looking at the circle of silent executives in front of him, he asked furiously, "So, what’s the result? I want results! Prospera was cooperating with us just fine, so why did they suddenly cancel the cooperation?"

One of the executives answered cautiously, "We tried to contact President Dalton, but he kept refusing to communicate with us..."

Mason Jacobs glared coldly at the speaking executive, gritting his teeth as he asked, "So you’re telling me President Dalton would rather forfeit tens of millions in profits and pay a fifty-million penalty, just like that, the collaboration is off?"

The executive was drenched in cold sweat but dared not speak again.

Mason Jacobs looked at this group of useless people in front of him, so angry he felt dizzy, "Get out! All of you, get out!"

After the executives left, he sat in his office chair, flipped through his contacts, and personally called President Dalton.

Unexpectedly, the other party still didn’t answer.

Even his intervention was useless, indicating that there was truly no possibility for the cooperation to proceed.

But why on earth? Mason Jacobs couldn’t figure it out, and in his anger, he threw his phone onto the table.

The entire day, the atmosphere at Jacobs was very tense.

As soon as the news of the canceled cooperation spread, the company’s stock continued to fall, and with the company’s financial chain on the brink of collapse, problems appeared everywhere.

Mason Jacobs worked all day, returned home, and just as he walked into his room, he paused, frowning slightly at the bed covered with rose petals.

Cecilia Quincy, wearing a white lace dress, walked out of the bathroom. She had put great effort into her appearance today, from her clothes to makeup and hairstyle... all to leave them a beautiful memory together.

She stood at the bathroom door, cheeks slightly red, looking at Mason Jacobs, "Mason, today’s my..."

The word "birthday" hadn’t even come out before Mason Jacobs impatiently interrupted her, "Cece, I’m really tired today, no time for ceremonial play, let’s talk another day."

As he spoke, he walked towards the bathroom, took a couple of steps, and then added, "I’m going to take a shower first, use this time to clean the bed, I’m really tired, need to rest a bit, and at midnight, I have to coordinate with foreign business."

Cecilia’s tears fell aggrievedly, but she still nodded sensibly, choking out, "Okay."

She didn’t understand, why everything was fine in the morning before he left, but suddenly like this in the evening, was it... because of Elara?

When Mason Jacobs came out of the bathroom, Cecilia Quincy had already left, and he didn’t mind it, falling heavily asleep on the bed.

When Cecilia left the Jacobs’ house, her phone beeped; it was a WeChat message from Senior Warner, "Cece, are you asleep? Today is your birthday, happy birthday to you."

Following that was a transfer of 52,000, labeled as a voluntary gift.

Cecilia’s tears of grievance immediately fell; she replied with a few words, "Thank you, Senior."

Then she crouched on the roadside, covering her mouth, crying.

Zayne Warner was a senior she met while studying abroad, and besides The Jacobs in Northgarde, he was the person closest to her.

Previously, when Mason Jacobs was taken to the police station, it was she who asked Senior Warner for help. He had pursued her in the past, and after being rejected, they remained friends, and he took great care of her.

Even on her birthday, Senior Warner remembered, but Mason Jacobs didn’t, and even treated her with that attitude...

Her phone suddenly rang, she looked down to see it was Zayne Warner calling, she answered, her voice thick with tears, sounding pitiable, "Hello, Senior Warner."

Zayne Warner hurriedly asked, "Have you been crying? Cece, what’s wrong? Is someone bullying you?"

Cecilia, with a crying voice, said, "No, no one’s bullying me..."

Zayne Warner clearly did not believe her, "Where are you right now? I’ll come and get you, take you out to relax!"

Cecilia wiped her tears, "Senior, don’t trouble yourself..."

Zayne Warner, displeased, said, "How can this be trouble? I care about my little junior, what’s up? Come on, send me your location, I really can’t rest easy knowing you’re out alone late at night."

Under his persistent urging, Cecilia had no choice but to send him her location.

In less than twenty minutes, a silver-gray Porsche stopped in front of her, Zayne Warner got out, hurriedly came over, and tenderly wiped her tears with a tissue, "What happened? Your eyes are all swollen from crying, wearing so little at this hour, aren’t you cold? Quick, get in the car!"

Cecilia was embraced and got in the car.

Zayne Warner took her to a bar.

After listening to Cecilia’s woes, Zayne Warner’s face darkened, his hands clenched, "That bastard, doesn’t know how to cherish such a good girl!"

Cecilia kept her head down, silently shedding tears.

Zayne Warner had a very proper appearance; compared to Mason Jacobs, he was a bit less refined and sharp, but because his family was in politics, he gave off a very upright feeling.

This moment greatly satisfied her self-esteem, making her feel somewhat moved.

Unable to resist comparing them... The Warner Family compared to The Jacobs, it’s actually not lacking, Zayne Warner is in politics while Mason Jacobs is in business, each is impressive in their own field...

It’s just, she ultimately loves Mason Jacobs dearly, no matter how good Zayne Warner is, she can’t...

Zayne Warner considerately draped a coat over her and changed her ice-cold cocktail for a regular one, taking utmost care of her all night long.

Just then, Zayne Warner’s phone suddenly rang, seeing the caller ID, he answered respectfully, a bit excitedly, "Hello, Grandma Fitzwilliam, you finally called me, are you agreeing to my invitation?"

Not knowing what was said on the line, Zayne Warner immediately beamed with joy, "Okay, okay, I’ll head over right away!"

After hanging up, Cecilia curiously looked at him, asking, "Senior Warner, who called?"

She had seen Zayne Warner calling his grandfather, even such a high-ranking official, he wasn’t this respectful.

She was a bit curious about the person’s identity.

Zayne Warner explained, "Next week is my grandfather’s birthday banquet; I wanted to invite a distinguished guest to attend, and they hadn’t agreed until today."

He guiltily looked at Cecilia, "Cece, I can’t accompany you tonight, this person is really important, I must go now..."

Cecilia quickly said generously, "It’s alright, go ahead."

Zayne Warner felt a bit guilty, "Then I’ll call a car for you."

Cecilia smiled softly, gently saying, "No need, I’m not without hands or feet, go ahead, I’ll call one myself."

Grandma Fitzwilliam only gave Zayne Warner half an hour, so he truly had no time to delay, only giving Cecilia an apologetic smile before hastily leaving.

After he left, Cecilia’s expression dimmed, she had thought after being wronged at Mason Jacobs’ place, Zayne Warner would accompany her, unexpectedly even he left...

All this talk about love, it’s all lies.