Destined to Love You

Chapter 112 Mrs. Hopkins

Being one of three families, the Hopkins family was not like the Millers, which had fallen on hard times.

The Millers was now nothing more than an empty shell, which was actually outwardly strong but

inwardly weak.

With generations in business, the Hopkins family's properties were unimaginably large, omnipresent,

and well established, and there was hardly an industry they weren't involved in.

However, the Hopkins family wasn't as flamboyant as the Millers. The Hopkins family seldom made an

appearance in public, but when it was mentioned, everyone was afraid.

As a property of the Hopkins family, the staff at the HT Television certainly didn't dare to slack off.

Tobias and Echo came out of the office in a hurry and just walked to the elevator.

As soon as the elevator opened, they saw a woman in a long black dress standing inside.

Tobias didn't even dare to look up, and his face turned pale.

"Mrs. Hopkins."

He was usually spontaneous, but now he bowed respectfully.

Echo, who had only heard of Mrs. Hopkins, looked up at her quietly.

Two bodyguards stood on either side of the elevator. Mrs. Hopkins was dressed in black, with black

lace gloves on her hands and the veil of her black cap covering half of her face.

As soon as she appeared, it was as if all around her had instantly gone quiet.

Mrs. Hopkins was not yet forty years old, but she was no less imposing than the other members of the

extended families.

She looked up slightly as the elevator doors opened.

Two bodyguards stepped forward to block either side of the elevator doors before she stepped out.

Tobias stepped forward in a hurry. "Mrs. Hopkins."

Mrs. Hopkins nodded slightly and headed inside.

Entering the office, Tobias told her, fearfully, what had happened to Echo.

Mrs. Hopkins folded her hands in her lap and listened quietly. Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

When Tobias had finished, she nodded slightly.

"You'll just have to deal with these things."

She said indifferently, as if she didn't come here because of this.

When she finished, Mrs. Hopkins looked up and her eyes fell on Echo.

"Mr. Echo, I have something I want to ask you."

Tobias shuddered at her words.

"Mrs. Hopkins, this really is a misunderstanding."

Echo looked up immediately as well. He didn't expect Mrs. Hopkins, who was superior and mighty, to

know him.

Tobias was more than anxious. He'd thought Mrs. Hopkins was going to point fingers of blame at Echo

as soon as she took office.

He panicked and tried to explain. But Mrs. Hopkins turned to him with a smile. She was elegant and

self-assured.

"That's not the reason. I needed a little privacy."

As soon as she said that, the two bodyguards stepped forward. They took Tobias out and closed the

door.

Outside the door.

Tobias was as anxious as a cat on a hot tin roof. He wanted to lean over the door to hear what they

were saying inside.

But as soon as he saw the two bodyguards standing in the doorway, he could only stop angrily outside.

He was both worried and frightened.

Mrs. Hopkins had only just inherited the Hopkins family. Why was she coming to see Echo so soon?

Even if Echo did get into a scandal, she wouldn't even have to come over here in person.

What kind of person was Mrs. Hopkins?

Why would she care about a star?

It couldn't be that she had a crush on Echo, could it?

Mrs. Hopkins was now under forty and had never married.

If she really had a crush on Echo, then Echo wouldn't have to worry about his future career. But...

Tobias looked at the office door and could not wait to rush in now.

Mrs. Hopkins and Echo were the only two people left in the room.

The room was terribly quiet.

Mrs. Hopkins, who was in front of him, was a big shot that he would never have met even if he had

more money.

The old Hopkins family, which had been passed down from the late Qing dynasty, was truly aristocratic.

During the war years, the Hopkins family donated all their wealth to the Red Capitalists.

After the war ended, it quietly retired.

Such a status was not just something that money can build up.

Of the three families, the Millers rose to prominence and grew rapidly, but now it had fallen on hard

times.

The Hopkins family was deep-pocketed, unpredictable, incalculable, and very low-profile.

And the last family...

"Mr. Echo."

As he was thinking, Mrs. Hopkins spoke indifferently and interrupted Echo's thoughts.

He hurriedly looked up, but he didn't dare look her in the eye.

"Mrs. Hopkins, what did you want to ask me?"

Mrs. Hopkins nodded slightly. Her eyes were gentle, but her demeanor was impressive.

"I hear you used to live in an orphanage for a while?"

Echo nodded in confusion.

Mrs. Hopkins smiled faintly and said slowly, "So was the place you once lived called Sunshine

Orphanage?"

The next day, Angelia followed Jonathan to the company.

The M.I Group's exclusive building, which was very modern and irregular, stood in a busy part of the

city center.

Because of her previous affair with Echo, a lot of people recognized her when Angelia went in.

As soon as they saw her, they all stared in shock.

The entire group knew that Jonathan had a bad temper. He would scold them for the slightest

negligence at work.

Originally, when they saw that gossip, they thought that Angelia was dead.

What man could stand this kind of thing?

Not to mention Jonathan, who had a hot temper and seek revenge for the smallest grievance.

But while everyone was waiting for Angelia to be fired, Jonathan brought her to work the next day.

Angelia was wearing a black suit that Jonathan had sent someone to buy for her yesterday

He wanted skirts below the knee. The steward had searched many stores before he finally found a few

sets, and then he bought them all.

Her curly hair was combed into a bun and coiled behind her head. She wore no makeup and kept

looking around curiously.

Jonathan took two steps, but stopped when he realized she had been following him like a minion.

"Walk next to me."

He reached out and pulled Angelia over. "Don't get lost."

Truman, on the other side, pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and pretended not to see.

The company was not big. How could she get lost?

Jonathan, however, acted as if he hadn't even noticed how unusual his actions were, and reached up

to tuck Angelia's hanging hair behind her head.

Truman didn't look at them, but he could have sworn he clearly feel people’s shock around him.

Compared to the expressions on the faces of the employees who looked like they had swallowed a few

flies alive, as a good and perfect special assistant, he chose to automatically filter what he shouldn't

hear.

Mr. Jonathan was so cheeky, so he had to become cheeky too and keep up with Jonathan.

Angelia was no match for either of them and ducked embarrassedly.

"Let's get out of here."

Jonathan unhurriedly hooked her collar and took a look at the hickey on Angelia's neck, and then his

lips curled up slightly.

Truman, not surprisingly, heard another gasp of shock.

This time, even he couldn't help but steal a sidelong glance at them.

The elevator door was closed again, which finally kept the weird stares of those people out.