The Silent Wife

That was exactly Jolly's personality, she would do whatever was in her mind in haste. Meanwhile, Rachel would need to plan everything out in detail, such as how they were going to prepare the proposal when they reached there. She wanted to have every tiny detail

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"I've checked Gloria's tour. She'll be performing in Switzerland for three continuous days from next Friday to Sunday. They should be there at least two or three days earlier, which means she'll likely be there by Wednesday. I think we should go to Switzerland on Monday and decorate the place first."

"Don't you think it's too hasty?" Rachel was still having second thoughts. We still haven't planned anything yet."

"Even if we have a plan, things are always changing. We can just go first and discuss it on the way. It's decided then." Before they ended the meal, Jolly had already called the shots and made the decision. After sending the guests out, Jolly immediately. plopped down on the couch and started playing games.

Rachel couldn't stand looking at her like this. "You should get up and do something since you always say that you want to stay fit."

"What can I do? You can see it for yourself." Jolly didn't even lift her eyelids. "Those three men are even more attentive than the both of us. They cleaned the kitchen after eating and even took the trash out. What more is there for me to do?"

Hearing that, Rachel looked around and realized the trashcan was indeed cleaner than her face. As they were talking, a knock came from the door. "Did someone forget something?" she muttered while walking to open the door.

When she opened the door, a big bouquet of white roses dazzled in front of her eyes. Instantly, she was shocked. Just then, the face of the delivery boy in a helmet appeared from. the back of the bouquet. "Hi, is this Miss Hudson? There's a bouquet for you. Please sign here."

"I didn't order any flowers, though." "Please check whether the phone number and the house number are correct." Rachel took the delivery receipt and checked. the details on it. After making sure that they were all correct, she nodded in confusion. "It's yours, then." The delivery boy gave the bouquet of roses to Rachel. "Have a good night."

With the flowers in her arms, she stood at the door as something came to her mind all of a sudden. She was stunned for a moment, but she felt that it wasn't possible. As she thought about it while walking into the house, she could hear Jolly sitting up from the couch. "Where's this from? Who gave you that?"

Before Rachel could answer, she was cut off by the ringing of her phone. She was shocked when she saw the caller ID. Below the unit building, a black Maybach was parked on the opposite, and Julian was leaning against the car door in a beige wind coat. When he saw Rachel coming out, he quickly stood up straight. With the fall wind blowing and the street lights shining in the dark, the view was seemingly desolated.

She had just met him this morning at the opening banquet of Westhill Racecourse. When she saw him in the morning, he had a superior look which made her feel strange. But now, he looked like he was back to his old self. "Did you send me those flowers?' Rachel broke the silence. "Why are you here all of a sudden?"

Julian was stunned for a moment when he heard that, but he immediately answered her last question, "I was too busy when we met out there in the morning as I had many things to handle. The things I said might have made you uncomfortable, so I'm here to apologize." Hearing that, she calmed her tone a little. "I was too harsh on you in the morning too. I'm sorry about that. If you really admit your mistake, you should apologize to him. He'll forgive you for sure. We are friends, but he's your brother. You shouldn't be plotting against him." "I came here to apologize to you, Rachel. This has nothing to do with him." When Rachel heard that, she drew her brows together slightly. Perhaps the matter between Julian and Justin needs some time to be resolved. She couldn't say much as she was just an outsider. She was already grateful when Julian was willing to admit his mistake. They had been friends for such a long time, after all. Thus, she didn't want to be on bad terms with him more than anyone else. "I'm here to ask you for a favor, Rachel."

"If it's something that I can help with, I'll be more than happy to." "I hope you can veto if Justin proposes Robin's dismissal as the president during the Burton Group shareholders' meeting at the end of thei year."

Hearing that, Rachel froze in disbelief. Justin had given her a part of Burton Group's shares to her under Charlotte's name, so she had the right to participate in the shareholders' meeting and vote on the proposals. However, she didn't want to use this entitlement since it was still Justin's right in her eyes.

d you come all the way here for this?" She "Did y looked at the man in front of her in disbelief. "You're not here to apologize."

"I do feel sorry for you. If you're willing to, I still hope that you can be on the same side with me." As Julian said that, he reached out his hand to Rachel. However, Rachel took a step back immediately, dodging him.

Julian's hand was left hanging in the air for a few moments before he brought his hand to the side of his body. "I'm telling you the truth, and I'm serious about you too. It's just that you don't treat me the same."

"I'm serious about all of my friends." Rachel snapped her brows together. "If what you're doing is right and not some dirty trick, why would I not support you? Do you realize that you're getting carried away, Julian?"

"You're just biased against me, thinking that I can only be a feckless doctor for my whole life." "I've never thought of you that way before. Also, what's so bad about being a doctor?"

"I deserve half of the Burton Family!" Julian raised his voice all of a sudden and clenched his fists beside him. "He's hogged the Burton Group for so many years, and it should be my turn now. From the outside, it looks like he has left the Burton Group, but he still has his henchmen inside the company. What's more, he's going to drag Robin down from the president's place at any time. He's just doing. everything under the table."

"Robin is just not fit to be the Burton Group's president!" Rachel was growing anxious as well. "From the beginning, I have never quite understood something. Why must you support Robin? He's such a cunning person!"

"That's because he listens to me. No matter if he's doing it for the money or power, he'll listen to me and work under my orders as long as I have both."

At this moment, Rachel felt as though she was looking at a stranger when she stood in front of Julian. There had never been a moment like now when she felt like she didn't know this person at all. "Julian, if your happiness needs to be achieved by money and power, I guess we belong to different worlds."

Rachel took a deep breath and felt that her fingers were hurting as she clenched her fists. Saying such resolute words to a good friend whom she had known for many years was like stabbing herself with a knife. "I won't be involved in any matters related to the Burton Group, and I'll renounce my vote. You're on your own now."

This was her second time saying such words. While looking at her from behind, Julian knitted his brows gradually. All in all, he had achieved his purpose.

On the other hand, Rachel saw the bouquet of white roses on the table as soon as she entered the house. She wanted to put it into a vase in the first place, but when she recalled what Julian said, she took the bouquet of roses and put them in the corner of the balcony. "What happened?" Jolly leaned against the back of the couch with surprise written on her face when she saw Rachel, who had just come back from outside. "Why are you putting the flowers on the balcony? They'll wilt by tomorrow. I thought white roses were your favorite Who is it from?"

At this moment, Rachel had mixed emotions. 'A stranger. In her eyes, Julian was just a stranger now.