Right Here Waiting

After hearing what Zed said, Hackett sensed that he had been paying close attention to the GR Group recently. At first it was because of Samuel, but now, this was actually a daily routine for him.

Somehow, Hackett had a feeling that the appearance of Samuel and everything he did seemed to be directed against the GR Group.

What on earth was the connection between Samuel and the GR Group?

Hackett frowned tightly and said, "Don't worry about that. I know what I should do."

Looking back at him, Zed wondered, 'are you sure you know what you are doing?' Hackett was too frank and too simple. He didn't know how to conceal his true colors so that he was always bullied by others. If it weren't for him, the company's external relationship would not have maintained till now.

"Fine, I'll keep an eye on the GR Group. If there's nothing else, I'll go." said Zed.

Hackett waved his hand to say goodbye to him. After taking a glance at him with a complicated look on his face, Zed shook his head and left his office in a complicated mood.

Hackett heaved a long and turbid breath and rubbed his swollen temples wearily. With the trouble made by Zed, he didn't know how to face Samuel now.

What should he do now?

He thought anxiously

In a Chinese restaurant of the capital city.

The restaurant was running well and they needed to make an appointment for the meal in advance. Hackett arrived there early and was waiting there nervously.

When it was time for dinner, a familiar figure appeared at the door of the restaurant on time. The moment he saw it, Hackett stood up from the chair stiffly with her back tightened.

"Samuel, this way!" Hackett waved to the entrance of the gate.

It was so noisy in the dining room that Cassandra did not hear his voice. After entering the door, she began to look around. Seeing that Cassandra did not see him, he immediately walked toward her.

The restaurant was crowded with people.

Dressed in light gray casual clothes and a black cap, Cassandra h

directly.

Hackett's back was stiff. Then he told her the address, and then she started the car and drove directly to Hackett's home.

Hackett's home was in a high-end community. When they arrived, Hackett went to change his clothes. Because of the wound on his back, he only wore a bathrobe.

Cassandra was sitting on the sofa. She sent a Wechat message to Martin to inform him of her itinerary. Although there was a cause for the accident, she thought it was better to inform him first in case of sending a man home.

"We haven't eat tonight. And there are some ingredients in the fridge. What would you like to eat? I'll make it for you." Hackett said.

Raising her head, Cassandra answered, "I'm not a picky eater."

Hackett nodded his head in a panic. "Wait a minute. I'll do it."

"Do you need any help?" asked Cassandra, raising her eyebrows.

Hackett shook his head immediately and replied, "No, thanks. I can handle it myself."

Damn!

Why did his heart beat wildly again! !

In a disheveled manner, Hackett went to the kitchen. Because of his back injury, even though Cassandra felt something wrong, she did not think too much. Once again, she looked at the screen of her mobile phone.

She had sent the message for a few minutes, but why didn't he reply?

She had a bad feeling about it.

Was he angry again?