A Moment in Destiny

Ernie Hughes seemed to be careless. He blinked and said in an exaggerated voice, "Really? Marley, my dear ... cousin. What do you want to do with me?"

"Sylvie, come here!" Teddie Hughes had run out and was standing in the hallway yelling.

Sylvie looked away from the computer. She saw Teddie was standing in the hallway with an angry look on his face. She had to stand up and walk over.

When Sylvie entered the conference room, she saw Marley was grabbing Ernie's collar with a gloomy face.

Sylvie was a bit stunned when she looked at Marley. She could imagine how desperately was he forced by these three persons. She sighed slightly.

"Sylvie, I just want to ask, do you keep your words on what you’ve said that day?" Teddie spoke angrily.

Marley suddenly looked at Sylvie. She shuddered as she knew that Marley didn't want her to be too nosy.

She knew what she had to say. She looked calmly at Teddie and asked steadily, "Teddie, I was just giving you a suggestion on that day. As I said, I need to ask Marley for specifics. He is the decision-maker of Hughes Group. In public, I'm only his secretary; in private, I'm just his wife. My words are just a suggestion. It's up to the president to decide exactly what the outcome will be. And today, I think you’re still indulgent and feel that what you’ve done should be the right thing. Then, what are you doing here in the company? Go ahead and gamble until someone hunt you down!"

Perhaps hearing Sylvie's words, Marley let go of Ernie and smiled coldly. He sat back on the wide chair, folded his long right leg on his left leg leisurely, and said slowly and coldly, "Teddie, did you hear that?"

Teddie’s face twisted and he snorted coldly, "Okay Sylvie, you don't keep your words!"

"Did I promise you anything?" Sylvie smiled gently. "Actually, I wanted to persuade the president to handle this matter. But today, I suddenly feel that it’s superfluous to help you. It's simply a waste of time and energy to help someone who doesn't know how to be grateful. If I have that time, I might as well donate to Project Hope to help to nurture more talents for society.

Society will get the return if I’ve helped those talented people. And helping you guys, I really can’t see what the payoff is?"

With that, she looked at Ernie. There was a hint of inquiry and scrutiny in her eyes. She didn't know if her guess was right. She looked at Ernie for a long time, and she suddenly smiled. Her smile made everyone puzzled.

"What are you laughing at?" Ernie snorted coldly.

I would like to ask, did

his head. "No,

with a

being hunted down and killed? To be honest, what I hope is that you had better be destroyed! Then, it can cause less trouble for the Hughes Group

in surprise when they heard Sylvie’s words. The cold atmosphere froze in the meeting room in

you are so cruel! What's in it for you if we're being hunted down and killed? You

was also surprised. He could not have imagined Sylvie would say

and I are lucky.

but

for so many years. You are so unfilial because he still has to toil for you as he is so old. Ernie, is there any point in living such a

Marley when he married you. Not only he can get so much

Sylvie. I clearly know whether she’s feminine or not! Even though she’s

Marley would say like that. She was shocked but she wasn’t angry with Ernie's words. She just calmly looked at Ernie and spoke again, "Ernie, why do you

guys. Sylvie, you are a vicious woman. You are indeed the granddaughter of that cunning Cassius Mccarthy!" Teddie pointed at Sylvie and

will distress him. What about you? Will your wife

statement had left Teddie

children. He had failed to fulfil his duties as a father and a husband. He only cared

clapped his hands, "Sylvie, you've learned the psychological tactics well! You've got Teddie

the compliment!" Sylvie turned her head to look at Kasper. "Congratulations, Kasper. Your son isn’t a mediocrity, so

Sylvie in dismay, "What… what do

three hundred million gambling debt is simply a scam. I'm wondering if you lost in the gambling or

a faint light, but it vanished in an instant. Then, he snorted and laughed. "Sylvie, are you a scriptwriter? The story that you’ve made up was really ups

lied to you? Sylvie, do you think I'm as scheming as you are? You need to explain this clearly! We bought chips at the casino and owed money for the bet. What? Do you think I'm blackmailing Marley? Do you think I'm not ashamed? I've lost all my face. But how can

her sight from him and looked at Ernie, "Ernie, what do