My Mute Bride

Chapter 242 Hoping to Come To a Happy Conclusion

Not long after Frankie stepped out, the originally closed office door suddenly opened a crack as he stuck his head back in and smiled meaningfully. “A bouquet of white tulips for your reservation would be a little drab, President Burton. Shall I have the florist add in a few splashes of color?”

Upon hearing that, Justin was stunned as he glared at him. “Don’t you want to keep your job?” It was noon and after putting her signature on a document, Rachel handed it to Lisa. “You can go and have lunch now.”

“What would you like, Miss Burton? I can bring you back something from the cafeteria.”

As Rachel opened her mouth to speak, her phone vibrated. Taking note of the caller ID, she told Lisa, “It’s fine; I’ll be going down for lunch as well in a bit.”

“Of course.”

The moment Lisa left, Rachel answered the call. “Hello?”

“Are you free, Miss Hudson? I am close to your workplace.”

“Is Old Mr. Burton done considering? Or does he wish to renegotiate terms with me?”

“He wanted me to give you something.”

In response, Rachel narrowed her eyes.

Close to Burton Group was a café. As it was separated from the building by only a single street, the Burton Group logo was clearly visible from the cafe’s window seats.

By the time Rachel arrived, Leon, the Burton Family butler, had been waiting on a booth seat for a while. “Have a seat, Miss Hudson.”

Upon seeing the contract-like document on the table, Rachel knew this conversation would not end quickly, so she pulled out a chair and sat down. “What did you want to give me?” she asked.

“This.” He placed a translucent plastic bag containing a USB stick on the table. “It contains the video and written evidence you wanted of Hans’ murder.”

then?” She glanced down at the black document

he slowly pushed the document folder over to her. “As long as you put your signature

expression remained impassive and unchanging despite her blunt question. Knowing that she wouldn’t be able to get anything from him, Rachel caved

tender your resignation and leave the Burton Group

answered without hesitation. “But I still have some work to hand over. Does Old Mr. Burton’s resignation deadline include the time I need to pass on

simple as making you resign. Otherwise, we wouldn’t be able to pay you the damages for breach of

Pharmaceuticals’ client resources right now, and she was pretty much in charge of the current batch of suppliers. If she didn’t hand those resources over before she

understand. Now, I can sign the document, but I must ascertain whether the video evidence you’re giving me is actually

knew you would have such a worry.” He opened the laptop next to him and pushed it up

was about to open the video file,

no need.” She lifted a pen and put her signature on the last page of

for once she was angered, she would disregard the document completely and stick by

hopes this transaction will come to a

course.” She picked up the USB stick and stood up. “We each have what we need. I have what I want and he can finally rest easy.” With that, she walked

left, Leon made a phone call. “I’ve done what you asked me to and had her

“Good.”

calligraphy script. Upon answering Leon’s call as he put down his pen, he continued, “Since you’re done, come

but there’s

“What is it?”

was not at all hesitant about signing her name and she seemed to

outcome. “She’s no longer the mute woman from five

“What’s that?”

paper on his desk. Right in the middle of it was the word he had just written—‘ruthlessness’. It was full of curves and flourishes, even looking a bit savage, as if it might leap up from

way he could permit someone so

evidence, Rachel