Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 283

My nervous demeanor seemed to trigger jealousy in Neil Whitmore. For you, even a dog is more important than me,” he remarked.

“Dogs are humans’ best friends, I replied without lifting my head, then turned to the little dog and said, ‘Don’t you think I’m right, Neilson?”

The puppy happily barked in my arms. It seemed to really like the name.

Neil had a persistently serious expression. Every time the little dog saw him, it would hide, looking scared. His presence was so overpowering that even the fiercest of dogs would fear him.

A servant approached us, saying, “Mr. Whitmore, Ms. Finch, dinner is ready”

“Neilson, let’s go have dinner,” I said as I carried the little pup to the dining room. I had initially thought about letting it join us, but then I remembered and thought, “It is still a puppy, so it should stick to milk for now.”

I placed the puppy on a nearby chair, which happened to be Neil’s usual spot.

Neil walked over, saw his usual spot occupied, and looked even more sullen. The little pup barked at him twice. He snorted coldly and took a seat elsewhere

I ate while searching online for dog care tips. Perhaps because I was unable to have children of my own anymore, I immediately treated that little pup as

my own.

Neil received a phone call, most likely from Louis Aldridge.

I listened to their conversation. It seemed like Louis was about to start working at Whitmore Co., and it was going to be a significant position.

I recalled the conspiracy theories Stella Wallace and I had discussed. What kind of person was Louis, really? I had some reservations about him, but since I didn’t know him well, there was no need to be overly concerned.

to the company to complete the formalities, Neil concluded the call with Louis and then asked me, “Why have you

at Whitmore Co 7” Lasked

since returning home. And we need to hire new employees, so I decided

Whitmore Co., he must have been referring to the

competent, but the key reason he could enter Whitmore Co’s headquarters was

objections?” Neil asked

shaking my head while

upstairs. I finished my

take a bath that night and prepare my clothes for the next day. I

master bedroom and tried to push it open, only to find

might be working in

went to take

the bathroom, I heard Neil’s voice. He seemed a

out, looked surprised for a moment, and then said, ‘I

I replied nonchalantly, sitting at the vanity to do

8 o’clock in the evening. Whether Neil went out for entertainment or to work at the office, it was a

I didn’t seem concerned, Neil took the initiative to ask, ‘Aren’t you worried I’ll

I worry? It’s your choice,” I

have my freedom. That sounds good,” Neil said with a wry smile. I’m leaving.”

that, he left the

bedroom returned to tranquility. I looked at myself in the mirror, and I indeed looked better when I

lay down, a bold idea crossed my mind, I wanted to check Neil’s

had three chances to enter the password. As long as I didn’t

out of bed, left the bedroom, and walked quietly to the study on the third floor, then

lock blinked with a red light, the prompt tone cold and unfeeling.