Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife novel Chapter 437

Chapter 437

Madeline looked at Jeremy indifferently when she heard that. The man flipped through a stack of documents in his hand slowly without raising his head. “What’s going on?”

Ken looked at Madeline hesitantly.

Madeline understood what he meant and smiled before getting up. “You guys should talk. I’ll go back to the jewelry department.”

“Vera is my wife. There’s nothing she’s not allowed to know.” Jeremy stopped Madeline from leaving.

Ken nodded and said, “Mr. Whitman, the project in Cielo Aqua Bay with ZF is met with a bit of a hiccup.”

Jeremy took care of the work in front of him and asked slowly, “The project has not started yet, so what can happen?”

“Since it hasn’t started yet, someone snatched it away from us.”

After Ken said that, Jeremy stopped flipping through his documents.

He lifted his eyes that were as deep as the ocean. “Someone snatched it from us?”

Ken nodded. “It’s a company named Simis. They signed the contract with the relevant department of ZF yesterday.”

“Simis?” Jeremy muttered to himself quietly.

“Mr. Whitman, our company will suffer a huge loss if the collaboration stops so abruptly. The preparation we did back then would all go to waste.”

After Ken said that, the sound of knocking came from the glass door of the office.

A few heads of departments stood outside the door with grim expressions on their faces. Jeremy’s eyes darkened. His bottomless eyes had already detected some clues.

Madeline listened to all these quietly. She turned around and saw Jeremy getting up slowly. “Prepare for the meeting.” He ordered flatly. He walked in front of Madeline and smiled gently before saying, “I’m going to take care of something. You should go do your work.”

Madeline nodded. “Okay.”

She did not intend to follow him since the content of the meeting was not important to her anymore.

Madeline stood where she was as she watched Jeremy turn around.

He still looked elegant and poised. It was as if he was just facing something minor.

Madeline lifted her gaze to look at the winter scene outside the window as her eyes darkened.

‘Jeremy Whitman, your winter is coming.’