Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

In the end, Zaydon was chased out and Monica slammed the door shut, making an earth-shattering sound which lead to many servants craning their necks out to glimpse at the source of the sound. Zaydon felt helpless. He waved his hand at them and said, "Please continue your work. Have you never seen Miss Dormer lose her temper?" Thus, everyone left.

Zaydon called his assistant and ordered him to investigate Sebastian's recent matters.

After hanging up, Zaydon looked at his phone and shook his head helplessly.

Fortunately, he would never be lovesick like Monica, who could do such a crazy thing.

The work hours were still as usual. As Minerva was on the way to the subway after work, Maddox's car caught up with her again. As if it were a routine inspection, he explained that no parking was allowed here and that she should get into the car.

Then he sent her to the house entrance and got off the car with her. Before Minerva could ask, he asked in an icy tone, "I dropped my tie here yesterday. Did you take it?" A tie? Minerva blinked at Maddox a few times in confusion.

She didn't seem to see anything fall after he left the night before.

"I, I don't think I saw it." Maddox stepped forward a little. "Did you not see it, or did you hide it?" Minerva was speechless.

Looking at his overbearing appearance, she felt guilty all of a sudden. Although she didn't see any of his belongings yesterday, but she didn't clean up the room either. What if the tie really fell on the floor and she didn't notice? Minerva's confidence faltered and she took a few steps back, coughed lightly and answered, "I'm not that freakish. Stop looking atlike that. Go up and look for it yourself if you really left it behind." As such, Maddox followed her upstairs. He found the necktie he left behind under the tea table. After that, Maddox tied his necktie like usual.

Minerva stood beside him and watched him tie his tie. She thought...

How did the tie get to the bottom of the tea table? No wonder she didn't see anything falling the day before.

After Maddox was done tying his necktie, he noticed from the corner of his eyes that Minerva had been staring at him closely. He pursed his lips and gazed coldly at her.

"Why are you staring at me?" Upon hearing his voice, Minerva cback to her senses. Looking into his dark eyes, she shook her head subconsciously. "No, nothing. I was just wondering..how did it get to the bottom of the tea table. It's feels strange no matter how you look at it." Hearing this, Maddox froze. An unnatural look flashed in his dark eyes. Then he lifted the end of his thin lips and sneered at her.

"What, you're suspecting that I left my necktie here?" Minerva was confused.

She swore that she had never thought about such a thing.

She just wondered how had the necktie fallen there, but she just couldn't figure it out.

However, after Maddox assumed that, she suddenly felt...that it seemed possible.

If Maddox wasn't the one who put his necktie there, it was not like the necktie could have grown legs on itself and gotten there. But... why would Maddox do that? He had no reason to do so.

Minerva was concentrating on her thoughts when she noticed that Maddox's face had darkened. She quickly added, "No, no. Perhaps I didn't see it and accidentally kicked it there last night. I didn't mean to suspect you. Don't be angry. By the way, are you hungry? I'm going to cook." The last sentence got herself out of trouble. She did not expect Maddox's cold expression to soften after listening to her statement. Then, he nodded and smiled coldly. "An apology meal?" "Then... I'll treat you to a week's worth of meal?" After that, Minerva felt that her words seemed to be too much. How could Maddox agree? Who knew that he just snorted icily and say, "You're barely sincere." Minerva was speechless once again.

At the Collins family's.

"Master Collins, will Seb cback early for dinner today? I've been here for several days, plus working overtevery day is going take a toll on his body. Can you talk to him about it?" These past few days, Jarold had been pestered by Monica to the point of having a headache.

He liked Monica and hoped that she would be able to get engaged to Sebastian and bechis hisgranddaughter-in-law. Even so, it was obvious that Sebastian did not have that kind of intention. Thus, Monica had been pestering him all the time, hoping he would be able to control Sebastian as his grandfather. If he were really able to control Sebstian, he wouldn't be having dinner here alone.

"Master Collins, is that okay?" Monica had been shaking his hand the entire time.

Jarold beca little impatient and his face becsullen as he explained, "Alright, as men, it's normal for them to be busy sometimes when working. It's just a few days of overtime. If you can persuade him, you can do whatever you want. If not, then there's nothing I can do even if I'm his grandfather." Monica initially thought that Jarold loved her very much, but she didn't expect him to pull a long face. Only then did she cto her senses.

No matter what, Jarold was still the founder of Collins Corporation, and was an influential figure. Her recent actions were simply out of line.

Thinking of this, Monica quickly let go of his hand and sat weakly to one side, lowering her head to apologize.

"I'm sorry, Master Collins. I must've been too worried over the past few days, and that's why... I kept pestering you about these things. I promise I won't do it in the future.

Master Collins, please don't be angry." Seeing Monica apologising with a pitiful look, Jarold's anger diminished a little. He sighed. "Sebastian is my grandson. Although I haven't spent much twith him, but I understand him well. It's a good thing that he pays attention to his career. And what he said yesterday was right, that he's already an adult and he can decide these things by himself. Furthermore, although we, the Collins family did mention verbally to the Dormer family regarding your engagement, I'll find a suitable tto discuss the engagement with your grandfather. But...you young people should still be responsible for your relationship, like the way you get along with each other. If he's still reluctant to pay you any attention, then I can't follow him all day and have him heed my commands, right?" Monica lowered her posture and nodded her head in agreement.

"You're right. I have been wrong these days. I won't do this again in the future, I'll listen to your advice and fight for it myself." "Well, take your grandfather out for dinner tomorrow and we shall talk about the engagement formally." Hearing this, Monica raised her head in pleasant surprise. "Master Collins, is it really... possible? Sebastian, he..." Jarold snorted coldly. "I may not have any authority over other matters, but marriage is something I must be in charge of."