Chapter 2 The Hatred (Part One)

After pulling up at the company's underground parking lot, the man stepped out of the car and adjusted his tie. After which, he proceeded to take the elevator to the 25th floor. As soon as he got inside the office, he carelessly threw his briefcase onto the sofa.

With a grunt, he sat down behind his desk and began to go through some documents inside his drawer.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door. "Come in," he said, not bothering to raise his head.

His secretary, Angel, came in with a pile of documents in her arms.

"Mr. Jin, this is the document sent by Mr. Yang from the Golden Coast. Please have a look."

"Just put it there on the table."

With a nod, she sorted the documents in her hands.

When she was done, she just stood there in the middle of the office, as if she was waiting for something.

Seeing that she hadn't left yet, Bertram Jin raised his head and frowned. "Is there anything else?" he asked.

Angel hesitated for a while, biting on her lower lip. "Mr. Jin, next week is Mr. Mo's golden wedding anniversary. I placed the invitation on top of the pile of documents."

"I see. I'll be there on time," he said indifferently.

"A-and... Well..." she stammered.

In fact, Angel had been secretly admiring Bertram. But there was no way she could say this out loud. She felt that Bertram had something that other men didn't have, but she didn't know what to describe this trait.

Whatever it was, she was attracted by him uncontrollably. Not only was he undeniably handsome, but he also was level-headed and had a good family background. At such a young age, he had single-handedly established the Top Media's high reputation.

Even though the company still wasn't completely his, he was the only son of the Jin family. Sooner or later, he would take over the family business.

Who wouldn't fall in love with such a perfect man? Angel had been his secretary for two years. She had thought that she could have a favorable position in the company to get close to him. Unfortunately, things didn't go according to her plan. A few days ago, Bertram suddenly got married, and his bride was the daughter of the Murong Group!

She couldn't accept such shocking news. There was no news of him ever being together with a women, and so it was truly out of the blue. Because of this, Angel couldn't help but feel sad in her heart.

But then she thought about it again and again. So what if he got married? At least she could get to be with him every day. The only problem for her was how to approach him. As long as she worked harder, she believed that he would eventually fall in love with her. Besides, she was confident enough that she looked fairly decent to catch Bertram's attention.

"What is it? I haven't got all day," Bertram pressed. It appeared as if he was in a bad mood today.

The reason why he chose Angel as his secretary was that he liked her diligence and abilities. But today, her awkward attitude made him very annoyed.

Yesterday, Bertram's grandfather asked him to take Alina back to his house, making him quite upset. Maybe it was just bad timing, but now he was getting especially impatient with the ambivalent look on his secretary's face.

"Uh... Here is the thing. Since it's a golden wedding party, Mr. Mo specially asked me to tell you that he wants you to take your wife with you!"

As she spoke, she carefully observed his reaction. From her calculations, Bertram had started to work overtime more ever since he got married. This led her to believe that maybe his marriage wasn't really that good.

If that had been the case, she would have a better change with him.

"I see," he said with a frown. "You may go out now."

"Yes, Mr. Jin!" Angel turned around and left with a smile. But as soon as she closed the door, her face fell into a frown.

'I wonder what kind of woman that Alina Murong is,' Angel though.

Shaking her head, she straightened her back and walked off in her high heels.

Later that night...

"Hey, shouldn't your marriage be something worth celebrating? Why do you look like a man who's about to die?" Charles chortled.

In truth, he was getting a bit annoyed. He was supposed to have dinner with a famous model tonight. But when Bertram called him up, Charles had no choice but to cancel his plan. Charles thought that Bertram was facing some sort of problem he wanted to share with them. However, Bertram had not said anything, and just had a glum look on his face ever since they got here.

Ignoring what Charles said, Bertram downed his drink and poured himself another glass.

Charles put his glass up to his lips and winked at his other friends, hinting them to speak.

Seeing the tired look on Bertram's face, Carlton put down his glass and sighed. "Charles is right. You asked us to come here. Did you really just want us to watch you drink?"

"Let me guess," Alvin chimed in with a playful smile. "Are you going to get a divorce right after you got married?"

Hearing this, Charles burst into laughter, spewing out some wine from his mouth. "Ha-ha!

Oh my God... I'm so sorry. Ha-ha!"

Charles said, trying to suppress his laugh.

"Don't make fun of him anymore! I can tell that Bertram has never accepted this marriage, way back from the beginning!"

said Leighton, who had been sitting quietly.

Charles scratched his nose and was unable to say anything.

Bertram continued to drink alone. The rest of them looked at each other helplessly.

"Bertram, your wife is beautiful, isn't she? Why are you still acting cold?" Charles said as he wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth.

"If I remember correctly, people hesitated to approach you at your wedding because of that cold expression!" Carlton teased.

"Doesn't Bertram always wear that expression on his face? It seems like someone owes him five million dollars!" Alvin said.

Leighton looked around, said nothing, and flashed a smile.

Bertram finally raised his head when he put down the glass. He had already drunk a lot, which confused him as to why his mind was still so clear.

Alina went to the supermarket alone. In the supermarket, she saw a variety of daily necessities, vegetables, and kitchen supplies. She felt that it was necessary for her to buy all of these things.

Although her kitchen was spotless, she would only live there temporarily because of the current situation. She would never allow herself to starve, even a little.

She came out of the supermarket carrying a lot of big bags with her. As she felt a weight of the bags, she realized that she couldn't walk back alone.

After waiting for a long time, she finally found a taxi for her to hail. Once she arrived at the villa, she quickly set the bags onto the kitchen.

Alina decided to prepare a luxurious dinner for the night. She had all the items she needed now.

There was a saying that a healthy person should eat well in the morning, have enough at noon, and less at night. But Alina had always been the complete opposite. For breakfast, she didn't eat much. But in the evening, she ate more than anyone else.