Chapter 3 Jeremy Is Drunk

Angela had already devised a plan.

She sold all the real estate properties and possessions Jeremy had given her during the past few years.

Once everything was settled, she would take her money back to her hometown and wait to give birth to her child.

She would never come back here again.

When she bid goodbye in the morning, she meant goodbye forever.

Blibury was Jeremy's territory. Even if she left Carson Group, he would eventually find out that she had secretly given birth to his child if she stayed.

Angela was sure the Carson family would get rid of her after taking away her child.

Therefore, she could no longer stay in the city.

Angela decided to stay in the hotel until she left for her hometown.

She didn't rest well the previous night. Therefore, she immediately went to sleep as soon as she entered her hotel room.

Angela awoke to the blaring of her phone that night.

She answered the call without looking at the caller ID. The resonant voice of a man startled her.

"Mr. Martel?" Angela asked in confusion.

Blaine was embarrassed.

After all, Jeremy had just asked her to leave in the morning and now his assistant was calling her again?

Even Blaine couldn't figure out what was going on in Jeremy's mind.

Although Jeremy was a capricious man, he had never been this way when it came to women.

But he was drunk now. His eyes were shut tight; his brows knit together as he impatiently tugged at his tie.

Blaine knew Jeremy wasn't completely drunk and that was why he was making a fuss about everything.

Just then, Jeremy heard Blaine call Angela but didn't stop him, which meant he didn't mind it.

Blaine bit the bullet and said, "Miss Wallace, Mr. Carson is drunk. Can you please come to the same place to pick him up?"

Angela immediately understood Jeremy wanted her to pick him up.

Her lips curled up into a sneer.

He had dumped her through his assistant and didn't even have the decency to do it in person. And he was acting like none of that happened?

Angela rarely lost her temper. However, she was now annoyed and determined not to see him.

She lay lazily on her bed and said, "Mr. Martel, you've called the wrong person. I have resigned. Many other skillful secretaries are available in the company. You can contact them."

With that, she hung up the phone.

Blaine flinched back when he heard the busy tone and turned to look at Jeremy.

Meantime, Jeremy opened his eyes. His deep gaze was fixed on the mobile phone.

He heard the beeping from where he was sitting.

Angela had never lost her temper ever since she joined the Carson Group.

Angela was smart and capable. She could not only always figure out what Jeremy would think in advance but also obediently did whatever he told her to do. She even cooperated with his little wicked whims in bed.

Angela was inexpressive. She reacted to everything with a straight face like a robot. Jeremy had grown used to that side of her. It was a bit surprising to see her hang up Blaine's call.

Jeremy's face darkened. "She has become bold now!"

"Shall I call someone else?" asked Blaine.

Jeremy looked at him impatiently.

Blaine immediately understood what he meant.

All the staff in the Secretary Department of Carson Group were known for their outstanding working ability and stunning looks.

Many outsiders regarded the secretary department as Jeremy's harem because of his relationship with Angela.

But the truth was Jeremy had never been with any other woman except for Angela.

Meantime, after hanging up Blaine's call, Angela thought for a while and took out her phone again.

She called another chief secretary Gwenda Boyd, who lived nearby and asked her to look after Jeremy.

Gwenda had always helped Angela over the years when she worked for the Carson Group.

Since they were colleagues, the two couldn't be good friends in private. However, Angela wouldn't mind doing her this little favor now that she was gone.

Gwenda understood what Angela meant, so she dressed in a bright costume and happily went to see Jeremy.

She was nearby and therefore arrived in a few minutes. She checked the room number Angela had given her and knocked on the door.

Blaine opened the door and was a little surprised to see her. However, Gwenda didn't look at him. Her gaze was focused solely on Jeremy.

The room was dimly lit, and Jeremy's face was barely visible. However, his angular side profile was enough to make any woman swoon.

His shirt was unbuttoned, and the tie was loose, revealing his collarbone. Jeremy looked handsome and charming in the dim light.

Gwenda gulped and walked up to Jeremy. "Mr. Carson, Miss Wallace said you were drunk and asked me to drop you home."

Jeremy's jaw tightened. He looked at her coldly. "Did Miss Wallace ask you to come here?"