Meghan glanced at the empty room and sighed meaningfully. “I just think that people can’t be trapped in the past and should move on.”
Arman hesitated to speak and finally nodded. “Yes, we should create something new instead of always remembering the old.”
Sean agreed, “It's been a long time since the three of us have traveled together. The day after tomorrow I'm leaving to record a variety show. Meghan, can you come with me too? Shirley is here too, I think there's a misunderstanding between you two, it's better to resolve it as soon as possible.”
Hearing that, Meghan frowned.
She did not even know what show Sean was going to record. If it were not for what happened that day, Sean probably would not have mentioned the variety show to her.
Seeing that Meghan did not say anything, Arman and Sean thought she agreed and smiled at each other.
“Oh, by the way, Meghan, why did not you go to work today?” Arman frowned, somewhat confused.
In his impression, Meghan is a real workaholic who puts her career first. That day was a working day, so why would she stay at home?
Hearing Arman’s question, Sean could not help but look at Meghan in surprise.
Meghan just said calmly, “I'm not feeling well. I won’t go today.”
Hearing that, a trace of concern welled up in Sean's eyes. Just as he was about to speak, Arman's mobile phone suddenly rang.
Shirley's sweet voice mixed with the sound of electricity came, with a bit of helplessness. “Arman, I have a stomachache. Can you come and accompany me?”
Arman suddenly became nervous. “What's wrong? Did you catch a cold or eat something bad? Wait, I'll be there soon.”
After hanging up the phone, Arman grabbed his coat and went out, followed closely by Sean.
Meghan was the only one left in the villa.
She was left alone by Arman and Sean again, but she was not upset at all, as she had long been used to it.
After throwing away the last bag of garbage, Meghan drove to the company.
Seeing Meghan, Raphael Franco, the General Assistant who was originally working in her office, immediately stood up in fear.
All work handovers were completed over the phone. Meghan had not shown up since the day before yesterday.
Meghan, who never disturbed employees' rest in the middle of the night, called him all night for the first time to arrange follow-up work.
Raphael felt a little unsure, as if something big had happened, but he did not dare to ask.
As if seeing through what Raphael was thinking, Meghan spoke calmly, “I'm going back to San Francisco to get married.
“I'm too lazy to move the Rollins Group's headquarters in Las Vegas to San Francisco, so I'll leave it to you from now on.”
Raphael was surprised, agreed and then asked tentatively, “Do Mr. Mccarthy and Mr. Haynes know about that? If they ask, I...."
Meghan was silent for a while.
“I don’t know for now. When I leave, tell them the truth. Before I leave, remember to keep it a secret for me. Just say that I'm not feeling well and that you can handle the work for the time being.”
Raphael was stunned for a moment, then smiled after coming back to his senses. “I understand, Ms. Rollins.”
After a slight pause, he sighed with regret as he stated, “Mr. Haynes and Mr. Mccarthy are both outstanding people. They treat you so well and think of you in everything. I originally thought that you would choose to marry one of them and stay in Las Vegas in the future.”
Meghan curled the corners of her lips and said, “There's nothing to regret. If it's not suitable, it's better to see it clearly as soon as possible.”
After instructing Raphael on some more things, Meghan packed up her personal belongings in the office and prepared to leave.
The silence on the floor was suddenly broken by a burst of noise.
The clacking sound of high heels and quarreling voices could be heard.
“Ms. David, you can’t go up. Ms. Rollins has ordered that no one should disturb us in the morning!”
Shirley pushed the secretary away, turned around and glared at her fiercely. “Get lost! I have to see Meghan today!”
As soon as she turned her head, Shirley met Meghan's calm gaze.
In the narrow and dim corridor, their eyes met and the ferocity on Shirley's face froze instantly, replaced by an expression that looked as if he was about to cry.
