"Thank you, Pearl," he said in a deep voice.

"Oh, you're Pearl. I often hear Emery talk about you. Are you living in Boston now? Maybe we can go shopping together some day," Wendy beside Emery exclaimed in surprise.

"Does he often talk about his ex-girlfriend that he hates to his wife?

How is it possible?"

I looked at Emery in confusion, but he didn't look at me.

Under everyone's gaze, I was about to speak, when Jason's voice came out. "Oh, Wendy, aren't you and your husband always together? Do you still have time to go out with Pearl? She is very busy now. I also want to date her out..."

"Hilarious, Jason, you're unbelievable. Miss Quinn has become a secretary in a fallen state, and you haven't given her up yet..."

A group of classmates laughed at me. I had gotten used to such words over the years.

Jason liked me. I just found out recently.

All my attention was on Emery before, and I never noticed Jason's feelings for me. I always treated him as a good friend, and even asked him for help when I needed something. Now that I thought about it, I was really a scum.

The atmosphere became awkward in an instant, and I once again became the center of attention.

"Jason is right. I am very busy now. I'm afraid I don't have time to go shopping with Mrs. Wood."

I firmly refused. I really couldn't imagine how to get along peacefully with Mrs. Wood.

Later at the party, I drank a lot of alcohol, and even forgot how I got home.

It had been seven years. I thought I had forgotten everything.

Seeing him again, I realized that I still loved him.

It was a month later when I saw Emery again.

I accompanied my boss to visit Professor Sullivan, a leading figure in the industry. Our design project needed their professional guidance.

Emery was Professor Sullivan's best student. So Professor Sullivan sent him to assist us with the project.

"Mr. Lee, I'm really looking forward to working with you."

"Me too. Mr. Wood, you are such a young and talented young man!"

The cooperation was quickly negotiated, and I didn't have a chance to speak throughout the process. I had been trying my best to hide my presence.

Until Emery asked, "Mr. Lee, is she your secretary?"

"Hmm? Pearl? Oh yes. Pearl, come over. This is Mr. Wood."

"Hello, Mr. Wood." I tried to maintain a polite smile and extended my hand.

Emery just glanced at my hand and did not shake it. He calmly said, "Mr. Lee, I won't keep you any longer. Let Miss Quinn handle this project with me..."

Nate, my boss was obviously stunned, but quickly reacted, "Okay, no problem. Mr. Wood, feel free to tell Pearl if you need anything."

I was a little confused. What did Emery mean? I didn't know.

I stared at his sharp face, trying to see something, but found nothing.

He was very good at hiding his emotions, just like before.

At that time, I thought he loved me, but in the end, it was just my one-man show.

Just returned to the company with my boss, I received a message from Emery, [Bring the materials to my office at 8 o'clock tonight.]

"Why do I have to meet him after work?"

I couldn't figure it out, and I didn't want to think about it.

Shaking my head, I replied him back, trying to suppress the palpitations in my heart.

But in the afternoon, I was still lost in my thoughts because of the message...

But when I knocked on Emery's office door, my heart calmed down instead.

"Come in," His deep and powerful voice came out.

I walked in. It was all dark in his office. I looked up to find him. The scattered lights in the night sprinkled on the person standing in front of the French window, with a unique charm, his back still so handsome.

"Where have you been all these years?"

I was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting him to ask so directly. I didn't know how to answer yet, and then I heard his deep voice again, "I just heard that your family is no longer rich. How does it feel to live a poor life for a few years?"

How could I not hear his sarcasm? You always have to pay for what you've done in this world.

He used to listen to me obediently and follow my orders.

But at this point, the situation had clearly changed.

My pride had been completely worn away in these seven years.

But for him, I was somewhat at a loss.

"Hmm... Mr. Wood, I've brought the data here. We..."

Before I could finish my words, he rushed over and grabbed my wrist harshly, saying, "Answer me! Didn't you say you would support me all the time? How come you disappeared..."