Divorce Anxiety
Chapter 385

Chapter 385 An Ambush “There's no progress,” Samuel replied truthfully. Calvin threw his son a lookof utterdisdain. “You might've inherited my looks, but it looks like your EQ is not as good as mine.”Samuel said curtly, “Should I record the first half of your sentence and send it to Mom?” “Don't youdare!” Calvin huffed and glared at Samuel.

“You're the one having problems with your marriage, and you're trying to make me suffer withyou?" “No.

I want you to live happily.” Calvin found Samuel's words insincere. “You should check on Kate.

It's a rare opportunity for you to meet her.

Don't miss it,” the former urged. Truth was, he could not bear to see his son's long face. Thankfully,Samuel took his advice and left. Calvinsnorted quietly while watching him leave. Meanwhile,Kathleen and Tyson arrived at the underground warehouse. Sure enough, many things were storedthere. “Mrs.

Macari, these tables and chairs are extras from Macari Group's renovation a few months ago.” Tysonwas used to addressing Kathleen that way, which took her by surprise. Noticing the lookon her face,Tyson grew flustered and covered his mouth.

“Ms.

Johnson, I'm so sorry.

I'm too used to it.”

Kathleen studied him in silence.

“Do you refer to me as that when you're talking to the others?” Tyson smiled sheepishly.

“I'll change it." “Has Samuel ever corrected you?” Kathleen asked in puzzlement. “Of course not.Mr.

Macari told us he'll never let anyone take over your position.

He makes us acknowledge you as the only female boss.

In fact, he'll execute anyone who dares to pull strings for other women.” Kathleen found the newsamusing.

"Does he see himself as a king? Execute? Seriously?” Tyson scratched his head in confusion.

“In a way, this is Mr.

Macari's territory.”

Kathleen's eyes glinted.

“Indeed, it's his territory.” “What are you two talking about?” Samuel elegantly sauntered over.“Nothing.” Kathleen shook her head. “Mr.

Macari, I'll get someone to help Ms.

Johnson carry these things.” Tyson took his cue to leave. Gesturing to the checklist in her hand,Kathleen said, “I've made a rough calculation.

These things aren't cheap, Samuel.

I think it's best that I pay you back.” “It's fine,” Samuel said coolly.

“I won't accept it even if you pay me, so don't bother.” Kathleen pursed her rosy lips.

“But the total of all these is more expensive than the rent.

I'll feel guilty for not paying.” Samuel said in a heavy tone, “Kathleen, you have to understand this—wehave children together.

This is something that'll keep us indebted to each other forever.

Besides, no one uses these when they're kept here.

You'll be doing me a huge favor clearing my warehouse by taking and using them.” Kathleen wasspeechless. I've neverheard of anyone using this method to clear their warehouse. “Let me treat youto dinner, then.” Kathleen still felt bad about it. “Okay,” Samuel agreed instantly. Seeing his reaction,Kathleen asked, “Don't you have any social events at night?” Samuel shook his head

“I never attend them.” More precisely, he rarely attended one ever since Kathleen faked her death.Of course, hisattendance for the recent ones when she returned was an exception. After all, heattended them because of her. If not for her, he would not be the slightest bit interested in going."What if there's a social event you must go to?” Kathleen asked curiously. “The Macari family hasanother mascot,” explained Samuel. “A mascot?” Kathleen asked

"Who's that?” “My father,” answered Samuel. Calvin? It was at that moment Kathleen finallyremembered Calvin was the chairman of Macari Group. Well he's truly the mascot of the company.Smiling faintly, she said, “The role of the mascot suits him.” Her smile made Samuel lift the cornersof his thin lips.

"He'll represent me for the events, so I basically don't have to do anything.” Kathleen nodded inunderstanding. “Since it's a thank-you meal, what would you like to eat?"she asked. Samuel'sobsidian eyes looked even darker.

“You can decide.”

“All right.” Kathleen frowned.

"Why is Tyson not coming back? Why don't we head upstairs? This underground warehouse is alittle chilly.” Samuel removed his coat anddraped it over her.

He wrapped his slender and elegant fingers around hers and led her to the elevator. They had totake the elevator to go up. Kathleen could not help but blush atSamuel's actions. The man was talland built.

As he stood in front of her, he emanated a calm and mysterious aura, which made one feel fearfulyet relieved atthe same time. Gusts of wind blew at them. Kathleen instinctively tightened her griparound Samuel's hand, nervously looking around the area. Feeling her grip tighten, Samuel loweredhis gaze and smiled subtly. She's still so cowardly. Suddenly, a series of hurried footstepsapproached them. When Kathleen turned around to look in the direction of the sound, she saw adark shadow charging at them with a steel blade. Samuel pushed Kathleen away and used hismassive hand to grab the ambusher's hand.

With that, the two of them launched into a fight. The moment Kathleen regained her balance, shehurriedly fumbledthrough the suit pocket. As expected, Samuel's phone was in it. She took out thephone and turned on the screen, only to discover it required a password to unlock. Kathleen triedher birth date, which unexpectedly worked. Casting a nervous glance at Samuel, she hurriedly dialedTyson's number. “Tyson, hurry down here.

We're in danger!” she urged.

"Mrs.

Macari, we're at the elevator, but it's broken,” Tyson explained.

“The door to the third underground floor is locked from the inside.” “Break the door! Hurry!"Kathleen urgedonce more. “Got it! We're going there now!” With that, Kathleen put down the phoneand looked at Samuel. Their ambusher was a man. His figure was about the same as Samuel's.

On top of that, the man seemed to be more powerful than Samuel. If it was not for Samuel's poorhealth, that man would not stand a chance againsthim. Though Samuel seemed to be having atough time, it was not an easy fight for his opponent either. “Kate, run!” he shouted. Kathleensnapped out of her thoughts and realized the man was charging at her with the blade in his hands,staring at her with a murderous gaze. Is this man trying to kill me? Samuel grabbed the man'sshoulder from behind.

In response, the latter turned around and slashed his blade in front of Samuel. Thankfully, Samuelturned awayjust in time and successfully avoided the blade. Spotting Samuel's arm that was on hisshoulder, the opponent brought down his blade on Samuel's wrist. Samuel looked at Kathleengrimly.

“Run! Quickly!”

Kathleen gritted her teeth.

“No!”

If I run, he'll be facing the ambusher alone.

No way.

I can't do that! To their surprise, the man sneered, “No one’s getting away!” With that, he turned toface Samuel and swung his blade at the latter. Samuel frownedat the sight. Meanwhile, Kathleenhad been thinking of ways to help Samuel. Sadly, she could not replace an appropriate tool to assisther.

There was no way she could go into the fight just like that.

Not only would she be of no help to Samuel, but she could also get injured. “Who sentyou?“Kathleen questioned the man.

"What's your motive? Spit it out.

Why are you doing this?” Samuel grabbed the man’s arms with hostility written all over his face.“She's talking to you, man.

Why aren't you answering?” The man hissed, “Don't you dare think of distracting me to buy time!”With that, he suddenly exerted more force and slashed theblade at Samuel.