My Past is Just Prologue (Janet and Nathaniel)
Chapter 377

Chapter 377 Let Go of Janet

Alfred was stunned for a moment and quickly came to his senses.

Isn't that Mrs. Webster's brother, Donahue?>

Alfred didn't dare to ask why, so he could only force himself to suggest, "Mr. Webster, for a sudden temporary appointment, Mr. Smedley Ainsley not have

time..."

Alfred thought, "Moreover, with the doting of Mr. Smedley on Mrs. Webster, I am afraid that he is not willing to let her see you casually."

Alfred whined in his heart and lowered his eyes guiltily.

Donahueiel raised his eyes and glanced at Alfred's face with sharp and deep

eyes.

"Go and make an appointment."

Donahueiel's tone became a little colder, and he stared fixedly at Alfred.

Alfred felt scared when he heard this. He raised his eyes to meet Donahueiel's indifferent eyes, and his heart jolted.

Alfred thought, "I'm doomed. Mr. Webster must have seen through my thoughts just now..."

A shiver ran down Alfred's spine.

But fortunately, Donahueiel didn't mean to embarrass him.

"Yes,"

Alfred didn't dare to have any more thoughts, so he agreed.

Donahuciel played with his pen hat, making a crisp sound.

"Donahue is strict and prudent at doing things, and he will never leave subject for ridicule to him and the Smedley family. Even if he doesn't see me, he will not prevent me from entering Smedley Mansion. You Alfred responded and quickly came out.

He gave the signed document to Jessie, temporized Jessie's gratitude and hurriedly contacted Smedley Group.

On the other side, Donahueiel stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the office. The tall buildings he looked over seemed to weigh heavily on his mind, making him almost breathless. Donahueiel thought, "If Donahue refuses to see me...

A little bitterness flashed into Donahueiel's eyes.

Now, it was normal for Janet and the Smedley family not to want to see him. If Donahueiel had been treated like this, he would probably have let that person disappear from America forever.

"Knock knock knock."

Alfred opened the door and stood at the door, "Mr. Webster, Smedley Group replies that Mr. Smedley has time at two o'clock in the afternoon." Get Bened

Donahueiel finally let go of his clenched hands. He raised stiff hands and straightened his clothes.

"Prepare for it and let's go."

Arriving at Smedley Group, Donahueiel was politely invited into the reception

room on the fifteenth floor by the receptionist.

"Mr. Webster, please wait a moment. Mr. Smedley is in a meeting and will be

here in a while."

The receptionist smiled properly. She said respectfully and left without looking back.

Alfred watched her go out and never come back, so he couldn't bear it.

Alfred thought, "The receptionist of Smedley Group seems polite, but why doesn't she even bring some glasses of water here?"

On the contrary, Donahueiel was very calm as if he wasn't the one being treated coldly.

He sat on the sofa, took off his suit jacket and rolled up his shirt to reveal a thin and delicate wrist bone. He got his computer and began to process work emails. Alfred was dumbfounded and pinched his arm fiercely. For the first time, he felt his boss could bear disgrace and a heavy burden, which made him scared. After more than an hour, Alfred felt very thirsty.

Alfred opened the door and went out, but the entire corridor was empty, so he had no choice but to hold back his anger. He went to the coffee room at the end Chapter 277 i at Co of lonel

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of the corridor to get two glasses of water and came back.

Back in the reception room, Donahuciel was still working indifferently.

Donahueiel was very calm. His noble temperament was not diminished by the cold shoulder. He looked at the computer screen and was completely impervious to outside influences. Alfred handed the water to Donahueiel and said in a low voice, "Mr. Webster,

drink some water first."

"No, thanks."

Alfred put the water next to Donahueiel. Alfred couldn't bear to see him like

this, so he persuaded Donahueiel, "Mr. Webster, why don't we leave? Mr. Smedley has made you wait so long. It's obviously..."

He gave Donahueiel a hint. The meaning of what he had said was very clear.

"How long have we been waiting?"

Donahueiel stopped striking the keyboard.

Alfred felt aggrieved, "It's almost two hours, and in two and a half hours, the employees of Smedley Group should get off work."

Donahueiel pursed his lips and continued to strike on the keyboard.

Seeing that he had no intention of leaving at all, Alfred could only shut up and continue working with him.

The minutes were ticking away, and the sun outside gradually went down.

In the president's office on the top floor of Smedley Group, Bryan straightened his silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, knocked on the door and entered.

"Mr. Smedley, Mr. Webster has been waiting downstairs for almost four

hours. But he brought a computer and has been working."

Donahue pulled his tie with one hand and leaned back in the chair. He turned his eyes away from the computer and glanced at the sunset outside the

window.

He raised his eyebrows. He thought Donahueiel was calmer than he imagined.

At first, he thought that Donahueiel would come to him directly and ask about Quintina's whereabouts, but

Donahueiel didn't. Later he thought that Donahueiel would get angry because of Winifred and Jill. But this time, Donahueiel actually stood by Jill's side. Now it was obvious that Donahueiel had been treated coldly, but he could still stay in the reception room.

Donahue smiled and thought it was very interesting.

"Let's go and see."

He turned off the computer slowly and got up.

Bryan respectfully followed behind him, pressed the open button of the elevator first and pressed the button of the fifteenth floor.

At the door of the reception room, Donahue knocked twice before pushing the door open and entering.

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Seeing Donahuciel sitting on the sofa with a calm expression, a cold smile

flashed into Donahue's eyes.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Webster. Something came up, so I've been delayed for a

while."

Donahue said in a flat tone and explained insincerely.

He took a seat opposite Donahueiel, with his long legs folded together, and he leaned back. There was a faint smile on his face, but it was unmistakable hostility. Donahueiel closed his computer and gave a rather perfunctory answer, "It's okay. I'm here to see Mr. Smedley not for business, and we can talk in private." Donahue's face was expressionless, "Mr. Webster, I don't think we have anything personal to talk about."

Donahueiel didn't talk nonsense. He directly found out the video and handed it to Donahue.

The video was mixed with crying and laughter, which was confusing, weird and penetrating.

Donahue finished watching with a blank expression, took a sip of the coffee from Bryan and put it down. He looked at Donahueiel with a cold gaze.

"Mr. Webster, do you want me to save your younger sister? It's impossible. I promise Jill that even if she kills Quintina, I will cope with the aftermath." "You're wrong. I am not here to ask you to let Quintina go."

Donahueiel shook his head and took back his phone.

Chapter 377 Let Go of Janet

Donahue raised his eyebrows slightly, and a look of surprise flashed into his eyes, which was fleeting.

"Quintina deserved to be punished for doing something wrong, and now she is to blame for all of this."

"It's just that Janet is going too far."

Donahue replaced his breezy demeanor with an aggressive one.

He sneered, with a little anger on his face, "Oh, so you still love your younger sister dearly and want Jill to bear it. Isn't your plan too good?"

Donahue's eyes were horrified, and Alfred felt that the temperature in the whole room suddenly dropped below zero, and the atmosphere instantly became oppressive and tense.

But Donahueiel looked as usual and saw Donahue's eyes without fear.

"Then Mr. Smedley, have you ever thought what will happen to Janet if Quintina dies? Will she live easily?"