As for Khalid, he went back to the company in the afternoon, and the time was late when he arrived.
Instead of heading back to his own office, he went to Marshall.
Just in time, when he saw Marshall, Marshall had just finished reviewing and approving a
file, leaning back in his chair with a tired face and kneading his brow ridge
Walking up and heaving a sigh, Khalid pulled out a chair for himself and sat down.
Marshall asked in the first place, "How's the thing going?"
Khalid pursed his lips and answered, "It's not going well. Things get complicated."
For the hostess of the Hendersons and all her relatives, nearly all of them were sick, except for
Louie. And as for the entire family of the second Hendersons' hostess, it had long been under the
control and repression of its seniors, and thus they could never handle the family's daily affairs and
support the whole Hendersons alone.
For the rest of its distant relatives, they just had done nothing practical but wrangling and messing
around.
It was nothing wrong to say that things were getting complicated.
According to Khalid, the toxicology report of the residues inside of Jakub's stomach would be come out
tomorrow,.
Maybe by then the truth of his death would be uncovered.
Once all the basic procedures of the hospital were done, what followed would be the funeral ceremony
of Jakub.
Those youngsters of the family were too unsophisticated to get everything done decently and
ceremoniously, so they seemed to have no better choice but to simply gather all the Hendersons
around to say farewell to Jakub and then bury him in a proper place.
Tomas had talked about many things neither here nor there with Khalid today — the things seemed to
have exerted a great impact on him.
In the meantime, Marshall was mentioned in his speech. He had drawn a quite beautiful image about
the things between Marshall and Louie in the future: according to him, if Marshall were to marry Louie
and reach out his helping hand to the Hendersons, Jakub would lead the whole family to even better
prosperity than he could have ever done.
Khalid knew clearly that Tomas's sayings were only a bunch of exaggeration due to the shock of
Jakub's death, so he didn't make any refutation in the face of him.
However, there was no possibility between Marshall and Louie, since Katherine already had his child.
As for Marshall, he was not going to leave Katherine behind in his attitude.
However, it seemed that Tomas had already forgotten what had actually happened out there, still
immersing himself in the imagination of his own.
It was Louie who then came in and brought him back to reality.
Talking about the things of the Hendersons, Khalid couldn't help but sigh, "No one would have ever
expected things to go like that."
Since it was nearly devastating to any family.
Marshall nodded after a pause of contemplation, "How is Tomas doing recently? Is he getting over this
or not?"
Pondering, Khalid knitted his brows and then answered, "He's not been showing himself all along.
According to Louie, it sounds like he's been lying on his back out of excessive grievance."
With his mouth slightly open round in shape, Marshall shifted the topic, "I heard that the old man used
to be a go-getting careerist in business when he was young."
Marshall responded with a nod, "Yes, you are right, and even your own grandpa would be less hard-
handed compared to him at that time. Besides, if necessary, he would even turn his back on his own
family to attain what he wanted."
The reason why the distant relatives of the Hendersons chose to mess around with unemotional faces
instead of doing something of practical help was all because of that his pretentiousness and cruelty in
his young age irritated nearly all the relatives around him.
As if something seemed to occur to him, Khalid said, "I remembered that long ago your grandpa told
me that one of the children of the Hendersons's distant relatives was badly sick and needed a huge
amount of money. Without any choices, his parents came up to Ryan and begged for his help."
Although the medical fee was excessively unaffordable for the parents, the expense would be merely a
drop in the bucket for the Henderson family.
In order to save their kid, the parents had nearly risked everything — they were willing to mortgage
their house to Ryan, and even promised that they would send their kid to do unpaid work for him as
long as he agreed to save their child.
Khalid heaved a sigh, "Your grandpa said that the family even had knelt down before the doorway of
Ryan's house. But Ryan was so ruthless that he disdained even seeing their faces and let his butler
chase them away."
Actually, this was not the only cause of everything. After Ryan gained fame and fortune, he turned
pretentious and began to go about with his head high in the air everywhere. He looked upon nearly
every single of his relatives, talked to them with vitriol and overstepped their tolerance."
As for the trouble that occurred to the family, although it was his freedom to decide whether he should
help or not, it didn't mean that he should ever completely excluded himself from the business, since
they were still his relatives.
Soon, the thing circulated among the Hendersons, and Ryan had thereby become notorious in the
mouths of his relatives.
However, the old man was rich enough to ignore what people said about him, and never sought others'
help for his whole life — the greatness of his fortune could help him gather whoever he needed and get
whatever he wanted.
He never cared about his notoriety in the mouths of his relatives — after all, such things never actually
impeded him from making money.
Marshall chuckled, "He's quite mentally strong."
Indeed, since for most of the ordinaries, no one could ever be as cold as he did.
Khalid was a little tired, and the bustling day he spent in the house of Henderson had really mentally
frustrated him.
Chatting with Marshall for a while, he told him that he was going to get off duty earlier today and take a
good rest at home.
Marshall laughed, "Why the Hendersons keep badgering you after everything happened?'
With a click of his tongue, Khalid put on a displeased look on his face. There were causes leading to
the unpopularity of Tomas — on one hand, his father would take half of the blame, and on the other
hand, his lack of sophistication and flexibility would also explain something.
It was no doubt that Tomas could really use someone as a listener after the family fell into such an
overwhelming plight.
However, he found that no one around seemed to be willing to sit and listen to his melancholy.
Khalid thought that the reason why Ryan kept him around and babbling all day long was because of
that he was now in a dead end finding someone else to talk to.
Marshall said, "Alright, it's time for you to go back home and take some rest. You're not looking good,
honestly."
Khalid hummed, and turned around towards the doorway. It was the moment when he stepped before
the door that he suddenly stopped and looked back at Marshall with a confused look in his eyes, "Hey,
when Louie sent me out of the Hendersons' house today, she told me something quite confusing."
Dumbfounded for a second, Marshall looked at Khalid and said, "What did she say?"
Pondering, Khalid then answered, "She wanted me to send you her words. 'You should
take Katherine to go on a honeymoon and and leave the place for a period of time.' She said so."
Staring at Khalid for quite a moment, Marshall nodded his head slowly, "I know what she was trying to
say by that."
Without any further questions, Khalid chose to linger no more on the matter and left the office with a
confirmative nod.
After the door was completely closed, Marshall, with his hands crossed and set on the table, was
looking ahead with cold eyes.
His guesses seemed to be on the nose.
Leaving the company, Khalid didn't choose to head back to the house. Instead, he gave Frances a
phone call and asked where she was.
She answered that she was currently in her own place. Then, Khalid drove to there directly.
He had been there and spent a night previously, so there was no difficulty for him to locate where she
was.
Arriving there, Khalid knocked at the door directly, and Frances was surprised to see Khalid come.
However, she still leaned to one side and let him in.
Entering the house, Khalid measured the inside of the house with his eyes once again — It was a small
apartment, and its floor space could not be counted as big; with complete internal facilities deployed
inside, the whole composition manifested a cozy impression.
Walking towards the sofa, Khalid took his seat and looked up at Frances.
Frances was still standing by the doorway, and somehow, even inside of her own house, she was in a
speechless awkwardness.
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