Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister
Chapter 402 A Takeover

"I...I went to meet Horace Kirkland," Clara told the truth.

"Why?" with eyebrows knitted, Logan began to check Clara from top to toe carefully, "Did he hurt you?"

"No. He asked me out and then we had a talk," Clara denied, not intending to tell Logan how actually Horace asked her out.

"A talk about what?"

"He told me that he wanted to be with me again."

"No way!" Clara's answer angered Logan, "After all those things he has done to you, he doesn't deserve you anymore.

"What if he hurt you again after you say yes? Clara, promise me, you can't say yes. You'll be hurt if you fall in love with him again." "Don't worry, Logan," Clara tried to calm Logan down, "I don't intend to do that. I'm not who I was. I won't let myself be hurt again." "Well, that's good," Logan was relieved a bit by Clara's promise.

Logan was more than clear of what Clara had gone through during these five years. The pain was so tremendous that she hadn't recovered from it even now. He was so afraid that she would totally break down if Horace hurt her again.

Yet, at Clara's words, the naughty little boy who hid and eavesdropped behind the sofa began to chuckle, "Does daddy want to be with mommy again? How cool! I can soon have a complete family!" That night, tossing and turning, Clara lay all night on a sleepless pillow with Horace's words haunting her.

Even she herself could not understand and explain that splash of joy that appeared when she knew that Horace still wanted to be with her. She did not dare to explore the reason behind it since she was afraid that she could not accept the reason.

She was awake almost all night until the sun rose the next morning. The clock rang and woke her up after she had only been asleep for about two hours.

With the dark circles around her eyes, Clara went to the magazine publishing company listlessly. It was unexpected that Sarah ran to her as soon as she entered the office.

"Clara, you are finally here! There is big news"

Sarah's shout drove the sleepiness inside Clara's body away. Clara realized that something terrible had happened as she noticed that other colleagues also looked worriedly at her. "What happened?" Clara asked seriously.

"Our company has been taken over by a big corporation!" Sarah told Clara the news anxiously. "What?" Clara frowned, "I have gotten no message from the headquarters. Who told you that?"

Before Sarah answered, another colleague said, "This morning, a man who called himself as the general manager assistant of the KMR Media came here and informed us that our company has already been taken over by them.

"Yet they didn't fire anyone nor arrange any staff changes and you are still the editor-in-chief. What's more, he left a message that you should go to the KMR Media and attend a meeting this afternoon." Clara was relieved a little when she knew that no one had been fired, which was actually relatively good news. She would be shamefaced if any of her colleagues were fired.

Yet, it was more than bizarre that such a takeover happened so suddenly while she had heard of nothing about it before.

What's more, she, of course, once heard about KMR Media. It is said that this corporation had a promising development and also a good reputation. Now that it had taken over the company, it was unreasonable that there was no staff change at all. Although she felt lucky about that, she still found it more than bizarre.

Clara felt bad about this incident-something unexpected might happen.

"Well, it is good that there is no staff change, which means that we can still work together in the future. Now please concentrate back on your work and I will bring back more useful messages after the meeting this afternoon."

After pacifying the staff, Clara went back to her office. Yet she could not collect her attention to her work at all.

The takeover was indeed strange. What was exactly going on?

Same as Clara, all the other staff had no mood for their work. They crowded together discussing the takeover or sat still guessing and trying to figure out the truth.

In the afternoon, according to the address left by the assistant that morning, Clara arrived at the KMR Media in time. The receptionist guided her to the meeting hall on the second floor after she self-introduced. Yet, after she entered the meeting hall, she was totally transfixed when she found that Horace sat in the middle of the stage. Why was he there? She knew nothing about the relationship between him and KMR Media.

Noticing that Clara paused at the door, a staff hurriedly approached her and said in a low voice, "Miss Hutchinson, editor-in-chief, your seat is there. The meeting is about to start, please be seated." Drawn back from her meditation, Clara followed the staff to her seat in a daze. She was still thinking about whether Horace had something to do with the takeover.

The meeting started soon. Throughout the meeting, Horace did not cast even one look at Clara. He listened carefully to the reports given by the directors of different departments and, from time to time, pointed out the mistakes in their works and set new objectives for them.

Clara could not focus on the meeting at all, turning over the whole takeover story. She wanted to ask someone about it, yet she didn't dare since she was new and was acquainted with no other staff than Horace there.

A girl next to her noticed her uneasiness. She asked in a low voice, "Are you the editor-in-chief of the magazine publishing company that we have just taken over?"

"Yes," Clara answered, "Do you know why Horace Kirkland is here? Isn't he the CEO of Solrace?"

"Well, you seem to know nothing," the girl looked at Clara with shock. She explained, "KMR Media is a sub-company of Solrace, so Mr. Kirkland is our boss. He decided to take over your company yesterday and it is quite unexpected that the deal was done in such an efficient way.

"Well, all in all, we will work together from now on. Nice to meet you," the girl beamed.

Clara squeezed a smile in return, "Nice to meet you too."

It was Horace! What the hell did he want? When she dredged up what he said the day before, a wash of anger drowned her. What a bastard! How could he interfere with her job?

Horace's motionless voice rang above her when she was still deeply lost in her anger, "Well, lastly, let's welcome Clara Hutchinson, the new editor-in-chief. Miss Hutchinson, can you tell us about the work you have done recently?