Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister
Chapter 531 Survive

"Everyone, Mr. Kirkland said you can get off work now,"

Clara walked out of the office and said to the employees who were still working. It was pretty late now.

After all, they all had their own lives to live. It had already passed work time and they should go home.

"Okay,"

Horace's assistant replied.

She had intended to ask Clara how it went. However, she didn't know who Clara was and was a bit hesitant.

She thought she could ask Horace tomorrow morning in the company.

When the employees heard Clara's words, they got excited and started talking to one another.

But Horace was still in the office, so they dared not speak too loudly.

Because of the crisis, it had been depressing in the office lately, and the employees seldom talked to each other ever since.

They were worried that Horace might fire them if their talking upset him.

Although the company had been struggling to survive the crisis, it might actually do. If it did, they wanted to continue working here, so none of them wanted to offend Horace and lose the chance. Seeing that the employees were leaving one after another, Clara changed into a more comfortable position and lay on the chair, thinking.

Perhaps it was because she had been stressed, she fell asleep soon.

Just like that, Horace and Clara stayed in the office for the night and didn't go home.

The next day, Horace woke up first.

Seeing that Clara was still sleeping, Horace raised his head.

He had been sleeping with his head on her arm the whole night, so her arm would definitely be sore. Therefore, he wanted to massage it for her, in that case, she would feel better later when she was awake. Clara usually slept tight. However, this morning, as soon as Horace's hand touched her arm, she woke up. "Morning," Clara rubbed her sleepy eyes and said to Horace.

She then realized that they had spent the night in the office.

She felt a headache and wanted to knead her head. But as soon as she raised her hand, her arm hurt like hell.

After a night, it had become numb and it ached every time she moved.

With guilt, Horace looked at her wincing face and felt awful.

If he hadn't been so depressed last night, he wouldn't have fallen asleep in the office.

In that case, Clara's arm wouldn't be hurting now.

It was all his fault.

"I'm okay," Clara tried to move her arm and didn't turn to look at Horace until it got better.

"Come on. Let's go wash up and have some breakfast. We have some business meetings to attend today," Clara said, trying to cheer Horace up. She knew that no matter what, they had to deal with the problems facing them.

She didn't want Horace to give up because of some obstacles.

"Okay."

Of course, Horace knew it. Therefore, he took her hand and they walked into the washroom.

It was early in the morning and no one had shown up at work yet.

The huge office was empty and gave out a sense of loneliness.

But luckily, the two of them had each other.

There were disposable toothbrushes and toothpaste in the washrooms here for the employees who had to work overtime.

Horace had thought he would never have to work overtime, and therefore, they would never come to use for him.

But he was wrong.

Looking into the mirror, they saw themselves with toothpaste bubbles on their mouths and were amused.

As they were brushing their teeth, they burst into laughter.

Seeing that Horace looked much better now, Clara was relaxed.

She didn't know much about business, so she couldn't understand thoroughly the frustration Horace had felt last night. Although her comfort was of little use, she wanted Horace to know that she would be there for him always.

The two of them walked out of the company building, the sun had risen. It seemed it would be sunny today. When they were discussing what to have for breakfast, there were employees greeting them on the way. Horace simply nodded, while Clara didn't know any of them and just smiled politely.

It was a simply gesture, but it showed politeness and respect.

At last, they decided to have hamburgers for breakfast.

"From now on, we'll become poorer. We have to cut down on our expenses,"

Clara explained why they were at a hamburger stall.

Hearing her words, Horace felt terrible, but he had to force a smile at Clara.

"Okay," he agreed. He was a man and it was no big deal for him,

But he felt bad for Clara.

Seeing how Clara was standing there and having a cheap hamburger, he felt himself a terrible husband. However, there was nothing he could do about it now. From where they were now, they would soon go downhill in finance and live the life of an ordinary family.

After they had breakfast, Horace was about to take Clara back to the company for work.

However, Clara refused. She knew that Horace was going to have a business talk with Chester Saunders later.

She didn't know much about business and didn't want to disturb them.

She explained it to Horace, who agreed to her going home.

Clara had wanted to go see Neo at Russell's pplace, but she was worried if someone followed her and found Neo, she might get him in danger. Therefore, she held back her desire to see her son and went home.

In the company, after working for a while, Horace checked his phone and it was about to be their appointed time. Yesterday, in the document Chester sent him, he had made an appointment with Horace with the time and place. Chester knew that Horace would be there, because he was the last hope Horace had to a restart.

While Chester wanted Solrace's connections and resources for his own.

It was an exchange of benefits, a fair exchange.

Horace had been a little upset about this, but when he calmed down, he had thought it through.

Although he would lose Solrace, he had learned his lesson and grown from mistakes.

After a simple packing-up, he set out to meet Chester.

On his way there, he got a call.

"Hello. Who am I speaking to?"

"Hello. I'm speaking from the police station. Is it Mr. Horace Kirkland?"

"Yes. I am."

Horace replied with confusion. Did someone frame him again? Was he going back to jail?