Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 1666

Which Hospital?

"Not only is Miss Amery lucky, but she is also very diligent and excellent. She is thoroughly accomplished in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. She has studied on her own in college and skipped two grades! A super study machine! Moreover, she is now a well-known clothing designer!"

"She is a real socialite! Compared to her, Mona was a nobody!"

"Oh my god, she is much better than us and works more diligently than us!"

"Indeed. Abby is beautiful and capable, and she has such a prominent background. She can make a good match with President Chin!"

"No, no, I'm so jealous of her!"

Recently, everyone's topic had always been about them.

Then someone asked casually, "Will they get married?"

All of a sudden, Tina felt a burning pain in her hand back.

When she looked down, she found that she had spilled most of the coffee in her cup.

At this time, the chief editor who had finished a meeting reproached in a dignified voice, "What are you talking about? It's work time. Don't you know that? Hurry up and go back to work!" The tea room suddenly fell silent.

Everyone shut their mouths and slipped away with their heads down.

Bonnie, who was on the side, came over with concern. "Tina, are you okay? The chief editor is back. You want to discuss something with him, don't you?"

Tina shook her head. "I'm fine. Um..."

The back of her hand turned red, and she washed it with cold water.

Then, she went to the chief editor's office.

Tina knocked on the door and walked in. "Do you have time now?"

"Tina? What's up?" The chief editor raised his hand, indicating her to sit down.

After Tina sat down, she clasped her hands and said hesitantly, "Well, my family is sick and is in the hospital now, and the medical expenses are very high. Can I have an advance on my next year's salary?" The high medical expenses put her under great financial pressure ever since she left Wilson.

Back then, when Isla fell ill, she was forced to be his mistress to pay for the medical expenses.

Now, Tina felt it unacceptable to do that again. Perhaps because of her self-esteem or something else, she could not bear the idea of sleeping with any other man than Wilson.

According to the work contract, she would have to work two more years here, so she thought she might get the salary beforehand.

It was just that no one in the TV station had ever done so.

"One year's salary? I'm afraid the finance department won't agree!" The chief editor showed an embarrassed expression and comforted her, "But I can help you persuade them. I suppose you can get three months' salary in advance!"

Tina could only nod. "Thank you!"

Although she could get three months' salary in advance, it was still far from enough to cover the medical expenses.

Tina had to think of other ways to get as much money as soon as possible.

The president's office of the Chin's Group on the top floor was spacious and magnificent.

Abby, in seven-inch stiletto heels, stood in front of the French windows and looked down at every corner of the room.

She walked to the desk and put her hand on the high back chair.

Imagining how Wilson worked here, she moved her hands along his body as if stroking his body, her beautiful eyes showing a deep infatuation.

The office door was pushed open.

Abby calmed down and looked up with a smile.

She smiled and said, "I heard that you were in a meeting when I came. I was afraid of disturbing you, so I asked the secretary to take me directly to the office to wait for you!" Wilson entered in a suit and nodded slightly. "Hmm!"

Abby walked around the high back chair and continued to look around the office. Then she picked up the picture in a frame on the table and asked curiously, "This painting is quite interesting. Was it a gift for you? Why does it look like a child's painting?"

Wilson landed his eyes only on the painting.

It was from Isla. She had drawn two, and he had Terry send them to a glazed plant for the frames.

One was in the study at home, and the other was here. The pictures were about Isla, Tina, and him, a family of three hand in hand together.

His Adam's apple slid.

He walked over, took the painting from Abby, and put it face down on the table.

Wilson just asked, "Abby, what do you want to see me about?"

"I'm here on behalf of my uncle!" Abby replied, "Don't you have a joint project recently? I just returned home from abroad and have nothing else to do, so I run an errand for him! Besides, my master's degree is in finance, and I am quite professional in the business!"

Wilson curled up his lips and said, "So, you plan to enter the company instead of being a fashion designer?"

Abby shook her head with a smile. "Nope. I want to gain greater achievements in the design field and be as excellent as my aunt! My aunt and uncle have no children and always regard me as their own child. If there is any need in the future, I will do my job!"

There was an imperceptible ambition in her last words - she meant she would do her job of inheriting their property.

Wilson nodded, took her to the sofa, and sat down.

Irene, the secretary, came in with two cups of coffee and left, while Terry stood aside and waited for further instructions. They went through the case.

They did not sign it because they still needed the confirmation of the third party of this case.

Abby closed the file and asked, seemingly casually, "How have you been these years?" "Great!" Wilson said.

Abby smiled gently and said, "Oh? What about your romantic relationship?"

She deliberately paused, her beautiful eyes twinkling slightly. "I met Hayden at a party last month and chatted with him. I heard that when you came to New City for a business trip, you took a woman to attend his private n party...

Wilson's eyes narrowed slightly.

Meanwhile, all the memories of the past in New City surfaced in his mind.

Abby knew that Hayden had been his good friend for many years.

Usually, they would take any woman to attend their gatherings in case of not being disturbed. So when Abby heard the news, she couldn't sit still anymore. Then she quickened her pace to return and persuaded Old Madam Amery to move back.

When they had dinner together last time, Abby wanted to take the opportunity to sound him out.

To her great surprise, before the dishes were served, Wilson went to the bathroom and left!

Abby kept her composure, trying to sound out his intention. "Have you had a girlfriend?"

Wilson slightly pursed his thin lips. "No." Hearing that, Abby felt slightly relieved. Abby looked at the contract in their hands and invited him with a smile. "I haven't met the third party of this contract. It's said that the wife of the man in charge is ill, so he hasn't returned to the company for a long time. To not delay the progress, how about we going to talk to him in the hospital?"

Terry thought that Abby would be disappointed.

It was because he knew his boss had other plans waiting ahead.

However, Wilson asked, "Which hospital?"

Abby thought for a moment and answered, "It's a private hospital. It seems to be the hospital where your brother works!"

"Okay!" Wilson said.

Terry was struck dumb. What was wrong with his boss, a workaholic?!