The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love
Chapter 388

Chapter 388

A little later, a beautiful hand passed the phone over.

He looked up and saw Rosalynn's numb face.

"I thought you..."

"Eat this." Rosalynn handed him the packed food.

Wayne glanced at it: "I'm not hungry...

"You either eat, or I'll pour it on your head. Your choice." Rosalynn said with a straight face.

She blamed herself for still having compassion for Wayne.

This kind of jackass, wouldn't it be a blessing for society if he starved to death or killed himself? Wayne chose the former.

He opened the lid of the food on the small table; it was steaming hot.

Wayne looked at the plastic spoon and raised his eyebrows unconsciously, looking at Rosalynn.

Rosalynn stared back at him with her arms crossed.

Like, are you going to eat or not?

Wayne: "..."

He reluctantly picked up the plastic spoon and started eating slowly.

Rosalynn dragged a chair to the corner, put on headphones, turned on her laptop, and connected with the studio.

"Gabriella, is Wayne okay? He won't die, right?"

"Hmm." Rosalynn replied coldly, and then said, "Give me a brief report, focus on the important points."

Although the team was full of gossipers, during work hours, they were all business.

Everyone explained their refined plans concisely to Rosalynn,

Rosalynn rarely commented throughout.

Her delicate fingertips danced on the keyboard, taking notes.

Still, something was off.

That indescribable feeling of wrongness lingered in the room.

As Rosalynn contemplated with her eyes downcast, she felt a burning gaze.

She looked up and met Wayne's intense eyes.

She gave a "what do you want?" expression.

Wayne looked away with a smile, thinking she looked absolutely radiant when she was focused on work. Her eyes dazzled.

Having listened to all the details, Rosalynn didn't rush to say anything: "Continue with the plan."

After ending the video call, Rosalynn checked her phone and thought it was about time...

Right on cue, someone rushed in from outside.

"Wayne!"

Wayne's mood, which had just improved, plummeted when he saw who it was.

Rosalynn closed her laptop and stood up.

Wayne's gaze, scorching hot, fixed on her.

"Where did you get hurt? How could you have an accident in that place?" An anxious Olivia reached to touch Wayne's hands and feet.

Wayne raised his hand to stop her. "I'm okay."

"The conditions here are terrible. I'll contact the hospital for a transfer immediately!

As she spoke, Rosalynn had already approached Wayne's bed.

She was grateful that even though she couldn't help but worry about Wayne's safety, her mind remained clear.

Before coming back, she had called Olivia and told her the hospital's address and Wayne's room number.

Ms. Jared!"

Olivia turned around, her eyes teary, and looked gratefully at Rosalynn.

"Thank you so much for bringing Wayne to the hospital. If anything happened to him, I don't know what I would do..." Olivia's tears streamed down.

"It's okay." Rosalynn patted her shoulder and said, "But, Ms. Whaley, President Silverman's stomach doesn't look good. You need to take good care of him and get it treated urgently. Otherwise, the consequences might be bad."

Stomach?

Olivia wasn't quite sure about Wayne's health, since he always seemed healthy....

"His schedule is irregular, and he doesn't eat properly.." Olivia pretended to be very knowledgeable. "Anyway, I understand. I will take good care of him.