Chapter 223: Chapter 223

At the same time, outside the President’s office at Zenith, Felix Ford steadied his emotions, making full psychological preparations, before cautiously knocking on the door.

"Come in." Felix pushed the door open and entered the office.

Julian Lancaster was sitting in his chair working. Thinking about the report he was about to deliver, Felix’s heart pounded with anxiety.

Still, he dared not hide anything and truthfully said, "President Lancaster, the flowers you sent... were rejected by Miss Sinclair."

As soon as the words fell, Julian’s face turned cold, like the biting wind of winter blowing in, making Felix involuntarily shiver.

Felix felt immense pressure, almost too afraid to lift his head and look at Julian. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ NovᴇlFir(e).nᴇt

A moment later, he heard Julian’s voice, "Understood."

"President Lancaster, I will leave now," Felix turned to leave and then stopped as if something occurred to him. He asked, "What should we do with the flowers?"

"Throw them away," Julian said with a frosty demeanor.

Felix did not dare to linger and immediately turned to exit.

Marcus Walsh was at his desk and saw Felix looking dejected. He asked, "What’s wrong? Got scolded again?"

Felix walked up to Marcus and said gloomily, "President Lancaster sent flowers to Miss Sinclair, but she refused to accept them. I reckon President Lancaster won’t be in a good mood for the next couple of days."

After speaking, Felix seemed to have thought of something, looked at Marcus, and said, "The courier dropped off the flowers and left. President Lancaster told me to dispose of them, but I have to prepare for a meeting. Could you handle it for me? I’ll treat you to a meal another day."

Marcus sighed, "Alright, you go ahead and get busy. I’ll take care of it for you."

At noon, employees of Zenith were heading out for lunch one after another.

Nina Sinclair, dealing with some work matters, was a step slower than others. By the time she went out for lunch, Zenith Building was already quiet.

Recently, since she had just started the job, Julian Lancaster specifically told her she didn’t have to make lunch, suggesting she adjust in Zenith before considering it. Although she was somewhat unaccustomed, she still felt much more at ease.

When Nina Sinclair reached the door, she happened to bump into someone.

Immediately, she respectfully greeted, "President Lancaster."

Marcus was there to tidy things up for Felix and didn’t expect to run into Nina. He suddenly remembered the new identity Julian had entrusted him with.

Now, he was supposedly the enigmatic President of Zenith!

Marcus nodded immediately, flashed a kindly smile, and said seriously, "Miss Sinclair, what a coincidence, are you going out for lunch?"

Seeing Marcus’s demeanor, a hint of suspicion surfaced in Nina’s eyes.

Wasn’t he supposed to be heartbroken?

How come he doesn’t seem to be affected at all? Not the slightest trace of sorrow. Could there be some misunderstanding?

Despite her doubts, Nina dared not linger. She quickly gathered herself and said, "President Lancaster, I’m off to lunch. I won’t interrupt you, goodbye."

Although the person before her was Sharon’s brother, Nina was not familiar with him, so she felt somewhat awkward. After all, she had once used his identity to confront Vincent Lancaster, and the real person found out. Fortunately, President Lancaster didn’t hold a grudge against her.

Amidst this awkward atmosphere, it was only natural for Nina to make a swift retreat.

After speaking, Nina turned and left.

Marcus watched Nina’s departing figure, exhaling deeply. He hadn’t expected President Lancaster’s pursuit of his beloved to be so arduous—it was truly heart-wrenching.

He shook his head and sighed as he walked to the door.

At that moment, Rebecca Lowell slowly emerged from the corner, her brows slightly furrowed as she watched Marcus leave.

That man is actually the President of Zenith?