Babel Novel
Chapter 92
Chapter 92
Jimmy was relieved after hearing that Cynthia would not genuinely apologize.
This was their Cynthia, and they could not stand to see her being mistreated.
Cynthia sent the details to Jimmy, and Jimmy was angry to learn that Joshua was a scumbag who had asked Cynthia to help. him cover up for his mistress.
Jimmy was really angry!
He was furious!
The result of his anger was that he wrote a sincere apology letter in Cynthia’s tone, although he could not help injecting some of his own emotions into it.
That evening, while Cynthia and Yoel were still having dinner, Joshua called. Yoel put down his fork and spoon and answered the phone, “Yes, Mr. Neal.”
“Why haven’t she posted the apology statement?” Joshua had already returned to Sovereign Heights and was sitting in the study on the second floor.
“She’s still writing it,” Yoel replied.
“Does she need a whole afternoon to write it?” Joshua asked.
“The previous versions weren’t good enough, so I had Ms. Yates rewrite them several times. She’s a bit upset now,” Yoel lied, glancing nervously at Cynthia.
“Really?” Joshua said skeptically.
Yoel quickly asked, “How about asking the editorial department to help?”
Nonetheless, he knew Joshua would not agree and added, “This apology statement is quite difficult to write, and it’s easy to
make mistakes.”
“I’ll give you one more day. I want to see the result by tomorrow night,” Joshua said with a slight frown.
“Okay, Mr. Neal,” Yoel agreed.
As soon as the call ended, Cynthia asked, “Why didn’t you just tell him we hadn’t written it yet? One lie will only lead to
another.”
“With his temperament, he’ll definitely be angry if we say we haven’t written it yet. This way is better for everyone and avoids. a lot of trouble,” Yoel explained, adjusting his glasses.
As they talked, they heard a notification sound. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.
It was a message from Joshua.
[Send me what she wrote before.]
Yoel’s expression stiffened, quickly replying, [It’s already been deleted…]
[There’s always an editing history.]
[Ms. Yates wrote it on a text document, so there’s none.]
Joshua replied, […]
Joshua threw his phone on the desk, feeling that something was off.
Thinking back to Yoel’s admiration for Cynthia’s hacking skills, he grabbed his coat from the office chair and headed out to Cynthia’s neighborhood.
He arrived after nine o’clock in the evening.
Yoel was sitting on the sofa watching a variety show. This was the most relaxed and comfortable time he had since becoming Joshua’s assistant.
Cynthia came downstairs to get water and glanced at the TV.
“Ms. Yates, do you want to join me?” Yoel moved over a bit. “It’s more comfortable to sit here.”
Cynthia just got water and took a break. “I’ll just watch for half an hour.”
Yoel did not say much either.
The two of them watched a funny variety show, and Yoel enjoyed it. After watching for a while, Cynthia’s mood also relaxed a
bit.
Spending the afternoon reviewing projects from the Yates Group and the Neal Group really hurt her head.
About ten minutes later, the electronic lock on the door suddenly rang.
At this time, the variety show was showing the funniest part.
Cynthia and Yoel’s attention was all on the TV, and they did not pay much attention to the movements.
When Joshua came in, he saw Cynthia and Yoel watching TV together.
His blood boiled with anger!
He stood there with his coat on his arm and his whole body exuding coldness as he looked at the two of them.
“What are you doing?”