Chapter 3135

Patricia felt this was probably for the best, to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings.

Ellar watched Patricia leave without hesitation, feeling a deep, muted pain in his heart.

A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

“Mr. Riddle, these are urgent,” his secretary announced, entering the room.

“Just leave them,” Ellar instructed, returning to his desk.

After the secretary placed the documents down and left, Ellar picked them up without hesitation and began to work, engrossed in his tasks for the entire morning.

Noticing Ellar hadn’t left his office, Patricia approached with a puzzled look.

She knocked on his office door.

“Come in,” Ellar’s voice sounded from inside.

Opening the door, Patricia asked, “Aren’t you going to have lunch? It’s lunchtime.” “I’m not eating,” Ellar responded tersely, then returned his focus to the documents.

Patricia was taken aback.

After a moment’s hesitation, she closed the door and left.

Hearing the door shut, Ellar gripped the document tighter, a sense of desolation washing over him.

‘She really doesn’t care about my feelings.’ After lunch, Patricia hesitated for a moment, then decided to have a meal packed for Ellar as well.

Back at the company, she instructed the secretary to deliver the lunch to Ellar’s office.

“Take it away.

I’m not eating,” Ellar said, irritated.

“But…” the secretary began, “Patricia said you must eat your lunch, or you won’t hold up.” “] don’t care about who said so, I’m the boss.

I don’t need to listen…”” Ellar paused his retort as he suddenly realize something.

” Wait, who did you say?” “Patricia,” the secretary repeated, still somewhat puzzled by Mr.

Riddle’s sudden change of mood.

Sensing the secretary’s confusion, Ellar sternly said, “Just leave it.

You can go now.” “Yes, Mr. Riddle.” After placing the meal box on the desk, the secretary left the office.

Once alone, Ellar set aside the documents he was holding and looked at the meal box.

“It seems she does care after all.” The gloom that had enveloped Ellar all morning dispersed instantly.

Feeling satisfied after his lunch, Ellar went to Patricia’s office.

“Let me know if there’s anything you need me to do,” he said, then quickly left.

Patricia watched him go, slightly amused and shaking her head at his quick mood shift.

‘He’s really like a child, bouncing back to happiness in just half a day.’ Time flew, and three days passed in relative calm.

With the BayCorp project looming, Ellar finally had the chance to decline the partnership.

“T’ve politely declined,” Ellar informed Nicole over the phone.

“Mhm,” Nicole hummed in response, unconcerned about whether Everett would suspect anything.

In fact, by refusing the deal, Everett should realize Nicole’s side had uncovered something.

“Nicole, even if Everett finds out I saw through his scheme, he can’t do anything to me.

I indeed accepted a better project than his, and I used that as an excuse.

He has no grounds to argue,” Ellar said, somewhat proudly.

“Still, don’t let your guard down.

Everett won’t just let this go,” Nicole warned.