Chapter 652: Chapter 353: Those Who Follow Me Prosper; Those Who Oppose Me Perish
Thinking of the opportunity, she suddenly remembered Forrest; she called out to the police outside: "I want to see Mr. Forrest, I demand to see Mr. Forrest."
The police pushed the door open and scolded: "Stop shouting, just sit there and behave."
Evie Larkin grabbed the officer’s wrist: "Please, let me see Mr. Forrest, I have something to say to him."
"Mr. Forrest? The President of Grayson Group? Is he someone you can see just because you asked to?
You almost caused his daughter-in-law to miscarry, you should be grateful they didn’t sue you to death.
Sit down, the interrogation will continue."
When Kay Forrest came out, Jane Quinlan spotted him instantly, stood up and went over to link arms with him: "How did it go?"
Kay Forrest gave a thumbs up.
Jane Quinlan looked at him puzzled: "What do you mean?"
"Handled it perfectly, I deserve a pat on my own back."
"I was asking how you handled it."
Kay Forrest tapped her forehead on the side without a bandage.
"Why should a woman fuss over so many things.
Just stand loyally behind your man, blocking the wind and rain."
Jane Quinlan snorted: "Look at you being all capable."
"I don’t know about others, but your man is certainly capable.
Come on, it’s getting late, let’s not go to the office.
Should we go home or find somewhere to eat?"
Jane Quinlan sighed: "I don’t have an appetite."
Kay Forrest held his stomach: "Tsk, I don’t have much of an appetite either."
"That’s because I have morning sickness."
"Is it so odd that your morning sickness affects my appetite?"
Jane Quinlan rolled her eyes at him: "Go take your manner, let’s go home."
If he didn’t say, she wouldn’t ask.
Kay Forrest is someone who can’t hide things from her.
If he’s keeping this to himself, there must be a reason, and she chose to listen to him.
After returning home, Jane Quinlan insisted on cooking.
Kay Forrest couldn’t talk her out of it, so he simply stepped aside to make a phone call.
Wendy left, other people’s jobs and lives still need to continue, he now needs to arrange for an assistant.
He decided not to use the assistants from the company anymore; he needs to find a reliable one himself.
After the phone call, Kay Forrest came to the kitchen doorway, and looking at her forehead, said: "We were supposed to take wedding photos tomorrow, it seems like that’s off the table now."
Jane Quinlan glanced at him: "Then we’ll change the date, I’m not really in the mood right now anyway."
"What’s wrong with your mood?"
Jane Quinlan pouted: "A lot has happened these past few days.
Although you’ve been protecting me from the storms, I still feel very chaotic.
I feel like ever since I joined Skyward Group, things have kept happening one after another.
Seems like I’m just not meant to work in a big company."
Kay Forrest chuckled speechlessly, came in, took off her apron and put it on himself, pushed her to the door, and continued her cooking.
"Does this make you feel a bit better?"
"Being by your side, I’m always in a good mood."
"Then that settles it, you’re with me every day now."
Jane Quinlan pouted: "Forrest, can I discuss something with you?"
Kay Forrest, showing off, flipped a spoon: "Oh man, did you see that? Successful, didn’t spill a bit."
Jane Quinlan glared at him: "I’m talking to you, did you even hear?"
"Listening, you said you want to discuss something, go ahead, let’s hear it."
Jane Quinlan giggled: "I want to return to the press office to work."
"No way."
"Why not."
"With your current situation, I’m anxious every day.
Let alone letting you go back to the press, even if you’re by my side every day, I still worry about accidents."
Jane Quinlan pouted: "I’m not saying I want to go back now.
I was thinking... after the baby is born, and I’ve mostly recovered, I can go back then."
"After the baby is born, just stay home and take care of the child.
A child is best educated by their own mother.
You always claim to be a smart woman, I want to see how well you can educate our child."
Jane Quinlan pouted: "Are you planning on turning me into a good wife and mother in the future?"
"Can you handle it?"
Jane Quinlan responded unhappily, "What can’t I handle? I was born with the talent, don’t you see ’exemplary wife and mother’ written on my forehead?"
Kay Forrest turned his head to stare at her forehead for a while, then finally shook his head, "All I see is ’swindler’."
Jane Quinlan walked in, kicked Kay Forrest on the shin, huffed, and turned into the living room.
The negotiation failed.
However, whatever she did, as long as it meant not having to continue going to the company was fine.
From her first day at Grayson Group, she felt that the environment there really did not suit her at all.
She was more suited to the slower-paced atmosphere of a newspaper office.
There was less backstabbing in such places, and everyone was familiar with each other, making it easier to get along.
Kay Forrest was rubbing his sore leg, "My dear wife, are you trying to murder your own husband?"
"Murder my foot, you’re still alive and kicking, aren’t you?"
She walked over to the sofa, sat down, turned on the TV, and started munching on an apple.
After Kay Forrest finished cooking, the two of them started having dinner with much joy.
Suddenly, Jane Quinlan asked, "By the way Kay, isn’t it about time Evelyn Claire is released?"
"Probably."
"What to do next? Wendy’s death must be connected to Evelyn Claire.
Are we going to let her flee the police station before we have evidence?"
Kay laughed, "Collecting evidence takes time, we can’t just detain her by force.
That’s how the police work; too many regulations.
But don’t worry, Evelyn Claire won’t escape.
I have someone watching her 24/7.
The moment the test results are out, we can get her back behind bars immediately."
"Wendy would be relieved if she knew we did so much for her after her death."
Kay Forrest picked up some scrambled eggs for her, "She would be, and you don’t have to think too much about Wendy anymore.
She’s gone, and time won’t turn back."
"I know that. Today my uncle gave me a dose of soul-soothing chicken soup.
Actually, I feel quite enlightened staying with my uncle."
Kay shook his head, "Try listening to it for thirty years."
"Thirty years, fifty years, as long as it makes sense, I can listen.
Stop making excuses; you’re just being stubborn."
Kay sighed helplessly, "Suddenly I feel like you and my father are in the same trench.
After we get married, you’re not always going to side with my dad, are you?"
"So what if I am?"
"We’re not even married yet; maybe we should think this over."
Jane Quinlan raised an eyebrow, completely unafraid: "Sure."
She touched her stomach, "Even if you want me to move out now, I won’t hesitate, shall I go right now?"
Kay Forrest raised his hands in surrender, "Alright, alright, I realize threatening you is useless now.
I give up. Just side with whoever you want to bully me.
In any case, I’m just a pitiful man.
I didn’t have a caring mom and even with a dad, he didn’t care for me. Now I have a wife, and even she doesn’t care for me."
Jane Quinlan grinned and moved the eggs from her bowl to his, "Here, baby, eat up, have more."
Kay Forrest smirked, "Typical."
After dinner, Jane Quinlan went to take a bath. Kay Forrest sat in the living room watching TV and playing mobile games. While playing, his phone rang. Seeing it was Nolan Moore, he had a guess about the reason and picked up: "Hello."
"Kay Forrest, I’m at the police station now," his voice was very calm.
"Oh? What are you doing there?"
"The police just called me, saying Evie wants to see me.
The police briefed me on the incident over the phone and mentioned that you’ve already been here. What did you decide?"
"Evie Larkin knows, she’s adamant about seeing you, so just go in and ask her," said Kay.
"Is Jane Quinlan okay?" Kay Forrest didn’t respond, and Nolan Moore refrained from asking further.
Kay Forrest embraced warmly, "Jane Quinlan is fine. Nolan Moore, Evie Larkin can find you if she wants, but I must warn you, you can’t handle this matter, so don’t meddle too much."
"Are you planning to give up on her life?"
Kay Forrest raised an eyebrow, "She gave up on her own life, nobody else is to blame.
You should have seen by now, I’m not a softhearted person, but I’ve given her countless chances over and over. This is my limit now."
Nolan Moore nodded, "Alright, I understand."
After hanging up the phone, Kay Forrest reopened his mobile game. Although he didn’t care what Nolan Moore would decide.
Those who follow me prosper, those against me perish, he decided he would stick to his path no matter what.