Arrogant President Dotes on Me

Chapter 28 Is Andrea Anderson your Biological Daughter？

The two of them were just about to get a cab back, when Matthew Todd greeted Baron Howard with a

huge smile on his face.

"Mr Howard."

He greeted Andrea, "Hi, Ms Anderson, long time no see.”

Andrea politely nodded towards Matthew. Baron's facial expression remained unfazed. "Mr Todd, is

there something I can help you with?"

“No, nothing,” Matthew said. “I just wanted to congratulate you, Baron, for winning the bid on something

you like." Matthew put on an expression of regret.

"The bracelets are truly very beautiful, it's a pity I couldn't outbid you. Baron, you waged everything to

win the bid on the bracelet to give to Mrs Howard, she must be very happy."

'Mrs Howard'? This was the first time Andrea has heard anyone mention her. After all, Baron usually

never mentions her at all, much less the servants in the villa.

Baron's reply was very cold. "Thank you, Mr Todd, I did what I should do, the rest has nothing to do

with me."

Baron obviously doesn't want to continue this conversation with Matthew. "Apologies," he said,

stepping into the car. "I can't keep you company any longer, please show yourself out Mr Todd."

Andrea followed quickly, and glanced back after sitting in the car.

A silhouette appeared next to Matthew.

This silhouette seems a little familiar, but she can’t immediately remember where she has seen it

before… Andrea shook her head, she didn’t need to think about this anymore.

…

When the annual holiday was over, KJ Group’s employees also returned to work.

The fashion label Andrea designed previously also officially released to the market.

Andrea had been nervously monitoring the feedback from the market.

“Andrea.”

Queena Freeman’s voice brought Andrea out of her daydream.

“Give this document to Mr Howard,” Queena said, handing her a blue folder.

“Okay,” Andrea replied.

Andrea carried the folder and took the elevator up to the top floor.

She just exited the lift, when Baron’s assistant came to her and asked, “Ms Anderson, you’re here to

deliver the document?”

Andrea nodded.

The assistant turned to look at office’s open door, then whispered, “Ms Anderson, please hold on a bit.

Baron is giving someone a talking-to.”

Why was he scolding people again?

Andrea frowned. It seemed like Baron’s mood hasn’t been so great since the night of the auction.

In fact, with Baron’s poor mood, everyone below him suffered too, the atmosphere at the company was

really tense. It is fine if they don’t make a mistake, but if they do, then they’re dead.

Even though Baron never swears loudly, his ice cold demeanour really made people uncomfortable.

Andrea waited outside for around twenty minutes. A dejected looking superior came out, wiped the

sweat off his forehead, and with a forced smile, nodded at the assistant and Andrea.

“Ms Anderson, you may go on in,” the assistant beckoned her in.

Andrea pushed open the door, and carefully walked in.

Baron was in his seat, with his eyes closed. Hearing some movement and seeing her enter, he coldly

asked, “What is the matter?”

“Ms Freeman told me to send you some documents.”

Andrea nervously handed over the folder.

Baron flipped over the folder, signed something and told her to take it.

Andrea quietly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly left the office.

An unhappy Baron is a really scary thing.

At least there was still a bit of good news in this high pressure, suffocating atmosphere.

The good news was announced at the meeting, held at the last minute.

The meeting’s administrator, Queena, said to Andrea with a smile, “This year’s Oops spring label has

sold very well, especially after Andrea’s design. They were recommended by an influencer, and stock

in many stores across the country has sold out.”

All the other designers applauded Andrea.

Andrea humbly added, “Everyone helped me a lot, this was a team effort, everyone deserves credit.”

Everyone was happy.

Everyone, except Viola Johnson, who rolled her eyes with contempt.

Andrea has gotten used to her ages ago.

In fact, after the grand release of the spring collection, Andrea's importance in the group has gradually

increased.

Sometimes, Viola would purposely find make her life difficult for her, but some people have stood up for

her.

Andrea was filled with a sense of achievement and a change like this has made her very happy.

Except, maybe fate isn’t used to seeing something like this, so has purposely found her some more

trouble.

Something from the hospital.

When Andrea got a call from Zoey Peterson, she had just finished some work, and she thought Zoey

was calling to give her some good news, so she cheerfully asked, “Hey Zoey, is my brother well?”

Zoey’s voice filled with dread and said “Ms Anderson, I’m going to have to ask you to pay a visit to the

hospital in person.”

Shivers shot down her spine. Andrea did not expect Zoey would say something like this, and thought

something terrible must have happened to Harry.

“I’m coming over right now!”

Zoey briefly outlined the situation. “It’s not about Harry. It’s about Mrs Anderson, she’s causing a

scene.”

Andrea didn’t even have time to apply for leave, sped to the side of the road outside the company and

hailed a cab.

Why has Mrs Anderson caused another scene?

Her brother’s medical bills had been paid by Baron. What else did she want?

The whole trip, Andrea kept pushing the driver to drive faster, wishing she was on a rocket.

When she arrived, she threw down some notes and didn’t even bother with the change.

Andrea ran into the hospital with a head of sweat.

Andrea was filled with confusion. Not only was Harry there, but the head doctor and several nurses

were there. Amongst them was Mrs Anderson.

Seeing Andrea, Mrs Anderson raised her eyebrow angrily, went up to her, and slapped her in the face.

“You despicable bitch!”

Andrea was caught off guard. Filled with anger, and her face was burning with pain, she smiled. “So

what if I am despicable, what does it have to do with you? You don’t care about me. Don’t tell me you

are going to start now?”

Looks like Mrs Anderson knows about her and Baron. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

After all, the first time he helped out could have been explained as her not wanting to lose her benefits.

But the second time he helped out and even paid for Harry’s medical fees, if she uses the same

excuse, that it’s simply her manager looking out for her, that excuse is much too ridiculous.

Mrs Anderson isn’t stupid, she knows what happened.

“Didn’t you say you won’t care if I died? So, it’s none of your business what I do with which man.”

Mrs Anderson’s face was scarlet red and bursting with anger.

“If you died, I really won’t care. But since you did such a despicable thing and ruined the Anderson

family’s reputation, I do care!”

“Whatever. Just don’t make a scene in the hospital,” Andrea shrugged.

Mrs Anderson poked her in her forehead, saying, “How can you have the audacity to tell me not to

make a scene in the hospital, when your brother heard what you did, it shocked him awake! You don’t

think about the rest of the family at all!”

Andrea really wanted to laugh.

First of all, she was forced and only brother cares about her in this family.

This family doesn’t care about her at all, why should she think about them?

Andrea didn’t want to waste any more breaths arguing about this. She turned and looked at Zoey,

saying “Please get security to throw her out. She’s disturbing patients from resting, don’t let her in

anymore.”

Hearing this, Mrs Anderson was even more furious, and went to throw herself on to Andrea to give her

a good beating, but was prevented by the security guards that arrived quickly, so swore bitterly and

threw a tantrum on the ground.

Andrea told the security guards to take her out quickly.

Her brother isn’t being controlled by Mrs Anderson anymore, so there is no need to be polite with her.

Mrs Anderson still had the audacity to berate her.

If Mrs Anderson didn’t play favourites so much, Andrea wouldn’t have done things so rashly.

“Andrea, you are an ungrateful good-for-nothing, you survive on the Anderson’s family resources and

treat your mother like this, aren’t you afraid of being struck by lightning?”

Just then, she was surprised by Baron’s voice. “Aren’t you afraid of being struck by lightning”

What is he doing here?

Andrea looked at Baron.

Zoey probably notified him when no one was paying attention.

The arrival of Baron seemed have to change the path of the conversation.

Mrs Anderson seemed to be a little fearful of Baron, and lowered her voice. “M – Mr H- H Howard,” she

stuttered. “This is our family’s matter, you don’t need to take part in this. We can take care of my son’s

medical bills ourselves.”

Baron looked unhappy. “Andrea is my girlfriend, if it concerns her, then why can’t it concern me?”

Baron saw right through Mrs Anderson’s true motive, and said with a smile, “I know you can take care

of your son’s medical bills yourself, you’re doing this to gain control of Andrea. Now that I have paid for

his medical bills, you discovered you have nothing on Andrea anymore, you have no control over her,

that’s why you are so frantic.”

Mrs Anderson held her head high and stubbornly replied, “She is my daughter, contributing to the

family’s needs are her responsibility.”

“Really?” Baron replied. ”I really wonder whether Andrea is your biological daughter. Otherwise, why do

you only like that brainless daughter of yours, Cassidy?”

Trouble flashed across Hazel Smith’s eyes.