Drowning In His Deep Love (Re-edited)

Chapter 71 The Person Behind the Car Accident

Chapter 71 The Person Behind the Car Accident

Katherine's face grew icy as she realized it was Maxwell, and she shook Maxwell off.

"It has nothing to do with you."

"Katherine, I didn't bring you into the company to let you mess around. Do you remember what you said before? You claimed you were simply here to work, but what did you actually do?" remarked Maxwell, his tone tinged with rage. "You've previously been warned not to seek trouble for Florence."

"What does it matter? Are you also drawn to that woman? Maxwell, you promised my sister that you would take care of me; how will you face her if you let Alexander know that I caused the automobile accident?" sneered Katherine.

"You're out of order. You nearly murdered Alexander and Florence this time, and you don’t feel sorry at all," Maxwell said angrily.

"How could I have known that Alexander would follow her?" When Katherine found Maxwell was enraged, she softened her attitude, "Max, I'm just standing up for my sister." she said, pulling Maxwell's hand. "She got in trouble because of Alex, but he forgot about her after a few years, so I wanted to teach Florence a lesson, but I didn't expect it to be like that."

"Are you asking Alex to remain single all his life for the sake of your sister?" Maxwell felt that this was somewhat ridiculous, and he was not a man without principles. "Katherine, for the sake of Jessica, I can cover it for you this time," he said coldly, "but I won't assist you next time."

Maxwell dropped these remarks and turned around to go out.

"Max, you have never said such cruel words to me. Are you really in love with Florence?" Katherine asked.

"Don't speak nonsense; Florence is Alex's woman," Maxwell stopped and spoke.

"Alex risked his life to protect Florence, and he'll marry her, right? She won't die for no reason like those brides who married Alex before, right?" Katherine asked.

"Whoever tries to touch a single hair on Florence's head will be held accountable. The finest examples are the Sawyer Group and Camden's son," Maxwell added. Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

Of course, Katherine also knew that the Logan Group purchased the Sawyer Group overnight.

"Was it done by Alex to take on the Sawyer Group just for Florence? And he broke Charlie's leg for Florence, right?" Katherine couldn't believe it.

Maxwell just nodded and walked out of the office without saying anything.

Katherine was so shocked that she stood still for a moment. She could not believe that Alexander actually had done so many things for Florence.

Katherine felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.

She strode back and forth before pulling out her phone and dialing, “Do you want to know why your leg was broken...."

...

Florence emerged from the washroom and then went to the archives to search for information. There was a document on the top of the shelf, but she couldn't reach it as it was too high. Even if Florence stood on tiptoe, it cannot be reached.

Florence jumped to grab it again, but the documents all fell suddenly, and the shelf was shaking.

"Take care."

Maxwell dashed over and grabbed the shelf with both hands.

"Are you OK, Florence?"

Florence's head was smashed by documents, luckily, the injury was not serious. When she realized it was Maxwell, she was taken aback.

"Why are you here, Maxwell?"

Wasn't Maxwell in the subsidiary?

"I came to inspect the headquarters. Have you adapted to work here?" Maxwell said, picking up the documents from the ground.

"Yes. Thank you," Florence remarked.

"There's no need to be courteous; I would have treated you the same way if you were any other employee. I heard you were in a vehicle accident a while ago. Did you get better?" Maxwell asked.

"Yes. I appreciate your care, Maxwell," Florence said.

Florence was a bit uneasy in the room since only two of them were there. She held the documents and said, "I still have work to do, so I have to leave and get busy first."

"All right."

"Don't work too hard," Maxwell warned, "Your health is the basis of everything."

"Got it," Florence said with a slight grin.

"May I inquire who is Ms. Scott?" A delivery guy was at the door with a bouquet when she returned to her seat.

"I am," Florence looked perplexed.

"Hello, Ms. Scott, Please sign for your flowers."

Florence's coworkers were taken aback when the delivery guy arrived with such a large bunch of flowers.

Someone playfully inquired, "Florence, your boyfriend sent them, right?"

Where was her boyfriend now that she and Alexander had split up?

Besides, she did not get any information from Alexander, and how could a guy send flowers to her without clues?

"Who sent it?" Florence asked the delivery guy.

"It's from a sir surnamed Hudson."

Hudson?

Thomas Hudson?

On the flowers, there was a card.

It read: You are my stars and my missing rib. Florence opened it and gazed at it.

It was somewhat disgusting.

"Excuse me, please return this bunch of flowers to him," Florence said as she put back the card.

Thomas seemed to be everywhere. He used to send flowers to the hospital, now he sent them to her company.

"Is he pursuing you, Florence?" Her colleague enquired. "Such lovely flowers, what a waste if you don’t take them. From these flowers, I can tell that dude is romantic."

"Ms. Scott, please take it," the delivery guy said. "If the flowers are returned, the client will complain about me, and I will be penalized for a day's wages or perhaps fired."

Working to earn a livelihood was not simple.

Florence signed the receipt with hesitation. "Florence, if you don't like it, you can use it to decorate the workplace, so it won't be wasted," her coworker joked.

"All right, please look after it for me." Both Maxwell and Katherine saw Florence handing the flowers to her coworker.

In her heart, Katherine scoffed, thinking Florence was a flirtatious woman.

Maxwell remained silent but was jealous of the guy who could openly pursue Florence.

Thomas delivered flowers to the firm directly, which had a negative impact on her. Florence walked up to the balcony and dialed Thomas’ number.

"Florrie, did you get the flowers?" Thomas said as soon as the phone was connected. "Do you like it?"

"Thomas, please don't do that again. What you've done will only disgust me." Florence was disgusted with him.

"I know I harmed you too much previously, Florrie. Until you forgive me, I'll send flowers to you every day."

Florence had a headache and felt as though it was useless to negotiate with him.

"Whatever, my workplace needs some décor, so it's not a terrible idea to use them for that."

Did he honestly believe she didn’t dare to receive the flowers?

After Florence finished speaking, she hung up the phone, and Katherine's voice sounded from behind her.

"What's the matter, Florence? You don't seem happy; did you quarrel with your boyfriend? I noticed it just now, such a huge bunch of flowers; your lover is so sweet; when are you going to bring him out to meet us?" Katherine smiled as she went up.

Florence seldom spoke with Katherine, but the latter suddenly asked to visit Florence's lover as if the two were old friends.

"It's not my boyfriend," she said. "I still have work to do," Florence said, avoiding further chat.

"All right, go on." When Florence turned around, the grin on Katherine's face vanished, and she gazed at Florence with a chilly glance.

Florence receiving flowers at the workplace immediately reached Alexander's ears.

"William, send a larger bunch of flowers to her," Alexander said, his countenance gloomy.