Right Person, Wrong Time

Chapter 1438 Roxanna's Sorrow

Roxanna wiped away the tears pooling in the corners of her eyes, readying herself to make a video call. However, the tears welled up again before they streamed uncontrollably down her face.

This time, she didn't put on a brave face. Instead, she sobbed softly like a neglected child.

Ring, ring!

Nicole's video call punctually came through.

Roxanna sat on the floor, her body curled into a ball, seemingly still reeling from her previous emotional upheaval.

However, Nicole seemed persistent and continued to call.

Eventually, Roxanna stirred and slowly lifted her head, wiping away her tears. After ensuring she looked composed, she answered the video call.

"Nicole, I was preoccupied with something else just now. Let's talk about work."

Roxanna forced a small smile onto her face. She didn't want to burden Nicole with her worries. This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

Nicole, with her keen eyes, quickly noticed Roxanna's slightly red eyes. Even though it was clear that Roxanna had just cried, she didn't seem inclined to share the reason behind her distress.

I'll just not mention it.

"It's about the investment that Londyn mentioned. What do you think?" Nicole asked. Even though she didn't really have anything crucial to discuss, she wanted to check on Roxanna.

"Well, I think it's a good idea. Having an additional investor will ease the financial strain on the base," Roxanna replied after a moment's thought.

"Moreover, Londyn has been at the center for a while now. We know her. I'm sure we can trust her," she added.

"Moreover, Londyn has been at the center for a while now. We know her. I'm sure we can trust her," she added.

It was just that she didn't expect Londyn to be the heiress of a big company. Londyn had never deliberately kept it hidden, but Roxanna, too, had never paid attention to such matters before.

"Alright, you can handle this matter. How about the recruitment of new talents? How's that progressing?"

Nicole nodded in satisfaction. It seemed that Roxanna had her own thoughts on this matter, which was good because Nicole wouldn't have to worry about work-related issues. However, when it came to matters of the heart…

I wonder how things are going for Chloe.

In the past ten minutes, she had shared her speculations with Chloe, who said she would handle this matter.

Nicole checked the time and figured that she would ask Chloe more about it since the latter would be back soon.

"It'll be complete in a couple of days. Then, we can start reviewing the actual abilities and select suitable candidates to send to you."

Roxanna pondered the question, calculated the timeline, and finally responded.

"Okay. That's all from me. Take care of yourself, Roxanna. Chloe will be back soon."

Nicole nodded. Even as she looked at Roxanna with a reluctant gaze, she eventually hung up the phone.

She knew Roxanna wouldn't be able to hold herself back anymore if she didn't end the call.

As soon as the call ended, Roxanna's tears flowed freely again as though they had a mind of their own.

Roxanna placed her phone on the bedside table and returned to her initial posture, allowing herself to grieve for the night. Starting tomorrow, she would fully focus on her work.

Nicole, on the other hand, sighed as she looked at her phone. At that moment, there was movement at the door. She knew that Chloe had returned.

"I'll have a chat with Isaac in a little while under the guise of our cooperation. It's a good opportunity."

As Chloe walked in and saw the look on Nicole's face, she immediately knew that Roxanna wasn't in a good state. She continued,

"That way, we can also figure out what happened between them."

Nicole nodded upon hearing that. There was no other way. In this situation, Roxanna wouldn't share her worries with them to avoid causing them any concern.

Chloe patted Nicole's arm. She brought back their dinner—pizza—which Nicole had been craving.

She had promised Nicole that she would bring her pizza today.

"I'm really worried about Roxanna," Nicole sighed in helplessness.