Flash Marriage: She becomes Mrs. CEO after the Failed Dowry Talk

Chapter 361: Playing Dumb

Louis Hayes thought: Even workaholics need to rest sometimes.

Then, he asked, "Do you need to rest nearby?"

Nearby meant going back to the hotel.

"Visit the hospital."

Leaving the company, everyone who saw this Eastern face would respectfully greet him: "Director Sinclair."

Jasper Sinclair walked with composure, occasionally nodding his head.

Louis Hayes followed by his side, passing through the revolving glass door and stepping into the dusk.

The driver downstairs was on standby 24 hours a day, had already opened the Maybach’s door in advance, and was ready to welcome its owner.

Subsequently, they headed to a private hospital. It happened to be the evening rush hour, and the traffic was severely congested.

The hospital lobby was high-profile and luxurious, making those unaware think they had entered a five-star hotel.

People coming and going all noticed Jasper Sinclair, the man’s demeanor was so enigmatic it was hard to ignore.

Louis Hayes shifted from walking beside him to leading the way in front.

Peach Bell was enjoying a rich soup in the hospital room and jumped off the bed when she saw Jasper Sinclair’s figure.

"Jasper Sinclair, why did it take you so long to visit me?"

Jasper Sinclair’s expression remained indifferent, "You’re a girl, don’t shout someone’s name loudly. It’s very impolite."

Hearing this, Peach Bell’s enthusiasm was immediately dampened, "Then can I call you Brother Jasper?"

Jasper Sinclair answered her bluntly, "No."

Louis Hayes mediated, "Miss Bell, you can address the boss as Mr. Sinclair."

"That doesn’t sound good either."

Peach Bell furrowed her brows, pressing her index finger to her chin as if seriously contemplating a more suitable title.

Jasper Sinclair interrupted her deliberation; after all, this wasn’t the point.

"Did you sneak out of the hotel alone yesterday?"

"No."

Next, Jasper Sinclair asked a few more questions, receiving answers like "No" or "I don’t know," which was almost maddening.

Louis Hayes glanced at the time and reminded, "Boss, we should get going."

Before leaving, Jasper Sinclair instructed the bodyguards to ensure Peach Bell’s personal safety. In case of any emergency, they should immediately contact the local SWAT team.

He and Louis Hayes headed to the airport, entered the terminal, then switched to a special vehicle to the tarmac.

The private jet and crew were ready, just waiting for the owner of the plane to give the order.

At that moment, Jasper Sinclair leisurely took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Nora, what are you doing?"

The entire crew held their breath, and the gossipers even lent their ears closer.

"Sorting customer information, attended a fragrance event today, met a lot of people, don’t know if there’s a chance to collaborate."

Nora Northwood’s voice was soft and gentle, reassuring just by listening.

Jasper Sinclair was going to fly for twenty hours next, and he wanted to hear Nora’s voice before the plane took off, though now he suddenly felt like seeing her.

The man thought so and thus acted upon it.

"I have to go to France for a global conference and won’t return to the country for a while. I’ve asked Uncle Kevin to arrange your itinerary. Let’s meet in Germany."

Nora Northwood on the other end of the line was thrown into chaos.

"Can I wait for you in Stanton City until you return?"

"No." The man’s response was straightforward and left no room for refusal.

"But..."

"I want you to be by my side, Nora."

With just one sentence, Nora Northwood was overwhelmed and agreed.