Chapter 1131 - 1140: Warmth in the Heart

Having designs on Carter Lockwood’s woman is a dead end.

"Mr. Lockwood, I was wrong." President Fitzgerald had no choice; he picked up his hand and slapped himself hard on the cheek a few times. The more he slapped, the faster the blood on his forehead flowed, quickly dripping onto the table.

Carter Lockwood acted as if he hadn’t seen and addressed the assistant behind President Fitzgerald, "Fill President Fitzgerald’s glass again."

"My Anna was immature and offended President Fitzgerald’s kindness, I have to drink with President Fitzgerald until he’s satisfied."

The phrase "my Anna" further confirmed his relationship with Anna Morgan.

President Fitzgerald’s heart raced upon hearing this, just wishing time could turn back, otherwise, he would never have let Director Lowell bring Anna Morgan to dinner.

"Mr. Lockwood, I really was wrong."

"Drink up." Carter Lockwood said coldly.

Those two words, cold and distant, made President Fitzgerald close his eyes and lift his glass to drink.

If he didn’t drink to Carter Lockwood’s satisfaction tonight, his company would be wiped out by Carter Lockwood tomorrow.

Glass after glass was drank down, the burn making President Fitzgerald extremely uncomfortable, coupled with the wound on his forehead, really giving him a sense of living death.

Before long, Carter Lockwood’s phone rang, he stood up with the phone and walked away.

President Fitzgerald thought to himself, now he could be relieved.

Little did he know, Carter Lockwood stopped at the door and turned to instruct his assistant, "Make sure President Fitzgerald is satisfied."

"Yes, Mr. Lockwood."

The assistant saw Carter Lockwood out, while President Fitzgerald at the dining table heard Carter Lockwood’s words and directly rolled off his chair.

Carter Lockwood didn’t care and strode out with his phone.

After Anna Morgan left the private room, she received Carter Lockwood’s text, asking her to wait for him awhile in the hotel.

Anna Morgan sat down in the lobby, annoyed by President Fitzgerald’s words, so she took out her phone to look up recent news about The Morgan Family.

Previously, Mr. Monroe’s new affection was widely discussed in Solaria, but it had faded away in recent days.

Anna Morgan hadn’t checked, so she hadn’t seen it.

She saw the content on the news, remembered some disputes with Mr. Monroe, and thought about her perfect family, feeling especially upset.

Feeling down, she called Carter Lockwood.

"Are you coming down?"

Carter Lockwood had told her to wait, so he must be eating here too.

"Yeah!"

Carter Lockwood’s brief voice came through the phone, immediately reassuring Anna Morgan.

Soon, Carter Lockwood came down. Anna Morgan watched him stride over to her, eyes reddening, she quickly stood up and ran to him.

"Honey."

She softly called out, prompting Carter Lockwood to hold her tightly.

"What’s wrong?"

Clearly, Anna Morgan’s mood was not quite right.

"Let’s go to the car first."

Anna Morgan emerged from his embrace, turning her head to look around, worried that some reporter might be following them.

Carter Lockwood chuckled, "No reporters here."

When they arrived, he’d already had the area cleared of paparazzi.

"Oh."

"The car is in the underground parking lot, let’s go."

Carter Lockwood wrapped his arm around Anna Morgan and headed for the elevator. Anna Morgan nestled into his arms, a warm flow emanated from the depths of her heart.

She didn’t know why she felt particularly melancholic, couldn’t help but hold Carter Lockwood tighter and tighter.

After driving back, she also held Carter Lockwood tightly as soon as they got out of the car, and even inside the house, refusing to let go for even a half step.

Carter Lockwood sensed her attachment to him, pursed his lips, and allowed her to cling to him, slowly heading to the living room.

"What’s wrong?"

The two sat down, Carter Lockwood asked.