Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 125

"According to my eyes, Rhys likes you. Well, last time, you helped me out, so that I did not lose anything, I always want to thank you for it."

"Reece, it is okay, there's no need to worry about it." Belle smiled and said humbly, "I wonder what you are doing now."

Belle asked tentatively, looking at his face. Reece is a person who knows about cars and loves cars, he has a lot of experience, if he can be invited back to Harvey Corp, this is undoubtedly a great helper to Harvey Corp.

Many years later, Rhys lamented that the company had missed out on two talents, one being Belle and the other being Reece.

"Now I am old now and I don't want to go out to work." He replied with a relaxed face, but Belle still saw the despondency on his face, and with a faint smile, she asked, "Reece, I want your favor."

"My favor?" Reece unconsciously glanced at the gifts she had brought over, those were all expensive, his heart had long guessed something. He was fond of Belle, so he was willing to help her.

"Okay, but I have no money or power, I don't know what I can do to help you, but I'll do my best. It's an honour for me to help you." He spoke gently and modestly.

"Reece, don’t be modest, you can help me. It is about cars, and I know you have experience in cars, you are a talent, and I hope you can use your wisdom and ambition to do something great and make a breakthrough in the field of cars." Belle spoke clearly and eloquently.

Seeing his eyelids twitching, she continued, "Reece, I came to ask you to be the production consultant of Harvey Corp's Auto City. Now Harvey Corp has a large number of luxury car orders that need to be produced urgently, but some technical aspects are still immature, I hope to get your guidance."

Belle was full of sincerity and very sincere.

"Reece, Morris is really very sincere, she just got off the plane and asked me to make an appointment with you, and she's still running a fever." Monica was explaining from the side.

"Belle, are you sick now?" When Reece heard that Belle was unexpectedly sick, he asked with great concern, "It's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that I'm in America now, it's a bit unrealistic for me to go back to A City, and my family is all in America."

"I know that, so I just want to ask you to be the consultant of Harvey Corp in A City, only ask you to come back to A City for two months a year. In the rest of the time, you can stay in Harvey’s Auto City in Los Angeles, and the salary is definitely better than Atkinson Corp. If you have any other requirements, let me know. You know that Harvey Corp does not only produce luxury cars, and the president Mr. Harvey is a very shrewd and capable person who treasures talents like you, and as long as you can agree, he will meet all your requests." Belle added, “You don’t need to give me the answer now, you can talk to your wife first, for it is about your work. Give me a call when you decided. I'm sure you'll want to take your experience and insight into cars to the next level and create something in your lifetime. "

Reece was silent.

Soon, the group got back to talking about the world's car trends today and some insights, and after a while , Reece got up to say goodbye.

Belle gave a wink towards Monica, who understood and immediately gave him the gift on the table, which he accepted humbly.

Belle was relaxed, and she followed suit, just as she was about to speak, a violent spinning attack hit her, her eyes were full of darkness. Feeling the whole restaurant was spinning, she was unsteady on her feet and fell down softly.

"Someone's fainted." There was a moment of chaos in the restaurant as some people shouted and others shouted for an ambulance.

Monica was dumbfounded, and so was Reece.

In the ward, Monica was worried. Belle's cheeks were red, she had a high fever and was unconscious. Several hours had passed and she hadn't opened her eyes yet.

Monica rubbed her hands together as she walked around the room, anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

What to do? After walking around, she finally picked up her phone and dialed a number.

At first, no one answered the phone, and only after Monica dialed several times did she hear Calvin's sleepy voice. He seemed to be discontented, but Monica couldn't care less and, after picking up the phone, said eagerly, "Mr. Harvey, there is an urgent matter about Miss Morris, I must report it to you."

Belle? What could be so urgent about her?

Calvin's face immediately appeared in front of him and his heart immediately lifted. It was in the middle of the night, what had happened to her at this late hour? A sense of foreboding suddenly rose up and his sleepiness faded away.

"What's wrong with her?" He asked in a hushed voice.

"Mr. Harvey, Miss Morris fainted today, and is now in the hospital in America, unconscious." Monica said anxiously, with a crying voice.

"What? She fainted?" Calvin sat up in shock, steadied his mind and asked in a deep voice, "What is going on?"

"Mr. Harvey, Miss Morris is now in the hospital in Los Angeles, and collapsed this afternoon." Monica said anxiously, giving another detailed account of what had happened.

When did she go to America? He didn't even know about it. She didn't even tell him about it.

"Hurry up and have the doctor keep an eye on her, send me the exact address, I'll be right over." He growled lowly, dressed and climbed up, hastily dialing Aron's phone, "Aron, get a private jet immediately, rush to Los Angeles immediately."

The plane weaved through the clouds, Calvin sat in the cabin, his gaze sunken and sharp, his face tired, a few strands of hair scattered down his forehead. He had left in such a hurry that he couldn't even care about decency.

Aron sat opposite him, calm and aloof, with a witty light in his eyes, and after a moment, he said in a deep voice, "Mr. Harvey, the night before last, Miss Morris followed Martin to a teahouse."

Martin!

The light in Calvin's eyes jumped and a chill flickered.

"What were they doing out there?" he asked calmly, his eyes looking up at the clouds.

"They just talked for an hour or so. "Aron was honest.

"Got it. " Calvin spoke indifferently, "You continue to keep an eye on Martin, perhaps everything will soon come to light."

There was a cold smile on his face and the light in his eyes was elusive.

Aron nodded, his face grave.

Belle had a really deep sleep that she completely forgot everything, it seemed like a long time since she had rested like this. This deep sleep made her feel much more restored, and when she woke up, she realised that it was already noon the next day.

She was surprised to find herself in a hospital, what was going on?

After looking up and around, she found that there was no one there. After a long time, she finally recalled that she had fainted in the restaurant.

What's this about? It's just a cold. Is it so serious at such a young age?

When she got up, her head no longer hurt, but she felt sore and weak, her mouth was dry and bitter.

Pouring a glass of boiling water and holding it in her hand, she looked up to see her face pale and slightly haggard in the mirror!

She vaguely remembered, last night in the restaurant, Reece would agree to her requirement.

But she fainted. What a shame!

The doorbell rang and she whipped her head around.

His mouth opened wide in shock and she looked at him as if in disbelief.

Calvin walked in, his handsome face tired, a casual white turtleneck jumper that set off his face beautifully, underneath a pair of dark blue jeans with snow-white sneakers.

How did he get here?

Belle just stared at him, forgetting to speak. It had been several days since she had seen him.

He came in with his lunchbox in his hand, glanced at her lightly, a complex and incomprehensible light swept through his eyes, and then he asked softly.

"Are you hungry? Come on, eat something first."

Belle was finally awake, with mixed feelings twisting in her heart. She silently drank up the water, lowered her head, and did not say a word.