Contract Marriage: Abusive Love with Mr.CEO-Chapter 600 - 313: Marriage Registration Successful 5_2

Chapter 600: Chapter 313: Marriage Registration Successful 5_2

Unfortunately, back then she didn’t bother to analyze these details closely, nor did she connect Chester with being the secret owner of "QCS".

No wonder Manager Smith was so protective of her, no matter what mistakes she made at "QCS", Manager Smith would always shield her...

It turns out, it was all because Chester was the secret owner of "QCS"!

But...

If Chester was the secret owner of "QCS", then when she was thrust into the spotlight at the "QCS" headquarters by Director Lynn to hold a press conference, the "Assistant Antony" who came to help her out of the crisis in the capacity of the assistant to the secret owner of "QCS" was actually Chester’s person.

In other words, the person who rescued her that day and helped her quell the negative news was Chester, not Howard...

Why would it be Chester?

The person who promised to save her that day was Howard, and she also asked Assistant Antony, who said his boss was acting on someone’s request...

So she naturally believed the person who requested the secret owner of "QCS" to help her was Howard, after all, it wasn’t surprising that Howard and the secret owner of "QCS" would be friends.

It’s just that, if the secret owner of "QCS" was Chester, it could only mean that Howard didn’t help her at all that day, the real person who helped her was Chester. Since Howard and Chester’s relationship had always been stiff, and Howard was with Alice at the time, Howard would absolutely not request Chester to help her, not to mention Howard’s arrogance.

No...

She must go and ask Chester clearly, she couldn’t remain in such confusion and ignorance.

Adjusting her mood, Rebecca Quentin tried to maintain her calm, saying, "Uncle Paul, could you stop the car on the side of the road for a moment?"

"Okay."

The driver pulled the car over to the side of the road.

Rebecca Quentin hugged her documents, got out of the car, then found a public phone to urgently dial Chester’s number.

Chester’s phone quickly got through, and Chester’s gentle voice came through her ear.

"Becca."

"Doctor Robinson, I’m sorry, I accidentally saw the document you asked me to take..."

Chester went silent on the other side.

Rebecca Quentin’s voice became more anxious, "I promise I didn’t intentionally look at the contents of your document, but I inadvertently saw a piece of information about ’QCS’... I just want you to tell me personally, are you really the secret owner of ’QCS’?"

Chester continued to remain silent on the other end.

"Doctor Robinson, please tell me," Rebecca Quentin pleaded.

Chester finally admitted on the other end of the phone, "Yes."

Rebecca Quentin kept shaking her head, still finding it hard to accept this fact.

Chester hoarsely admitted, "Becca, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to deceive you."

Rebecca Quentin painfully asked, "So, from the day I joined ’QCS’, it was you arranging for Manager Smith to always take care of me?"

"Yes."

"Why did you help me this way?"

"Because at that time you were depressed from losing your child, I wanted to give you a job so that you could keep going... But I knew if I told you directly that the company was secretly controlled by me, you definitely wouldn’t accept my help, so I could only keep it from you."

"Then, that time at the headquarters press conference, was it you who instructed Assistant Antony to help me?"

"Yes."

"But I asked Assistant Antony, and he told me his boss was acting on someone’s request, was someone asking you to..." Even at this moment, Rebecca Quentin still wanted to relate this matter to Howard.

"No, I couldn’t stand seeing you being bullied by so many reporters, nor could I stand to see your reputation continue to be damaged, so I had Keith arrive at your side in time... I had Keith tell you it was on request because at that time I couldn’t come up with a good reason for you to believe the secret owner of ’QCS’ would help you, so I could only have Keith lie to you saying it was ’on someone’s request’."

The phone slipped from Rebecca Quentin’s fingers as they grew weaker.

"Becca, Becca..."

Chester’s voice called out from the phone.

Rebecca Quentin squatted down, her eyes turning dull and lifeless, staring blankly at the ground.

"Becca..."

Chester’s voice called out again.

At this moment, the driver rushed to her side and supported Rebecca Quentin nervously, "Miss Quentin, are you okay?"

Rebecca Quentin stared blankly at the driver, seeing his concerned look, she suddenly came back to her senses, taking several deep breaths and slowly straightening up again.

"Miss Quentin, you look quite unwell, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere, should I take you to the hospital?" The driver was very worried.

Rebecca Quentin forced a smile, "I’m fine, I was on the phone with a friend..."

"But..." The driver wanted to say something more, but Rebecca Quentin had already picked up the receiver again.

Rebecca Quentin placed the receiver to her ear, Chester’s still anxious voice coming from the phone, "Becca... Becca, are you still there?"

Rebecca Quentin took a deep breath, suppressing the pain in her heart, responding, "I am."

"Are you okay?"

"I’m fine."

"Becca, if you’re upset because I never told you about my identity, I apologize..."

Rebecca Quentin laughed bitterly, "You don’t need to apologize to me, it should be I who should thank you."

"You don’t sound well... how about we talk when I get to New York, okay?"

"No need, Doctor Robinson, no, Mr. Robinson... I’m fine, I just suddenly feel that all along I’ve been picturing the world too beautifully, too purely, and there are many things and many people I never truly understood, and those I thought I knew well, in fact, I don’t understand them at all..."

"No, Becca, I never had ill intentions towards you..."

Rebecca Quentin choked and cut off Chester’s words, "I’m sorry, Doctor Robinson, I don’t know if there are other identities you are hiding from me, but right now, I’m very scared, I feel like my world is so unfamiliar, and the people around me are just as unfamiliar... I’m afraid I won’t be able to answer your calls for a while, of course, I’ll have someone give you the files when you come to collect them."

"Becca..."

As Chester called out, Rebecca Quentin directly hung up the phone.

The driver stood beside Rebecca Quentin, watching helplessly as she looked lost and in despair.

"Miss Quentin, are you really okay?"

Rebecca Quentin shook her head blankly, taking slow, difficult steps back towards the car.