Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 540

It won't.

Margaret knew that after so many years, nothing could be undone. But …

"It might not, madam. But taking the blame for something that you haven't done will also not change a thing," Margaret insisted, looking at Brenda dissatisfied. "Do you think if Arwen were to come to know about it, she would believe it?"

They might not know how Arwen would react to everything.

But Margaret was very sure of one thing —Arwen would never believe that her Granna would do anything that would put her in danger. Because she actually would never.

"To you, Arwen had always been precious, madam. And you would never do anything that would put her in danger. Arwen knows this very well," Margaret said. Shaking her head, she added more confidently. "No matter what you say, she would never believe that it was you behind it."

Brenda listened to Margaret and didn't say anything to refute it.

Her lack of response like that only made Margaret sigh. She didn't continue any further.

Only when she stopped did Brenda say, "This must be the last box." Her eyes drifted to look at the box of chocolate Aiden had earlier placed on her bedside table. It still had two units left. "Given that it's almost finished, we don't have to worry."

Margaret's gaze darted to look at the box. Her brows furrowed, but she nodded to her, assuring, "Still, I will ask the doctors about it."

Brenda nodded, letting her eyes linger on the box for a second longer.

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Meanwhile, in Davies' Internationals —

Arwen sat behind her desk as she stared at the box of chocolate in front of her. Her gaze remained narrowed a little at it as if she was trying to decipher something that she couldn't quite understand.

Aiden seemed pretty normal in the morning when he brought her this box of chocolates. But then there seemed to be something different in his attitude that she couldn't quite place a finger on.

It was subtle, but she saw it clearly. The way his fingers were clenching on the frame of the box, he looked like he was trying to restrain some emotion inside —emotion that flares with a kind of fury.

But then what could make him so furious?

A simple box of chocolate?

She shook her head at the thought. It couldn't be.

She was thinking when a knock at the door snapped her out of her thoughts. Blinking, she gazed at the partially transparent glass door where Mia stood waiting for permission.

Nodding to her, she said, "Come in." And the secretary pushed the door open before stepping inside.

"Madam," Mia greeted politely, but there was a hesitation evident in her expression.

When Arwen noticed it, she asked, "What happened? Is everything fine?" Her gaze darted to look at her hand, which was holding a red invitation card. "What is that?"

Mia looked down at the invitation card, and the furrow between her brows deepened. "Ma'am, this …"