Love's Perfect Match

Chapter 362 Humiliation

Things were getting worse at the company by the day. Elspeth didn’t dare to waste any more time, so she fished

out her phone and dialed the number she was most familiar with.

The call was soon connected.

“Hello. What’s the matter?”

A cold and distant voice was heard from the other end of the line.

“I need you to help me with something—”

Before Elspeth could finish her words, the man cut her off dispassionately. “No.”

She knew that would be the kind of reply she’d get, but she still couldn’t help feeling hurt.

“I—”

“Callum, guess what I’ve bought you for lunch. That’s right! It’s your favorite braised beef ribs. Give it a taste.”

The woman’s voice over the phone was piercing.

Without making a guess, Elspeth knew that the woman must be Callum’s fiancée, Jasmine McGrath.

“If there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up now.”

Before Elspeth could say more, the call ended. The disconnected tone reminded her that she was no longer in any

place to contact him.

Her employees were suddenly heard arguing outside the room, so she kept her phone. She knew that she couldn’t

sit back and wait for the company’s demise.

Even if the chance was slim, she had to give it a try.

Since Callum wasn’t willing to talk to her over the phone, she decided to head to his company.

When she arrived at the Winthrop Group, she politely said to the receptionist, “I’d like to see your president.”

She was wearing sunglasses. Apart from her friends and relatives, others wouldn’t recognize her at first glance.

The receptionist had seen Elspeth before. When she realized it was indeed Elspeth, she was surprised, but she was

a professional receptionist, after all. As such, she asked with a smile, “Do you have an appointment with the

president?”

There was a conflicted expression on Elspeth’s face. After a pause, she took out her phone and showed the

receptionist the call log, which proved that she had contacted Callum one hour ago. “The thing is, he told me to

come looking for him. We only talked about it over the phone, so there’s no record.”

She had no qualms about lying to the receptionist, who readily believed her, for that was indeed Callum’s personal

number. Someone who had the president’s personal number must be a big shot.

For this reason, the receptionist became more polite.

Elspeth summoned her courage and asked, “Can I go looking for him now?”

The receptionist didn’t stop her as she pointed in a particular direction. “That way, miss. The president’s office is on

the 18th floor.”

Elspeth adjusted her sunglasses and replied with a smile, “Thanks.”

After walking away from the reception counter, she entered the elevator and pressed the button.

The elevator stopped at the tenth floor, after which a six-foot-tall man entered.

This tall and thin man was pretty good-looking. When Elspeth met his eyes, she could tell that he was awed by her

beauty.

However, she didn’t react in any way. Although the man before her eyes was handsome, she was used to being

surrounded by gorgeous men. Callum, Gilbert, and Frank were all charming men, after all.

As such, she was immune to the man in front of her.

The man flashed a smile at her and said softly, “I find you familiar, love.”

Did he just call me love when it’s his first time seeing me? Doesn’t he find it tacky?

Elspeth frowned as a hint of displeasure flashed across her face.

“Stop calling me that. I don’t know you.”

When the man heard her voice, he could finally confirm her identity.

“Should I call you Miss Lynwood, then?”

Elspeth was startled when she heard the man calling out to her by her last name without hesitation.

“You know me?”

The man rubbed his chin and said meditatively, “Why wouldn’t I know you? I’ve listened to every song you’ve

released and watched every drama you’ve starred in. I’m your biggest fan.”

Did he just say he’s my biggest fan?

Elspeth felt the corner of her mouth twitching, thinking that the man was slightly strange.

“However, I saw from the news that you were dead some time ago. I thought it was real, so I was sorrowful.”

Elspeth’s expression darkened. “Well, you can still regard me as dead.”

The man guffawed. “You’re so hilarious. I guess I’ll continue to be your fan.”

Elspeth didn’t want to stay in the same space with this man any longer.

Finally, the elevator stopped on the 18th floor.

“Oh, I forgot to press the button because my attention was all on you.”

When the man realized it was the 18th floor, he was doubtful. “Are you looking for Mr. Winthrop?”

“Alright. It has nothing to do with you. Bye.”

Elspeth then sprinted out of the elevator.

When the man saw her running away, his lips curved into a smile.

…

The moment Elspeth arrived at the president’s office, she realized Callum wasn’t around.

She had been to his office before. The decorations remained unchanged, but the photo of them on the table had

been taken away.

Then, she sat down on the couch and got some rest. As far as she was concerned, Callum was supposed to be

having lunch at this hour.

The man was a fast eater, so he would probably return in ten minutes.

Just as she expected, Callum stepped into the office at 12.30PM. However, he wasn’t alone. Jasmine also shuffled

into the place as she hooked her arm around the man’s.

Just like her name, Jasmine was beautiful and gentle-looking.

Nevertheless, the instant she registered Elspeth’s presence, her face contorted.

“Why are you here?”

Elspeth politely nodded at her and tried to keep a straight face. “I’m here to talk to Mr. Winthrop.”

She tried to keep a distance from Callum by calling him by his last name. Otherwise, Callum would’ve told her to get

lost.

An unfazed Callum replied impassively, “I told you I wouldn’t lend you a hand.”

Jasmine forced a smile just then. The way Callum treated Elspeth coldly made her feel slightly relieved.

“Elspeth, I’m glad that you’re still alive.”

In truth, she already knew that Elspeth was still alive. After all, she wouldn’t have gotten together with Callum if not

for Elspeth.

“Thanks for your concern, Miss McGrath. There are some issues I’d like to discuss with Mr. Winthrop.”

Jasmine walked over with a smile and took Elspeth’s hands before whispering, “Why don’t you tell me about it?”

In the past, Elspeth wouldn’t have exposed her weaknesses to a woman who tried to mock her. However, she didn’t

have a choice now, so she could only hold her fury in.

“My company is facing a problem, so I’d like to seek Mr. Winthrop’s help.”

Callum arched his brow. There was a tinge of displeasure in his voice as he uttered, “I’m not going to repeat the

same thing for the third time.”

Jasmine said coquettishly, “Callum, she’s the woman you used to love before, so you shouldn’t be so indifferent.

Can you treat her a little nicer?”

All the women in Damoria were envious of how Callum used to treat Elspeth well.

Although it remained a thorn in Jasmine’s heart, she wouldn’t mind plucking it and hurting someone else with it.

“There’s no need for that, for I don’t want to see her anymore.” Fury appeared on Callum’s face as his gaze

darkened. The temperature around him seemed to have dropped by a few degrees.