Second Chance: Marrying into Wealth Chapter 91

I didn't expect Paula to ask about me.

I thought for a moment, "Maybe I'll travel, relax a bit, and then find a job, but I'm not sure. You know, I haven't had a proper job since I graduated. Even if I look for a job, the company might not want to hire me."

Although I have all the degrees and certificates, finding a job nowadays requires work experience.

If I had just graduated, it might be easier.

But unfortunately, I've been out of school for two years.

Paula grabbed my hand, "Melinda, how can you leave me and go traveling alone? We said we would go to many places together. You wouldn't go without me, would you? You have to keep your promise and wait for me to finish this busy period, then go with me."

Of course, I remembered.

I originally thought that I could visit those places with Paula later.

After all, the world is so big, I can't see it all at once.

But I understood that Paula was actually worried about me traveling alone at this time. After experiencing such betrayal and scheming, at first, hatred might have kept me going, but once things were resolved, without that hatred, I might feel empty and fall into a worse state!

I wanted to say that I was fine and wouldn't dwell on these things too much.

Paula couldn't help but suggest, "How can you say you have no experience? First of all, you and Mr. Collins have the same major. If Mr. Collins can do it after graduation, so can you. And your investment skills are undeniable. You've made so much money from investments. Do I have to point it out and make people envious?

You've invested in several projects with high returns. That's the best resume you could have."

She really had confidence in me.

She praised me so much that I felt a bit embarrassed, as if I were really that capable.

"I wasn't just investing randomly, it was just luck!" I said, a bit embarrassed.

Paula disagreed and turned to ask Christopher, "Mr. Collins, someone like Melinda, who almost always makes money from investments, can't just be lucky, right? It should count as skill, shouldn't it? Would your company be willing to hire someone like Melinda?"

Christopher seriously considered Paula's question before answering.

Even though he was dressed casually today, once he got serious and started thinking, his whole aura changed. He became an authoritative figure, impossible to ignore.

"Don't underestimate yourself. If you need, you can come to me." Christopher spoke sparingly.

But every word he said carried a lot of weight.

I blushed, thinking he looked so handsome like that, and smiled a bit foolishly, "Thank you, I will."

Paula looked at me, then at Christopher, and said something surprising, "Mr. Collins, you're so great. How come I've never heard anything about your girlfriend? Are you hiding a relationship that well?"

I was shocked.

Paula must be drunk and talking nonsense. I tugged at her arm, "Don't ask such things."

Christopher actually answered, "I'm single."

Paula and I instinctively looked at each other and asked in unison, "No way? Do you have an unrequited love?"

As soon as I said that, and in unison with Paula, I wanted to slap myself. It was like admitting that I had gossiped about Christopher with Paula.

Sure enough, Christopher raised an eyebrow and gave me a meaningful look, "Melinda said that about me? Well, it's not entirely wrong. I do have someone I like, but she doesn't like me."

I knew it, he knew I had gossiped about him.

But, huh? What did he say? He really has an unrequited love.

I felt a bit downhearted.

Someone as excellent as him also has someone who doesn't like him. It turns out, unrequited love is a common part of life.

Paula, however, was even bolder.

She curiously asked, "Mr. Collins, you're so outstanding. In school, you were almost every girl's first choice for a husband. Who is this girl who doesn't like you? And all these years, you haven't..."

Paula was about to say that Christopher was still a virgin.

Fortunately, she regained her senses in time.

Of course, because I knew Paula well, I knew what she was about to say. I pinched her hard to stop her from saying it, and she changed her words, "You haven't been blinded by love, have you?"

That was almost like an insult.

Although, I was once blinded by love myself.

The outcome wasn't great.

In a relationship, if both people are blinded by love, it's easier. Otherwise, both should be clear-headed.

If only one person is blinded by love, that person relies on their partner being kind. Otherwise, the outcome won't be good.

I'm the best example.

Christopher raised an eyebrow, not angry, and asked, "Is there a problem?"

Paula's eyes widened. Christopher, the boss of Summit Innovations Group, being blinded by love would cause quite a stir if it got out.

"No, as long as it's happening to you, Mr. Collins, there won't be a problem." Paula waved her hand firmly.

Christopher smiled, raised his glass to Paula, and drank it all.

The alcohol slid down his throat, his Adam's apple moving sensually.

And after drinking, his face lost its coldness and gained a lazy charm, giving him a different kind of allure.

On a normal day, I wouldn't dare to look at him so openly, let alone admire him and mentally critique him.

But I seemed a bit drunk and found myself staring at him, propping my chin up.

Christopher turned his head, his deep and somewhat hazy eyes glanced at me, "There is a problem, otherwise I wouldn't still be single."

Paula, however, comforted him, "Mr. Collins, don't worry. Someone as excellent as you, unless the person you like is a man who happens to like women, your other half is definitely waiting for you.

Maybe soon, you'll clear up any misunderstandings and truly be together."

Christopher genuinely laughed this time, his cold eyes now hazy and captivating, "Thank you for your blessing."

Watching him, I couldn't help but smile along and raised my glass to toast him, "Bless you!"

And then,

Then I don't remember.

Because I was really drunk.

When I woke up, I was in the guest room of Christopher's house.

Paula was next to me, propping her head up and watching me sleep, almost scaring me.

"Paula, why are you here? No, why am I here? Oh no, where is this place, and why are we here?"

I had just woken up, my head still a bit foggy, so my questions were a bit jumbled.

Paula flicked my forehead, making me wince in pain.

"Feeling more awake now? We're at Mr. Collins' house, you know, the one across from your place." Paula pointed towards the window.