We Will Collide Someday by Scarlett Sanchez

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Chapter 114 To Steal Her Work

Terrence did not take it immediately, making Alexa a bit embarrassed. She wanted to take

her hand back.

However, Terrence suddenly grabbed her wrist and took a bite of the egg.

The medium well egg was tender. After Terrence took a bite, the yolk flowed out.

Terrence took the egg from Alexa, but Alexa’s fingertips were stained with the yolk.

He carefully wiped her hand with a handkerchief.

Alexa was so blushed that her mind went blank.

Finally, she muttered, “Do you like it?”

“I do.”

Terrence nodded and folded the handkerchief and put it back into his pocket.

“I’ll peel the egg for you, in case it stains your hand.”

Alexa nodded, looked down, and ate her breakfast.

The food was mediocre, but the vibe was great.

After they finished breakfast, Alexa rushed to the hospital.

“I’ll take you home first. Leave it to me,” Terrence said, holding her hand.

“You can go back to your work. I’m not tired. Besides, I want to spend more time with

Rebekah,” Alexa said energetically.

Before Terrence could say anything, a bodyguard came forward and reported to him.

“Mr. Ramsey, Ms. Walton went to Duckdale Villa and said she wanted to see you.”

Alexa pulled her hand back, still wearing a faint smile.

“Go ahead. I will be looking after Rebekah.”

With that, Alexa left without looking back.

As long as it had something to do with Brynlee, Alexa would never hesitate.

Alexa knew that Brynlee meant a lot to Terrence.

If Brynlee was upset, Alexa would be the one to blame.

Terrence got in the car and left his expression freezing.

Meanwhile, Brynlee was making a fuss in the Duckdale Villa.

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“Have you found Terrence’s whereabouts? Why are you so slow? Or are you bullying me

because Terrence and I are not married yet?” Brynlee asked gloomily.

Mina stood by the side calmly.

“Ms. Walton, this is not a place where you can throw a tantrum.”

“Throw a tantrum? Who are you to point a finger at me? How dare you talk to me like

that!” Brynlee

shouted.

As Brynlee was getting more agitated, the butler signaled Mina to stop.

“Ms. Walton, we have called Mr. Ramsey as you requested. Please wait a moment.”

“Now you are talking.”

Brynlee snorted arrogantly. She suddenly got up and walked upstairs.

“Ms. Walton, you are not allowed to go up!” Mina stepped forward to stop her.

Alexa had said that she kept important things in her room. When Alexa was not around,

Mina did not even allow the maids to go in and clean it.

“I am Terrence’s fiancée. What is there that I can’t see!”

Brynlee screamed arrogantly, pushed Mina away, and rushed upstairs.

Alexa’s room was very neat. The only thing that stood out was the neatly stacked

drawings on the

table.

Brynlee grabbed one. When she saw the jewelry design drawing, Brynlee squinted

suspiciously.

Alexa was doing design?

Having worked in the fashion industry for so many years, Brynlee recognized the value of

these designs at a glance. So, she took photos of these manuscripts and sent them to a

designer.

By the time Terrence returned, Brynlee had finished. She was sitting gracefully on the

sofa.

“Terrence, you seem to be very busy these days. You haven’t come back for a long time.”

Mina stood by the side and turned away in disdain.

Despite being charming, Brynlee was the most vicious woman that Mina had seen.

Mina saw what the woman had done in Alexa’s room!

“There is a lot to handle in the company. I will spend more time with you when I get these

things

done.” Terrence wrapped his arm around her waist coolly.

“I asked you so many times that you should let me help you out. But you always refused

me,” Brynlee said coquettishly.

“You don’t have to. I’m fine on my own.”

“That’s great. Since you have time today, let me cook for you.” Brynlee wrapped her arm

around his

neck.

“As you wish.”

Terrence’s tone was flat. Although he wore a gentle smile, his eyes were cold.

Getting his approval, Brynlee ran to the kitchen.

Terrence reclined on the sofa exhaustedly and rubbed his eyebrows.

Mina stammered as she prepared to tell him everything that had happened just now.

However, Terrence opened his mouth.

“Mina, I don’t want others to know about what happened today,” Terrence said coldly.

He meant his parents and Alexa.

Mina broke out in a cold sweat when she looked into his eyes.

Terrence had never been so cold to them.

“No one will know it, sir.”

Terrence’s gaze softened, as he said meaningfully, “I trust you.”

After having dinner with Brynlee, Terrence went to the hospital.

Alexa was helping Rebekah have dinner. Looking at the table, Terrence saw that Alexa had

not touched her food at all.

“Are you finished? Have you had anything?” Alexa asked cheerfully.

“Yeah.”

Terrence took the bowl and spoon from Alexa.

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“Morn, are you feeling better?”

“With so many doctors taking care of me, how can I not get better? You should be more

concerned about Alexa.” Rebekah tried to teach Terrence how to be a good husband.

Alexa didn’t expect Rebekah to say

that.

“Rebekah, I…”

Before Alexa could finish, Terrence came forward, grabbed her hand, and led her to the

table.

“Thank you.”

“Don’t…”

Alexa flustered, her cheeks turning red.

After Terrence took out the food for her, Alexa started eating while scrolling on her phone.

Her favorite designer, Amanda Wilson, posted new designs on Twitter. Alexa clicked the

page.

Her smile froze when Alexa saw the drawings.

She got up and almost dropped her phone.

This was impossible.

How could Amanda’s works be so similar to hers?

“What’s wrong?” Terrence asked.

“Nothing…” Alexa said absent-mindedly and then rushed away.

Terrence followed her and saw her squatting in the corridor and looking defeated.

“What happened?” Terrence asked softly.

“You might not believe it, but someone stole my designs,” Alexa said gloomily.

“Who is it?”

Terrence got much more serious, although his tone was still gentle.

“It’s a famous designer, but I have no evidence to prove it.”

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