Chapter 303: Chapter 302 Falling Ill
Oliver Rubio’s eternally gentle face showed a slight struggle. He shook his head and said to Daisy Ginger, "Director Ginger, I’ll stay with you until the end."
The Ginger Group was at its most difficult time. If he were to abandon Daisy now, he would be worse than a beast.
Daisy looked at him, then turned her head to gaze out the window.
She said lightly, "I originally planned that if I really couldn’t hold on to my mother’s company, I would just jump out from here."
Oliver couldn’t help but say, "Director Ginger!"
Daisy smiled and continued, "Now I feel that for you, I should hold on a bit longer."
Maybe there’s still some turnaround.
Although Daisy was well aware that given the current state of the cash flow, rescuing the situation seemed impossible.
In another six months, after she had sold all her shares, the company would have nothing to do with her anymore.
By then, it could be acquired by others and renamed.
That’s entirely possible.
Daisy stretched her arms and then said to Oliver, "I haven’t eaten yet. Can you help me buy some late-night snacks?"
Seeing her relaxed expression, Oliver also slightly eased his heart and nodded at Daisy, "Hmm. What would you like? There’s still a noodle shop open downstairs."
"Braised beef noodles. No spice." Daisy extinguished her cigarette and smiled at Oliver, "Sorry to trouble you."
Oliver agreed and went out the door.
The smile that had appeared on Daisy’s face gradually faded away.
She turned her head and stood in front of the large window, looking at the night scene outside.
Banyan City was dazzling.
In the best location, the office building of the Ginger Group was built. With the reform and opening, Banyan City was flourishing, and this building almost witnessed the city’s growth.
Whether this office building was once called Lesser Group or Ginger Group, as the one taking over the company, Daisy must be proud of it.
To Edward Stephens, her company might be as small as an ant, but to her, it was indeed priceless.
And she had squandered her treasure.
Daisy gently closed her eyes and felt heartache.
*
After several sleepless weeks, Daisy fell ill.
She had a nosebleed in the office, and when Oliver walked in and found her unconscious, she had already developed a high fever. The blood had stained the pile of unread contracts under her.
Daisy was quickly taken to the hospital’s emergency room for cooling.
In a daze, she felt someone walk to her side, gently straighten her quilt, and caress her cheek.
She smelled a familiar and gentle fragrance. When she opened her eyes, she saw Alice Lesser sitting beside her.
She still looked young, her features delicate and striking, her black hair as soft as silk, watching her gently.
Seeing her, Daisy burst into tears.
She felt like she turned back into a seven or eight-year-old child, with small hands and feet, throwing herself into Alice’s arms, crying loudly.
Alice hugged her, the scent on her body was one of memory, a fragrance that was both heartbreaking and nostalgic.
"Mom, mom, mom..."
She called out this name that hadn’t been answered for eight years, her whole body trembling with excitement.
"Are you well now?" She looked up at her, asking hopefully, "Can you stay with me from now on? I’m sorry, I didn’t protect the company you left me, I’m really sorry..."
Alice didn’t speak, she just held her quietly for a while. She looked at her with eyes full of gentleness and guilt.