Chapter 368 – Second Chance Love of the Missing Groom Novel

James was left speechless-how could she be so difficult, even glaring at Diarmuid like that?

Flashing an apologetic smile at Diarmuid, he quickly said, “She didn’t mean it. Maybe she’s just confused why the wedding was called off, so…”

“That’s enough.” Diarmuid said, but he did not take offense-he naturally could see that Erin was mad for Abigail’s sake.

In fact, even though she was slightly afraid of him, he appreciated her sincerity in getting upset for Abigail’s sake.

“Back to business. Have you found anything?”

“No one had been in touch with Robin Lynd…” James replied. “Maybe she planned it all herself?”

“Are you telling me that she called in all those journalists by herself? That she has the influence to seize headlines?” Diarmuid leveled him a cool look. “It’s clearly planned, and I have a hunch that she would have died even if Ricky did not push her by accident.”

James became silent-it had not been a couple hours, but news of Robin’s death at Globe Tower already spread like wildfire, and he could not snuff it out soon enough.

“Keep an eye on the news,” Diarmuid said then.

He was not afraid of the coverage-he was just worried that Abigail and Ricky would be dragged into it.

After all, they were both there when Robin died, and there were cameras everywhere inside that building.

“Are you sure that any footage they have was deleted?”

“Yes, I’m sure,” James replied-the instant he arrived, he moved to security and had Abigail as well as Ricky’s presence erased.

“Good. You can go back to work now,” Diarmuid waved him off.

James headed out of the door, only to find Harvey in the walkway.

“What are you doing here?” James snapped in annoyance.

“I’m looking for Diarmuid.” Harvey snorted and headed in Diarmuid’s office, not forgetting to knock into James as he passed him by. He opened the door without knocking, grinning smugly as he barked, “Diarmuid Althoff! I heard your wedding was called off!”

Even before Diarmuid could respond, Harvey continued, “Well, I guess calling it off does make sense… It would be a jinx to keep it going with someone dying at your wedding venue.”

He planted himself on the couch, sitting crossed-legged and acting like he belonged there.

“By the way, have you seen the news? They’re all saying that she was your lover, and that she committed suicide when she found out about your wedding. Tut, tut… What is that if not slander?”

Despite his taunting, Diarmuid remained nonchalant as he sat behind his desk, though there was an undertone of contempt in his relaxed attitude. “Say them, or say you?”

“Now, now, I never said a word. It’s all them.” Harvey threw up his hands innocently.

“Sure, you never said a word. You just played puppeteer behind the scenes.”

Diarmuid appeared even more relaxed then. “But even if I have to postpone my wedding, what did I lose, specifically? Abigail is still with me, and everything I bought is still mine.”

The throughout of his losses left Harvey gritting his teeth with spite and his cheek was twitching uncontrollably!

After all, he did not just lose human resources due to Diarmuid’s poaching-he had lost businesses as well, because his partners and executives took it with them when they left!

The worst of it was that two among those who left had been his close confidants, and not only did they turn on him, but they had also leaked all sorts of secrets.

Naturally, all Harvey felt was spite right then-he could not smile when his company was on the verge of bankruptcy!

“You messed with me first!”

Diarmuid sneered. “Are you sure about that?”

“Don’t think you will get off scot-free if I lose everything!” Harvey growled, and whipped out his phone to send Diarmuid an email with a short clip recorded from a security camera attached.

“Take a good look at that,” he said, rising to his feet. “I was just trying to goad her into killing herself at your wedding so that it’d dampen the mood even if you persisted, but to think someone would give me such juicy leverage instead. Don’t you think I should utilize it as well as I can?”

He was brimming with confidence, and it left Diarmuid narrowing his eyes.

He clicked on the email and watched the footage, and saw that it was a high definition video of Abigail wrestling with Robin before Ricky showed up and pulled Robin away from Abigail before pushing her twice.

The video told the entire story and Harvey has a stranglehold on this definitive evidence!

Even if Harvey was responsible, it was going to be troublesome once Harvey leaked this video-the evidence was solid, and it would be very difficult to save Ricky!

Glowering, Diarmuid called James, who soon arrived.

After he showed James the video, he growled, “Didn’t you tell me you deleted all footage of Abigail being in the building? N

There was anger in his voice, but it was justified – Abigail would be dragged into the mess if the video ever got out, because news of Robin’s death had already spread like wildfire and the public was trying to guess what happened.

Moreover, most of them knew that Diarmuid’s wedding was tomorrow, and that Abigail was going to be the bride. If they knew that Abigail was there, they would all believe the lovers’ quarrel theory that was now trending online.

In fact, since it was Ricky who did it, him being Abigail’s sibling would only make things worse!

There was no doubt that Abigail would be caught in the eye of the storm!

James, however, was certain that all footage was deleted. And since the clip showed the entire story, it could only mean that a copy was saved before it was deleted.

“Harvey planned this. He must have been keeping an eye on everything and kept a copy right away after it happened. I was a step behind.”

Diarmuid had calmed down just then-one way or another, they could not allow the video to get out!

“Find a way to hack all his digital equipment. I want it deleted!”

“Yes, sir! I’ll get our techies on it right away!” James told Diarmuid before hurrying out of his office.

Back at the hilltop mansion, Lulu helped take down the decorations after Erin left.

When they were almost done, she gave Abigail a head’s up.” We’re finished now, so I’m going home, okay?”

Ricky frowned, feeling uncomfortable when he heard Lulu say ‘home’.

Did she consider Zachary Slate’s house ‘home’ now?

Was she not out for revenge? Why would she call that place ‘home’ so affectionately?!

“Why don’t you stay for dinner?” Abigail asked.

“Yeah, you should stay for dinner,” Ricky chimed in.

However, Lulu had lost all her old affection for Abigail and her attitude toward Abigail was cool because of her discontent toward the latter!

“Actually, I should go since Zachary might be waiting for me. ” Lulu deliberately came up with an excuse just so that she would not have to stay.

Naturally, it sounded different to Ricky’s ears.

Zachary was waiting for her?

She wanted to go back that badly just to see Zachary, and to live with him like a married couple?!

Still, Abigail could not insist that Lulu stay after Lulu turned her down so obviously. “Let me walk you out.”

“No, I will!” Ricky butted in and pulled Lulu along, quickly heading outside as he was worried that Abigail would stay no.

Abigail tried to stop him too, but she gave up thinking about it.

Even outside, Ricky kept dragging Lulu along even as she struggled against his grip. “Where are you taking me? Just say what you need to say.”

He suddenly paused and turned around to look at her, staring straight into her eyes but saying nothing.

Lulu felt the creeps from his stare. “What’s gotten into you?”

“What’s gotten into me?!” Ricky’s eyes were bulging. “You’re mentioning Zachary Slate with every other word so intimately that even I’m starting to think that you’re in love with him-that you’re not staying with him for payback!”

“lam!” Lulu protested.

“No, you’re lying,” Ricky was too furious to listen, and seemed certain that Lulu had feelings for Zachary. “You’ve forgotten how rotten he was to you and you’re tricked by his sentiment.”

“Calm down-I never forgot.” Lulu almost had to plead. “I know that he hurt me and that his mother tried to kill me.

Believe me, I’m staying with him for revenge.”

Ricky took a few deep breaths just then. As he finally calmed down, his tone did as well.

“Sorry, it’s been a long day…”

“What happened?” Lulu asked.

“I killed someone by accident, so I was down in the dumps. I didn’t want to flip out… But I’m just terrified.”

Ricky sounded dispirited, so Lulu comforted him softly,” Don’t get so paranoid. If it was an accident, you’d be punished lightly- moreover, you’re Abigail Bernstein’s brother, so Diarmuid Althoff would definitely come up with something even if she can’t.”

Even so, Ricky felt butterflies in his stomach even as he lowered his gaze.

He was good natured despite being a hothead, and naturally apprehensive after committing murder, even if he did not mean it.

“It’s fine. I’ll help you,” Lulu reached out to touch his face just then. “Should we go for some drinks? You might sleep better that way.”

Ricky looked up into her eyes then. “You always knew how I felt, didn’t you?”

Before Lulu could say a word, Ricky leaned in and kissed her!

Lulu’s eyes widened, her head going blank right then!

Before Ricky could reach out to hold her waist, he felt someone grabbing him by the neck and was thrown off.

He wobbled, almost falling, but soon regained his balance and saw him!

Zachary had arrived without them knowing, and he was glowering as he warned Ricky, “Stay away from Lulu!”

Ricky simply wiped his lips, vaguely smiling. “Just because you told me to? Do you really think I’d listen?”

Zachary simply gave him a dark look before turning to Lulu. “Are you coming with me?’

Lulu averted her eyes from his for some reason, appearing evasive just then!

“Lulu,” Zachary called her again.

Lulu hesitated, but eventually walked to his side.

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