THE LIFE OF A BILLIONAIRE’S WIFE CHAPTER 85
Never did Veronica think that Matthew would arrange for her to work at the Spinfluence Group
“There‘s no need to be so surprised. It‘s what Grandňa wants,” Matthew told Veronica, looking at her wi th disdain as if afraid she would overthink his decision.
“Can I choose not to go?” Truly, she didn‘t wish to enter the Spinfluence Group.
After all, it meant she would have to see him at work during the day and at home in the evenings. She c ouldn‘í possibly imagine how awful it would be to have to face this dour man every day.
Moreover, she truly hated him..
Spending too much time with him would likely affect her mood.
Ding!
Right at this moment, the elevator doors opened and Matthew strode out on long legs, answering once he was far away from her, “No.”
It was in an absolute tone of voice, leaving Veronica with no space to argue.
Staring after him, she rubbed her head. “What the f*ck?”
As she exited the elevator, she saw him getting into his car. Thomas was in the driver‘s seat, but the ba ckseat door was left open.
Thinking Matthew was so used to having Thomas wait on him that he couldn‘t even remember to shut h is own door, Veronica walked over and kindly reminded him, “Your door‘s still open.” And then, she sla mmed it shut before waving goodbye to them. “See you!”
Keep the peace at all costs, Veronica told herself.
Now that she was living under Matthew‘s roof, she had to at least appear cordial so that she wouldn‘t anger him and be forced to rent her own place.
Food, water, electricity, and property costs were all quite expensive.
However she could save, she would.
That way, she could mail the money she saved up to her foster parents to improve their quality of life. It was her best course of action.
Inside the car, however, Matthew was glowering at the shut door.
Seeing how embarrassed his boss looked through the rearview mirror and coming to an understanding, Thomas rolled down the car window to say to Veronica, “Where do you wish to go, Miss Murphy? Do g et in the car; I can send you there.”
“Ha! Thank you, Mr. Ritter, but I can walk.”
Veronica would be screwed if Matthew found out she was working at Xavier‘s company
“Uh... ...” Not knowing how to reply, Thomas glanced beseechingly through the rearview mirror at Matth ew.
Unexpectedly, Matthew only told him coldly, “Let‘s go.”
“Of course, Young Master Matthew.” With that, Thomas rolled up the window, started the car, and drove off.
Meanwhile, Veronica walked out of the garage.
Although the dedicated elevator for the penthouse did reach the Twilight Club lobby, the club was still lo cked up at this moment as it had not yet opened for the day. With no way of exiting through the front do ors, Veronica could only leave the building through the basement floors.
Since Matthew had his own parking space and a driver to wait for him, he only ever exited from the sec ond–floor basement.
On the other hand, Veronica was in a much more dire straits.
After leaving the underground parking garage, she scanned a barcode on her phone and rented a bicyc le to take to work.
In the president‘s office at Xavier‘s company, she met up with Xavier.
After chatting with him for a bit, she went to the secretariat to learn the skills she needed from the executive secretary.
First, Veronica familiarized herself with the company rules and regulations before reading up on the company background and revenue. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.
Since she was busy for the entire morning, it turned to noon in the blink of an eye.
While she was still engrossed with her work, a whistle caught her attention. Upon looking up and glanci ng over, Veronica saw Xavier standing at the door with a crooked smile. “It‘s time for lunch. Let‘s go,” h e said.
“Alright, hold on.” Looking up at the clock, she confirmed that it was indeed lunchtime.
And so, she packed up her things and walked with him to the elevator.
Today, Xavier was dressed in a white suit. When he wasn‘t smiling, he gave off the impression of a distant CEO. Once he smiled, however, he had the handsomeness of a young professional and the roguish air of a particularl y likable ruffian.
“What do you wish to eat?” he asked her as they stood in the elevator.
Thinking that Xavier‘s company was very close to Matthew‘s Spinfluence Group and wanting to avoid b eing caught by said person, Veronica decided to drag Xavier along for some fast food. Only at a fast– food restaurant could she avoid bumping into Matthew. “Let‘s go to Wakey Bakey.”
“Sure. That sounds like a good idea.”
As they chatted, they walked in the direction of Wakey Bakey.
Meanwhile, at this moment, Matthew and Tiffany were seated in the car as Thomas drove them to a res taurant.
On the busy road, the car kept moving and stopping at intervals. At this moment, Tiffany caught sight of two people by the roadside, and so she said to Matthew, “Isn‘t that Veronica?” As Tiffany‘s eyes flashe d, she sighed deliberately, “They have such a good relationship. Look at them talking and laughing toge ther. Veronica must like Xavier a lot.”
Following Tiffany‘s pointed finger, Matthew looked over to see Xavier and Veronica looking at each othe r and shaking with laughter.
Coincidentally, Xavier happened to lift his arm and put it around Veronica‘s shoulders, pulling her into his embrace. As for Veronica, she did not protest either.
Immediately, Matthew‘s expression became noticeably grimmer and he narrowed his eyes, hiding the te them.
Having achieved what she set out to do and seeing that Matthew was not replying, Tiffany changed the
“Whatever for?” he asked carelessly before leaning back in his seat and closing his eyes, pretending to
Pursing her lips, she played with the hem of her skirt restlessly. “My… period is half a month late. I wish
*I have something to do in the afternoon. Let Thomas send you.”
Tiffany‘s eyes flashed when she heard that and with a curl of her lip, she answered; “Okay.”
Just then, the red light at the intersection changed, and the sedan passed through the intersection with t
At this moment, she was still happily chatting with Xavier.
After lunch, she returned to work with him.
That afternoon, as Xavier was spacing out in his office chair, Veronica happened to walk in and see him looking lost in thought. “What‘s the mat
“Well, the organizations in Bloomstead are holding public welfare activities and my dad would like us to send someone to Almeida.
“To Almeida? That‘s pretty far.” Veronica thought about it for a moment before saying, “If there‘s no one
“Are you sure?” Xavier lit up and looked hopefully at her.
“I‘m the newbie of the company. There‘s a lot I don‘t know how to do and can‘t help with yet. On the othe
From the very beginning, Veronica was a kind- hearted person who often went to nursing or welfare homes to help out when she was free.
“You must know Almeida is very far, though. I have no way of accompanying you.”
“So what? Aren‘t you aware of my capabilities? Don‘t worry about me.” Confidently, she thumped her ch