"You don’t even have a degree. After leaving Shengyan, can you still find a job?"
"None of your business."
July Quinn walked away with considerable flair, not even bothering to turn her head.
This left Ken Qin somewhat bewildered.
Although it seemed like July Quinn could barely understand Chinese and mostly relied on listening,
her talent in planning was unparalleled.
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Ken Qin’s plan was to have July Quinn retreat to the background to assist Nina Quinn.
This way, once Project Lime succeeded, Nina Quinn’s resume would become more impressive.
And July Quinn was destined to remain unnoticed.
But now, with July suddenly wanting to resign, his plans were completely disrupted.
"I haven’t approved your resignation. If you leave now, I’ll spread the word in the industry, and you won’t even dream of finding another job."
Ken Qin roared in anger, but July Quinn continued to walk away confidently.
Nina Quinn saw this and stepped forward to persuade.
"Dad, it’s okay. It’s better that she’s gone. Like you said, the things she can do, I can do too, and I believe I can do them even better."
With Nina Quinn’s assurance, Ken Qin’s expression improved somewhat.
"Yes, you’ll definitely be better than that girl. Show them what you’re capable of."
After a brief session of mutual praise, father and daughter confidently dived back into work.
At night, Kyle Keaton returned to his simply furnished apartment.
The place was quiet, and the lights were off.
His cheap wife seemed to be out.
After washing up, Kyle Keaton slipped into bed.
He had spent the past few days busy with the investment case for Caelan Sea, and he had to get up early for another field inspection tomorrow.
But just after lying down, Kyle Keaton sensed something wrong, quickly turning on the bedside lamp.
Seeing the situation on the bed, he flew into a rage: "July Quinn, what are you doing here?"
July Quinn was propping her chin with one hand, smiling gently as she looked at him: "I’m waiting for you, hubby."
She was wearing his white shirt.
Her already pale skin looked even more alluring against the black silk sheets.
The key point was, Kyle Keaton could pretty much see she wasn’t wearing anything under the shirt.
But this woman, like a rogue, pounced directly onto him.
Her slender arms wrapped around his neck, acting cute.
"Hubby, give me a kiss! You’ve been gone all day, and I’ve been thinking about you all the time."
Kyle Keaton felt his forehead veins throbbing.
"Which of your nerves is acting up now?"
He certainly hadn’t forgotten how this woman danced a seductive girl group dance at Blue Jazz last night just to escape being pinned beneath him.
She even made a mess of the sheets last night!
And yet, how long has it been before she’s voluntarily jumped into his bed again?
Has she had a sudden change, or does she have ulterior motives?
July Quinn was slightly embarrassed: "..."
She didn’t want anyone to question which nerve was wrong either.
But today Nina Quinn and Ken Qin forcibly took away her labor achievements, which was utterly infuriating.
So much so that she was impatient to assert herself as an aunt to teach them a lesson.
To this end, she went online and got the ultimate guide to husband-controlling technique——seduce him!
Apparently, men are like dogs.
As long as you completely conquer him in bed, he’ll give you the stars and moon you desire, let alone the title of aunt.
"All my nerves are wrong, unless hubby helps me sort them out?"
July Quinn moved her red lips closer to Kyle Keaton, her fingertips tracing circles on his chest...