The woman lay beside him with a hint of doubt and unease, unable to sleep for a long time...
Having followed Lydia for so many years, rising from a mistress to her current status, although she doesn’t have children, she is quite happy.
She never lacks money to spend, receiving living expenses on time each month, she can buy anything she wants, and spends her days playing cards and shopping with her girlfriends, life is quite pleasant.
Ariel Chandler doesn’t have much education, knows nothing about the company, and has never been involved.
Are there any women in the company trying to climb into his bed?
Trying to deceive him for money?
In today’s society, it’s really hard to say. As this thought flashed through her mind, Ariel became very insecure.
That night, she was unable to sleep.
Why has he started working overtime? He never used to work overtime, it shouldn’t be work-related, he used to work, too, and no matter how much work there was, he would leave it to Joe to handle, he truly never worked overtime.
Ariel and Lydia got up together, she tenderly helped him tie his tie.
Like usual, she wrapped her arms around his waist, looked up and teased, "Honey, can we not work late today? There’s a lantern festival tonight, I want you to go with me."
"No." Lydia replied earnestly, "There are a lot of things happening at the company recently, I need to keep a close eye."
"..." But weren’t there a lot of things in the past too?
They went downstairs together, and he didn’t even eat breakfast at home, it’s unclear what he was in such a hurry for.
Ariel stood at the living room doorway, watching him get into the car, seeing the car drive away, she felt that this man was becoming more and more distant from her.
"Madam, breakfast today includes tea eggs and sandwiches, along with fresh milk."
She turned to look at the servant behind her, mumbling, "Mr. Ingram has changed, have you noticed?"
"..." Facing her gaze, the maid shook her head, "Hasn’t he always been ?"
Ariel sighed lightly and then went into the dining room.
Things are different, she has a strong premonition.
After breakfast, Ariel applied her makeup, changed into a nice qipao, and went to the garden.
The driver opened the car door for her, she got into the car, "Today, going to Mrs. Hale’s place."
With no work, the thing she does most every day is play cards.
Passing the time with those idle, leisurely socialites.
Mrs. Hale’s villa is quite beautiful, with a special mahjong pavilion set up in the garden.
Ariel was the last to arrive.
In her early forties, she has a slightly plump figure, exudes feminine charm, lacks much education or brains, but is quite pretty and has a straightforward personality.
As soon as she arrived, today’s activity started.
"Mrs. Ingram, your Lydia recently hired a capable assistant, surely bringing a lot of benefits to your group?" A lady opened the conversation.
Another joined in, "I heard he used to be a vice president at Kingston Group, he’ll bring more than just profits, for sure, some company decisions and such, surely all can be referenced."
The socialites started chatting, while Ariel listened in complete confusion.
Hired a capable assistant?
Why doesn’t she know?
Former vice president of Kingston Group? Who is that? Such a bigwig, coming to R-Alan? Why?
"I don’t manage company affairs much, my Lydia, he has a sharp eye for people." Ariel said with a smile, "All the assistants working under him are dependable."
Seeing her oblivious demeanor, one of the ladies advised, "Mrs. Ingram, you shouldn’t ignore everything, there are things women should ask about." Newest update provided by novel{f}ire.net
"Exactly, after all, your Lydia isn’t that faithful, spending day after day together, what if feelings develop? It’s hard to say."
Ariel was slightly stunned, develop feelings? Could it be the newly hired vice president is a woman??
A woman holding such a high position in the company? How excellent would she have to be? Or... how deep her skills?
Women’s intuition is extremely accurate!
Ariel was distracted while playing cards, lost a few thousand dollars, then found an excuse to return home.