Semua Bab Billionaire's Pampered Wife: Bab 961 - Bab 970

"Of course, you have the power to do so. I mean, you could even appoint me as the head of the finance department, but this will only invoke resentment towards you. Sooner or later, all that resentment will explode. Even if they look like they respect you on the outside, in reality, they're just suppressing their disgust. Someone is going to slide in and take advantage of that." "What advantage? Are they going to take over my role as the head? Fine by me." Thomson sat firmly in his seat. "Even if I no longer held the position, I won't die. However, I can't bear the thought that I can't even get one of my own into the company." "Uncle, I understand you're trying to be nice. I will forever remember your kindness towards me, but I've already found a job. I begin next Monday," Waverly responded with a smile. "Are you going to work somewhere else?" He frowned in disappointment. The smile on her face didn't change. "Uncle, are you worried that others will slander me?"

The corners of her mouth raised slightly. "I won't die. Trust me, remember what I just told you. Don't let him find out. If you don't want to lie, then just don't report it."  "There's no way I can do that. If I don't report it, someone will come and ask me for information immediately," Hayley explained. She looked over towards Joseph's subordinate's direction and thought about something for a moment. Not too long after, she added, "Let her come along. She won't cause any trouble. I promise." "Heh," the man sneered. "If you want to die, then come with me." Hayley helped Waverly walk to the car. She tried to behave normally as if nothing had happened. She did her best to walk as she usually did. However, as she had lost her sight, and her pace didn't match Hayley's, she nearly walked into the car. Thankfully, Hayley pulled her back at the last minute.  Frowning slightly, Waverly got into the car and shut her eyes. Well, it was better for her to

Waverly turned to face the direction in which the voice came from, feeling very shaken. Although she couldn't see anything, her head was spinning. It didn't take much for her to know that Joseph was a man capable of his word. Even so, she couldn't let him see her sadness or terror on her face. If he did, he'd do something even more absurd.  "Well, if you were going to do anything, it would've been part of your plan either way, right?" Gathering her emotions, she did her best to reply to him calmly. He sat down beside her. She could smell the scent of blood coming from his body. He didn't answer her. Instead, he left her hanging, which was the worst sort of torture. Powerful detectives often used this method. They would first lock the accused into a jail cell for 24 hours, not saying a word to them. That way, the person would just drown in his own thoughts. Unconsciously, a person's mind would wander into the worst-case scenario. All the bad tho

A wave rippled across Joseph's eyes, and the expression on his face shifted. "Jealous?" He muttered and frowned, as if he couldn't believe her words. Still with her head on the ground, Lina continued to say, "You're such a handsome and successful man; every girl in M Country desires you. I'm sure Miss Martell will realize it soon enough." "Then, between me and the president of A Country, Bellamy, who is more successful? Who is more handsome? If you answer correctly, you'll be awarded handsomely before you leave. If you don't, I'll use your ashes as fertilizer," he said coldly. She gulped a mouthful of saliva. Licking her lips, she proceeded to answer nervously, "In terms of looks, you're on par with the President. Both of you are good looking at first glance. However, you're much younger than the president. When the President was your age, he was nothing! Moreover, he didn't even achieve half of what you did. Thus, in my opinion, you're far more successful than

His gaze was cold and chilling, but there was no vengeance nor anger in it. Waverly was unable to figure his expression out nor had she ever successfully done so. Suddenly, Joseph sat up and got off the bed, heading for the door. His back gave off the impression that he was lonely, all alone. The doctors gave each other looks and left with him. Only Waverly and Hayley remained inside the room. Hayley immediately came over and sat herself next to Waverly, "Madam, are you okay? That man is a demon. We won't be imprisoned here forever, will we?" Just as she finished speaking— Joshua came in and said with a blank face, "Madam, Mr. Mccarthy has asked me to send you home." They were in the car. Joshua looked at Waverly through the mirror and asked, "Do you know why Mr. Mccarthy got beaten up that badly?" Waverly just looked at Joshua calmly, not answering. "He wanted to kill you, but Mr. Mccarthy objected. Then, he made