Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 1135

Never Been So Out of Control Before

Sheldon’s body froze on the other end of the phone while his face turned pale.

He said, “M-Miss Jackson, how do you know that Melissa’s employer was Corey Hills?”

Janet didn’t answer but ordered instead, “Just tell me.”

Her voice was like an ice cellar in winter—cold, piercing, and terrifying.

It was as if there was a huge and invisible sense of oppression looming over him.

Even people of Sheldon’s status could feel scared.

In the face of this person he was once fond of, he couldn’t bring himself to tell her no matter how much he wanted to because he knew the danger that might ensue if it was revealed.

Hence, he refused. “Miss Jackson, please forgive me. I really can’t reveal anything regarding the internal affairs.”

When Janet heard Sheldon’s answer, there was a bit of bloodthirst in her eyes. She continued to say coldly, “I have to know today, and if you don’t tell me, your small company with the market value of tens of billions will be gone with the wind. Not only that, but also your sister… father…”

Janet’s voice became even lower, especially in her last sentence that included ‘sister’ and ‘father’—it was almost as if she hissed it through her gritted teeth.

and wanted to know, but if it really came to that, the Fuller Corporation would still be gone in no time even if

known to the

deep breath and said solemnly, “I will tell you,

as she listened to the content over

veins on her forehead throbbed, and she held the phone so tightly that her fingernails were

her, who had always been calm, had never been so

all the contents of the phone when the sound of water in

Janet quickly hung up the

She looked up at

the towel hanging around his neck and asked lightly, “Who were

water was so loud

heard something about sister and

lightly acknowledged it and replied with a blank face, “My classmates said something about her sister and father just now, so I chimed

was about

his back. All of a sudden, she stood up, then walked over and took his hand. “Go downstairs after drying your hair. I’m not

as he chuckled lightly. “Who said that I was

he was joking with her, Janet did not get angry.

me do it,” she grabbed the towel and said gently. “I’ve never helped you dry your hair,

by her little hands; the corner of his lips curled, and he said while feeling

dimmed, and she replied softly, “Yeah. So I don’t

that, the man