Task NO.1: How To Pursue Miss CEO

Chapter 8 Her Husband?

“K-Kneel?” Even Yulia felt that this was a bit too much. “Miss Yard, um… This is a bit too much, right? Why not let her compensate you for the clothes?”

“You think a lowly person like her can afford to pay for this?” Megan fiddled with her freshly manicured nails and sneered at Selena. “It’s kind enough of me to let you just wipe it.”

Naturally, Yulia knew Megan’s identity as the young mistress of the Yard Family. She was also soon to be part of the Lake Family, so Yulia could not afford to offend her. Furthermore, this was her first day of work, and she could not lose her job because of this matter. Besides, Miss Yard didn’t ask me to kneel either, so whatever! “Hey, you should quickly wipe Miss Yard clean! If you offend her, you won’t be able to get away with it!”

Selena never thought that even after four years, Megan was still as conceited as ever. In fact, she had become even worse than before.

In the meantime, Megan looked haughtily at Selena. She could guess how miserable Selena’s life had probably been. That woman was reduced to nothing after leaving the Yard Family, and she hadn’t even graduated from university. Also, she was bogged down by a daughter, so she was probably lucky just to be alive.

Just when Megan was waiting for Selena to kneel down and wipe her clothes, she suddenly felt something hot pouring down her head! She immediately stood up with a scream. It turned out that Selena had poured the rest of her coffee directly on top of Megan’s head! “Selena, have you gone crazy?! You shrew!”

In response, Selena put the disposable cup in her hand directly onto the table. “Shrew? That’s still better than a b*tch who steals other people’s men.”

“You!” Yulia hurriedly brought some tissue over. “Miss Yard, I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!” Then, she turned to Selena. “Are you out of your mind?!”

Megan wiped the coffee off her face messily. Looking at Selena’s smug face, she quickly calmed down again. “Yes, so what if I stole your man? It was your own fault to be unable to keep your man by your side. How could you blame others? I guess all you can do is to splash a cup of coffee on me. What else are you capable of?”

Megan mockingly smiled and continued, “You’re just jealous of me, right? You’re jealous that I will soon become part of the Lake Family, and you… Well, what are you even? You’ve gotten knocked up by a random man, and you have a daughter who drags you down with her needs… All you can do are just some odd jobs around here. You’re a wretch who can’t get married for the rest of your life!”

automatic glass doors swung open. A man in a black suit stood at the door, his body exuding an indifferent chill, making him look like an emperor who

simply two smaller versions of him. As the three of them stood in the doorway, they looked like part of

did not know how or why this man with his two kids had chased her all the way here, but since they

before walking up to Pierre and

what he really looked like, and no media dared to publish his picture either. Although Megan’s sister, Meredith, was already his soon-to-be wife, Megan still hadn’t seen him before because Pierre had never been to the Yard Residence at all! Upon seeing such

Selena winked at Pierre, then at the two boys beside him. Then,

to you my husband,” Selena said. After a deliberate pause, she continued, “He’s the president of JNS

the president of JNS Corporation, also known as my top boss? After all, Forever Gown is under JNS Corporation! Oh sh*t,

also shocked beyond words. The legendary president of JNS Corporation had never made his or her identity known; the public didn’t even know if the president was a man or a woman. Megan didn’t expect the president of JNS Corporation

only been listed last year, its market value had exceeded Lake Family’s company by large, let alone the value of the Yard Family. In fact, Finneas had always intended to befriend the president of JNS Corporation to seek a

the sight of this, the corners of Megan’s lips twitched a bit uncontrollably.

sons. They are three years

and bowed

thin lips slightly, his tone so cold and indifferent that

have to admit that this man is really

Yulia slumped to the ground

is she in our store? Why does her hair look like instant noodles? Is she a beggar?” Jameson immediately squeezed in between Pierre and

a glance at his own son. How dramatic this boy