Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 104

When Heaton went downstairs for breakfast, he handed her the bunch of keys to the BMW.

Before this, Verian had refused them. This time however, she accepted them generously.

The man's thin lips curled up slightly as he stared at her. "You’re accepting it this time?"

Verian helped pour him a cup of juice in a flattering manner. "Aren’t we in a different situation now?"

Before this, they had no relationship with each other. Therefore, it was obvious that she could not take the car he had gifted her. However, now that he had admitted last night that they were in a relationship, she was now able to accept it.

A circle of milk was printed on Little Jelly Bean’s dainty mouth as she spoke in a childish way, "Daddy, what did you give Monty? Jelly Bean wants it too!"

Heaton raised his hand and touched the little one's head. "When you grow up, Daddy will give it to you."

The little one nodded her chin. "Okay!"

...

Fudd Group's Building, the Creative Department.

As soon as Verian entered the Creative Department, she was called into the office by Nancy.

"Director Xander, is there anything I can help you with?"

Nancy sneered at her with her arms folded, "Verian, you’re just relying on Heaton

to support you behind your back so you do whatever you want. If you don’t really want to come to work, go back and be a rich wife. The Fudd Group cannot afford to have idlers."

Verian was puzzled. She had not even provoked her these days?

"Director Xiang, what do you mean by that?"

"What do I mean? I asked you to help on set yesterday. Where did you go after that?"

"I injured my arm on set yesterday, so I went to the hospital..."

Before Verian finished her explanation, Nancy said without a care, "So you don't need to ask for leave if you’re injured? You could have called me, but did you do so? I don't think you’re paying any attention to work! "

Nancy was deliberately finding problems for her and Verian had nothing to say. “What do you want then?"

"I’m sure that you can’t do anything without Heaton support you behind your back but Verian, what are you actually capable of? Show me what you’ve got.”

Verian squeezed her hand. She did not want to be looked down upon, especially when the person was Nancy Xander, her love rival. "Director Xander, you always say that I rely on President Fudd and don’t place focus on my work. Didn’t the Yash Company have a drafting competition? I know that Director Xander also graduated with a major in fine arts. Let’s compete between us! We’ll see if I have the capabilities!"

Nancy agreed without any hesitation. "Okay! But if we just compete like this, it seems meaningless."

"How do you want to compete?"

Nancy's eyes had a cunning look. "Why don't we make a bet? If you lose, you’ll leave the Fudd family! I know that you and Heaton are faking it, so you don't have to act."

Verian was silent and did not answer immediately. Nancy was deliberately agitating her. "Why? You don’t dare to do it? Are you afraid?"

Verian bit her lip. "Who said I’m afraid, we’ll make the bet!"

If she lost and Heaton really had some feelings for her, he would definitely not let her leave the Fudd family. However, if the person in Heaton's heart was really not her, he would definitely stand by Nancy’s side and not urge her to stay. This was a good opportunity to test Heaton?

"However, if I win and you lose, what are you going to do?"

Nancy Xander fought back. "It’ll be the same. If I lose, I will move out of the Fudd house with Zaynie!"

"Then it's settled."

If she could win this time, she would drive Nancy Xander out of the Fudd Family Mansion, and it would be considered a beautiful win. She had long wished to not be in the same house with Nancy, and she hated it even more when Nancy exchanged flirty glances with Heaton under the same roof.

After Verian left the office, Nancy's cellphone rang.

The caller ID showed that it was Yosef Taylor.

As soon as Nancy saw the name, she had a splitting headache. She answered the phone and said in an angry tone, "Yosef Taylor, stop bothering me. I won't accept you!"

“Constant perseverance yields success. Cici, don't speak of anything as an absolute matter. Maybe one day you’ll fall in love with me. Oh yes, I’ll pick you up tonight after you get off from work. Do you want to eat hot pot, Japanese food, or Korean food tonight? Or should we go for French food?"

Nancy listened to Yosef's muttering on the phone, frowning as she replied in an annoyed tone, "Yosef Taylor, I won’t fall in love with you even if I were blind! Don't waste your thoughts!"

"Then maybe you’ll fall in love with me when you become blind? Be a good girl and tell me what you want to eat tonight?"

The more irritable she was, the more patient Yosef was on the other side of the phone. It made her even angrier!

He had no idea what Miss Mont would think if she knew about this?

Heaton's methods in the business world were definitely much more ruthless compared to when he was in front of Miss Mont.

With such a big family business, Verian could not count on this man to be clean. It would be better to understand this and adapt sooner or later.

...

In the afternoon, a case was thrown over by Nancy.

"Verian, you don't have any case at hand now. Amy has almost finished with the follow-up for this and it only requires a signature on the contract. You’ll get the contract signed by the partnering company’s boss later."

Verian glanced at the time. "But I want to get off work earlier. Little Jelly Bean is sick. I want to accompany her to get her injection."

"Whose child does not get sick. Does only your daughter need taking care of?"

Verian said angrily, "Nancy Xander, Little Jelly Bean is also your niece. How can you say such a thing?"

"Then are you going or not? How many things have I given you that have actually been completed? Didn't Heaton help you clean up the mess every time?"

She knew that Nancy talked about Heaton to get under her skin, but she still could not help but want to compete with her. "Okay, I'll go. I'll go now."

Wasn’t the follow-up for this case almost finished?

It only required the contract to be signed and would be done soon enough.

Nancy handed her the partnering company’s boss’ business card. “Contact the other party yourself. You must finalize the contract this afternoon. After this afternoon, the contract might be owned by someone else.”

With the contract in hand, Verian went to the underground parking lot and called the partnering company’s boss while walking to the car.

It took a long time for the call to be connected, and the voice of a lazy, middle-aged man could be heard. "Hello? Who’s this?"

"Hey, is this Mr. Jackman? I'm Verian Mont from the Fudd Group’s Creative Department. We’ve discussed a contract before this and it hasn’t been signed yet. Mr. Jackman, may I know where you are right now? I'll go over to meet you."

When he heard a young woman’s voice, Mr. Jackman’s lazy voice on the other side of the phone suddenly turned energetic. "You’re Miss Mont, right? I'm at the Peninsula Hotel. You can come over now. When you arrive, I’ll send my assistant to pick you up and we’ll sign the contract."

Verian did not think too much about it. After all, many bosses lived in hotels. "Okay, I'll go over immediately."