Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 90

Heaton and Nancy agreed that she was just an illustrator so she could not participate?

Or was Heaton helping Nancy? Since Nancy did not allow her to participate, was he also stopping her?

The man strictly forbade her. "You're not allowed to participate in the competition this time."

Verian immediately became furious. "I know that you're on Nancy's side! But Heaton, I'll definitely participate in the competition this time!"

Heaton frowned his eyebrows and raised his hand to grab her slender wrist. "Can't you just listen?"

Listen? Was he treating her like a pet?

Verian sneered and took her hand away from his palm. "This time, you won't get what you want. I'll not only participate in this competition, but I’ll also put in my best efforts to win the money award."

After saying this, she turned around and walked out of the study angrily.

Why did she make aloe vera water for him to drink just now? She should have just left him in pain until he wanted to die.

She thought that even though the position in Heaton's heart belonged to Nancy, he would not be so unreasonable. He would at least be fair in these kinds of business affairs. However, he did not even ask her just now. His face stiffened immediately once he heard that she wanted to participate in the competition. When the old master's condition became well, she would immediately confess everything to the old master. She would leave Heaton, Nancy, and the Fudd family!

Besides, no one in the Fudd family liked her. They all incessantly schemed to drive her out of the Fudd family. Since this was the case, she would give them what they wanted!

The only person she could not bear to leave was Little Jelly Bean.

When she did not know that Little Jelly Bean was her own daughter, she already liked her very much. After learning of her relationship with Little Jelly Bean, it was even more difficult for her to leave Little Jelly Bean.

...

After a whole night of cold war, Verian still accompanied Heaton to send Little Jelly Bean to kindergarten the next morning.

On the way, the two did not say a word to each other. They did not even exchange eye contact.

As they reached the company, Heaton walked directly into the special elevator. He did not have the intention to wait for Verian who was walking behind him. Feeling wronged, Verian also walked directly into the public elevator to go to the 60th floor.

His ignorance was nothing to her. She only wanted to participate in the competition. What had she done wrong? Who was he to give her a long face in the morning?

Verian hated to go through a cold war with someone. However, since moving into Fudd Family Mansion, she kept receiving such cold treatment from him.

This time, even if Heaton came to ask for reconciliation, she would not reconcile with him easily!

...

In the president's office of the Yash Company.

Sitting relaxed in his office chair, Yanni commanded his assistant, "Release another news."

"What?"

"The one in Fudd Group who wins this competition can spend a night with me."

The assistant almost thought he had misheard. It was such a great sacrifice from President Quain, was it not?

It was just a small competition. Was it necessary for him to bet his own chastity?

"This... President Quain, isn't this reward a little too big?"

Yanni raised his eyebrows and stared at his assistant. "Well, do you have a problem with that?"

The assistant instantly shook his head. How dare he have any problem with that? He laughed awkwardly. "O-Of course I've no problem with that! It's just that if this thing spreads to the chairman, I'm afraid that the chairman will be angry."

"It's not him who is going to make sacrifices, it's me. What should he be angry about?"

"It's not really important but I think you still need to know about it. Although the outside world doesn't know that Verian is a daughter-in-law of the Fudd family, it'll not be good if this news is spread to the public. No matter what, she's still a daughter-in-law of the Fudd family. Two days ago, President Quain from the Yash Company called me specifically. He named Verian to participate in the competition. I was particularly surprised back then. I didn't know how Verian got to know President Quain. Heaton, do you know about this?"

Nancy carefully observed the changes on Heaton's face.

Heaton did not say anything. Nancy played up and continued saying, "There's one more thing. Today, President Quain said that anyone who wins the competition can spend a night with him. I think this seems a bit strange. Firstly, he named Verian to participate. Then, he gave this kind of news. Heaton, what do you say? President Quain and Verian, are they...?"

Her words were unfinished, and Heaton raised his eyes. His icy stare instantly shocked her.

Heaton said sharply, "Since you know that it's not good for this kind of news to spread, do not let it be spread out then."

Pursing her lips, Nancy said with a faint smile, "Of course. I certainly won't let it spread out. However, I'm a little curious. President Quain is so concerned about Verian, so their relationship should be very good?"

As Nancy walked out of Heaton's office, her red lips curled.

Hmph, this time she would certainly let Heaton see through Verian’s real face—fickle and lascivious.

...

Verian's mind was all focused on the drawing. The colleague who sat beside her wanted to call her out to lunch but saw and was not willing to bother. She looked at her computer screen and said with cynicism, "Even if you run out of thoughts, you still can't win! You want to spend a night with President Quain? Use your brain to think about it! Will President Quain be interested in you?"

Verian was stunned. She raised her head and explained, "I draw diligently but I don't wish to spend a night with anyone."

"Do you think we'll believe that? No wonder you were so determined to participate in this competition. it turns out that you want to hook up with President Quain from Yash Company. Your ambition is really higher than the sky."

"It doesn't matter what you think."

The colleague snorted coldly and swayed her hips out of the office. As soon as she walked out of the office, she almost ran into Heaton.

"P-President Fudd?"