Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 95

66th floor, the president’s office.

Kush Xavier was tidying the information on Heaton’s behalf. At the same time, he carefully and secretly peeked at the newspaper on the side. In the newspaper, there was an intimate photo of Heaton and an A-class actress whispering. Although the photo’s quality was blurry as the lighting was dark, it was enough to confirm that the man and woman in the photo were Heaton Fudd and Yanny Joy.

In the morning, Heaton Fudd entered the office with a chilly aura. It did not seem like he had come to work from his house because there was the smell of cigarettes, alcohol, and woman’s perfume.

He might have spent the entire night at a bar?

Heaton Fudd was not the kind of person who liked to fool around. He also seldom went to bars. Could the reason have been an argument with Miss Mont?

“Erm, boss, this newspaper company is really daring to do such a news report. Do you want me to go over and do something about it?”

Heaton looked at the newspaper at the side with a cold look and replied in a calm voice, “There’s no such need.”

Kush was stunned. Did this mean that the gossip was being allowed? Or did it mean that it was real?

However, to his knowledge, did Yanny Joy not have a significant other?

She was also Master Shayne’s woman. Did this mean that the boss was eating grass near his burrow?

Heaton’s facial expression was as cold as ice. Kush kept quiet for a while, struggling with the decision to tell him about how Verian had jumped into a lake to save Jensen.

“Boss, yesterday afternoon, a short video of Miss Mont jumping into the water to save someone was posted online by some people. It’s been growing very fast, but there have been no negative comments...”

The man ordered in a short and direct manner, “Delete it immediately and pull it down from the list of most searched titles.”

Kush was stunned for a moment before nodding. “Yes, I’ll do it now.”

...

At the Creative Department, Nancy walked out of her office after receiving a call. She clapped her hands and said to everyone, “There’s a request for a drafter to go over to the set because the main female character requires a few additional costumes. However, it’s hard to get a fashion designer at this moment so they are asking for one of our drafters to go over and draw the initial costume sketches according to the props team’s requirement. Which one of you wants to go?”

A few people who wanted to go on set to meet artists raised up their hands to show their willingness. “Director, I’ve just finished my projects and am free. Why not let me go over?”

“I would like to go too. I’ve been in the Fudd Group for such a long time but I’ve only been on set for so many times.”

There were lots of chattering voices. Finally, Nancy’s sight locked on to Verian, who had not said anything.

She had just seen the news on Heaton and Yanny this morning. She was sure that Verian must have also seen it. The main female character was none other than Yanny. If Verian was sent over at this moment, there might be some disturbance. How could she miss such a good opportunity?

“Verian, why don’t you go? I can see that you are the one who is most free in the entire department. You’ve just joined us and there are no projects in your hands. Why don’t you go over?”

Verian did not expect herself to be chosen and have such a good thing land on her. However, she felt that Nancy was not such a nice person so she rejected her and said, “Director, so many of them want to go. Why not let them go instead?”

Nancy coldly swept through the colleagues who wanted to go and said, “They have other more important things to do. You’ll go over. Go over now.”

Verian could only take her laptop, exit the office, and head to the set with a bunch of “jealous and envious” looks her way.

...

When she reached the set, a few recognizable actors were wearing traditional costumes and had on a wire as they were filming an action movie.

With her laptop in her arms, Verian found the movie director, “Director, I’m the drafter from the Creative Department.”

“Oh, wait a while.” The director immediately shouted “cut” before saying, “Take a break. Yanny, come over here for a short while and let the costume guy measure you. The drafter from that side is here. We need to quickly draw a rough sketch and send it to the factory for processing. If not, we will not be able to get the costumes ready on time for the next few scenes later on.

Yanny Joy?

Little Jelly Bean was her birth daughter, she would definitely treat Little Jelly Bean well.

Verian could not understand the meaning behind what Yanny’s words. Just by looking at Yanny face-to-face, Verian felt that Yanny seemed kind and was not the type of woman who would stab someone in the back like Nancy. However, she was ambiguous with Heaton, and the paparazzi had even gotten a photo of them being intimate with each other. Since Yanny knew that Little Jelly Bean liked her a lot, why was she still so kind to her?

Was Yanny not afraid that Heaton would choose her?

Verian’s head was in a mess. She only exchanged a few sentences with Yanny before she lost interest in chatting. She only thought about finishing the draft drawing before returning to hand in her work.

There was no doubt that Yanny was a woman who had both looks and temperament. Verian was not surprised that Heaton would have a soft spot for her.

Although she thought that way, her heart became more and more sour.

The photo where Yanny and Heaton were being intimate in a pub replayed clearly in her heart over and over again, troubling her.

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The president’s office.

Kush carefully reported, afraid that his head would be chopped off if he said one wrong word. “Boss, the director sent Miss Mont to the set just now. Miss Mont must have met up with Miss Yanny right now. The gossip about you and Miss Yanny was huge news this morning. I’m afraid that when Miss Mont sees Miss Yanny, her heart…”

Heaton’s thin lips curled up at the corners. “Send a bouquet of flowers to the set.”

“Ah? For-For who?”

The man’s insightful eyes had a calculative glance. “Yesterday, I was very happy with Yanny. The flowers are surely for her.”

Kush secretly wiped his sweat. Was the boss trying to cause trouble?