Seize His Little Wife

“Right.” Baird Lane nodded, a few hints of displeasure in his narrow phoenix eyes, “If Manager Kent isn’t happy with who I’ve chosen, then Manager Kent can tell me who I should choose?”

Of all the heavily made-up women on the scene, Christine White was the only one he looked at the most favorably.

“No, no, President Lane is overstating it!” Manager Kent didn’t dare say anything.

He hurriedly went over and called Christine White to him, and with a few points of currying favor, said, “Christine ah, from now on, you will be President Lane’s exclusive secretary, remember to assist President Lane properly, and if there’s anything you don’t understand, you can also come over and ask me.”

“… Okay, okay.” Christine White froze and answered.

I don’t know why Baird Lane chose her as his secretary, was it because they knew each other and it would be easier to work together?

She surreptitiously shot a glance over to Baird Lane, and the other woman happened to look away, collecting a few hints of deep meaning from her eyes.

He explained a few words to the executives beside him and commanded in a cold voice, “From now on, the employees in the company must dress neatly, I don’t want to see anyone trying to ruin the morale in the office.”

“Otherwise, pack your own stuff and leave!”

His sharp gaze swept over a few scantily clad female white-collar workers in the crowd, scaring them so much that they hurriedly pulled up their collars, fearing that the new boss would fire them if he was not pleased!

Baird Lane spoke to Manager Kent a few more times before leading the executives behind him toward the conference room.

Christine White didn’t breathe a sigh of relief until the door to the conference room was closed.

…

During her lunch break, she didn’t go out to eat, but sat in her seat and waited for the delivery man to deliver her food.

Looking up a little, she could hear a number of pointed comments coming from around the room, all directed at her.

Debby York handed her a cup of the brewed milk tea and propped up her chin with envy, “Christine, you are so lucky, from now on, you will be President Lane’s secretary, you can see President Lane every day. Why don’t I have your kind of luck?”

“What kind of luck is this? It’s still the same as working for someone else, and besides, I’m going to follow President Lane from now on, so I can’t even think about being lazy! I might even get fired!”

Christine White returned in a smooth voice, not even noticing the sudden arrival of several people outside the office door.

The man walking in front of him loosened his tie a bit with slight fatigue and followed the directions of a couple of executives who wanted to go over to the staff cafeteria.

And Christine White was so focused on the milk tea in front of her that she didn’t even notice the movement behind her.

“Why?” Debby York didn’t notice the difference either and continued to make small talk with her, “Think about it, President Lane is so good looking, just looking at him every day is motivating to go to work.”

“What’s the use of that? Handsome doesn’t make a meal, I might as well drink more milk tea.”

She hummed softly.

Been married to Baird Lane for three years and have only seen him a total of two times.

The first time for both of them happened without her knowledge, and she felt nothing but pain.

The math is not really as good as the milk tea in your hand.

“You’re such a–” Debby York was about to scold her for being in a blessed state, when her afterglow snapped to see a person walking behind her, startling her so much that she subconsciously looked back and stood up in shock, “Lu. President Lane!”

Hmm?

Christine White was about to stick the straw in when she coldly heard the address and froze in her hand.

Looking back, the man in the black suit stood behind him.

She sucked in a cool breath, why was this person here?

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“…” Baird Lane’s deep gaze settled on Christine White, his face visibly grimmer, taking in what she was saying!

“The staff’s routine needs some adjustments, and even if they don’t want to go to the cafeteria, there’s no need to necessarily stay in the office and make small talk.”

“I, I know, President Lane!” the Kent manager who was following along hurriedly responded, “I will definitely reallocate the time so that the employees’ entertainment life in the company can be more abundant.”

He gave Christine White a hard look for gossiping instead of going to the dining hall on her lunch break!

Turning back, he saw that Baird Lane was already gone, and he hurried to follow.

“Oh no!” Debby York’s face went white, “Christine, this is a dead giveaway… President Lane must have heard you… look at the look on his face!”

“I … don’t know.” Christine White smiled dryly and didn’t bother with the milk tea in front of her anymore.

“Debby , when my takeout comes later, you can get it for me while I take care of the few remaining papers.”

She took her things and left, knowing in her heart that she was more than likely in trouble this time!

What kind of person is Baird Lane? It would be strange if he didn’t get angry when he talked about him like that!