Bumpkin's Rich Handsome Husband novel Chapter 132

Chapter 132

Hearing that, Matthew squinted his eyes as a trembling coldness surged in them. “Carry on!” He grew even more curious about the identity of the person who dared lay a finger on his woman.

Meanwhile, in Konig Company, Veronica punched her card and headed straight to the president‘s office. She pushed open the door, only to be welcomed by Xavier‘s rear figure as he was sitting on his desk, admiring the frame of graphic text that was newly hung on his wall.

“Watch as I revitalize, sit as I imperialize. Hot damn, those are some words.” Veronica mumbled her praise as she subconsciously gave a thumbs–up.

Hearing that, Xavier turned around. At the sight of Veronica, the memory of the day he sent her and watched as she entered Twilight Condominium flashed in his mind. Hints of sadness surged in his eyes. However, he covered up his despair and simply chuckled. “Indeed, you watched as I revitalized, so sit by me as I imperialize the world!” The quote was composed for Veronica.

Xavier was once a known business prodigy in Bloomstead, but due to numerous triggering forces, he was pushed over the edge and found no way to get back up, living the purposeless life of a vermin. From a prodigy to a good–for–nothing, he had grown too incompetent to be likeable, and ended up being disdained by everyone he knew. Nevertheless, that only persisted until his encounter with Veronica, who inspired him to regain control of his life, but she wouldn‘t know about that.

“Good luck, Bro! I‘m rooting for you.” Veronica placed her purse aside before throwing herself onto the couch in his office‘s lounge area. Slothfully leaning against the couch, she turned her head toward Xavier, stating, “I‘ve got something to tell you.”

“What is it?” Xavier walked to the water dispenser and made a cup of tea for her before walking over and serving the cup of tea to her.

“I plan to return to my hometown.”

“For how long?” Xavier didn‘t give it much thought. He simply assumed that she was applying for leave.

With her elbow on the couch‘s armrest and her hand supporting her chin, Veronica helplessly grinned as she shook her head. “I‘m not coming back.”

Ai once, Xavier‘s brows tightened; he was shocked. “What, why? What happened?”

“Nothing really. Having lived so long in the busy city, I thought the countryside felt better. Perhaps it‘s more suitable for me.”

“Is it because he‘s getting married to Tiffany?” As the open person he was, he laid everything out from his heart. Prior to that day, Melissa, who had just returned from Spinfluence Group, informed him that Tiffany was pregnant, and it would only be a short time before they wedded each other.

Recalling that, Xavier lamented, “Now that Tiffany is pregnant, the Kings Family is going to speed up the wedding even if it‘s for the sake of pride. When the Kingses and the Larsons team up, you…” Pausing, his eyes fell upon the disaffected woman opposite him, and he stopped talking. Instead, he went on a tangent. “Anyway, I support your decision to return. By then, I‘ll have this company expanded to your doorsteps, and you can continue to work for me.”

“Haha! Not a problem, of course! If you‘re really setting up a branch there, I‘ll spend the rest of my life working for you as a specialized employee.” Veronica assumed the man was merely jesting. –=–=

“That‘ll be the best! Our company has accepted a new project. It‘s been a while since you received your secretary training, so you‘ve probably learned all the basics. Thus, your next step is managing the new business!”

Xavier said that she had been receiving training for “a while,” though she had only started one week ago. She was guided by the executive secretary to understand every task and procedure of the company, and sometimes, she was taught about the specialized abilities of a secretary. Veronica knew that Xavier was actually training her.

“Aren‘t you a sly businessman? Secretary skills, new project, then you‘re gonna have me follow you for meetings, which eventually makes me your personal assistant. Tsk, tsk… How calculative!” Veronica was as perceptive as usual.