Marrying the Ugly Heir for Truth and Wealth novel Chapter 215

“What are you guys talking about?”

Nathaniel walked in, donning a brand–new suit. The sharp cutting of the suit emphasized his figure as a dark and mysterious aura emanated from him.

Sebastian did not reply because he was not used to lying to Nathaniel.

Christina grinned. “I told Sebastian that I’ve sorted out all the data. Do you want to come and take a look?”

It’s only been one night, yet she’s already done arranging all the messy financial data worth months? That sounds kind of absurd. I just hope she didn’t make it messier than it already was.

Nathaniel strode over and bent down to look at the data displayed on the screen.

The look in his eyes darkened within a short span of a few minutes.

Sebastian noticed the grim expression Nathaniel was wearing. Did she mess it up even more?

He walked over uneasily, his heart thumping wildly in his chest. “Mr. Hadley, don’t worry. We can hire people to arrange these data.”

As soon as he said that, his gaze accidentally fell onto the numbers on the screen. The next second, his mouth fell open in shock.

From transactions to exchange rates, everything was neatly arranged in a spreadsheet. He was so shocked that his eyes were as wide as saucers.

“Mrs. Hadley, did you do all these by yourself?”

Christina flashed him a smug smile and chuckled, pleased with herself.

Someone didn’t believe I could process data last night, huh? What’s so difficult about simple accounting? It’s nothing but a piece of cake for a mathematics genius like me!

Sebastian beamed. The messed–up figures that gave him a headache yesterday were now arranged and compiled neatly in a spreadsheet.

“Mrs. Hadley, when did you learn accounting?” he asked in curiosity.

Christina giggled. “I’ve been good with numbers ever since I was young. I earned my own tuition fees for university, and if I didn’t have good number sense, I would’ve been swindled by others.”

The expression in Nathaniel’s eyes turned grimmer when he heard that. Just what kind of life did she live back in the Steele family that caused her to be so calculative?

He gently caressed Christina’s cheek. “Good job.”

Sebastian agreed with Nathaniel. “You’re amazing, Mrs. Hadley. We’ll feel at ease to let you handle the accounting for Mr. Hadley in the future.”

Christina smiled bashfully, her face flushing red.

Sebastian tidied up the documents on the desk and said, “Well, then. I’ll be returning to the company to settle some work matters first.”

The people in the finance department still didn’t know that the issue with the data had been settled. Sebastian couldn’t wait to hurry back and tell them the good news.

He closed the door as he exited the room.

Christina stretched lazily. The morning light fell onto her slender figure and illuminated her porcelain-

white skin.

Nathaniel massaged her temples as he asked, “What kind of reward would

you

She’s so lovable. I want nothing more than to give her all the best things in the world.

like?”

Christina wrapped her arms around his slim waist and leaned on his chest. Snuggling up against him, she answered, “I’m lucky enough to have such a handsome husband. No reward can be compared to you.”

Nathaniel’s lips curved upward into a smile as he carried her in his arms and walked toward the door. “You must be exhausted. Go and take a rest. I’ll have the chefs prepare some desserts later.”

When Christina heard the word “desserts,” she was reminded of what she had promised Julia and exclaimed, “It’s Thanksgiving today! We have to return to the Hadley residence for lunch.”

After a whole night of sorting out financial figures, such an important issue almost slipped her mind.

Nathaniel furrowed his brows. “You’re not going to take a nap anymore?”

“Nope. Returning to the Hadley residence is more important than taking a nap. Wait for me downstairs. I’ll go change.”

Like an agile little bunny, Christina hopped out of Nathaniel’s arms and ran toward the bedroom.

As she got out of bed, she muttered, “Why do I feel like I’m spending this whole day doing nothing but