Before Lemuel could utter a word, Verena, who sat opposite to him, suddenly exclaimed, "What?"
Sammy looked at Wilson with big eyes, "Daddy, did we go bankruptcy?"
Wilson looked at him confusedly, "Sammy, why do you say so?"
"Because you make Miss Pretty go to work. Does it mean that you can't support her financially, daddy?" his sweet voice sounded again.
Then he continued seriously, "But it's okay. I have a lot of pocket money! I can afford to support Miss Pretty!"
When hearing that, Wilson found it hilarious.
Cole tapped his head and fixed his charming eyes on him, "Wow, our little boy knows how to keep a mistress at such a young age! I didn't expect you to be so mature! Come on, you should know that even an evening dress and a set of jewelry would exceed all you have! How could you afford that! What a joke!"
"Cole, don't knock my head! I can afford it since I said so!" Sammy even lifted up his little chest, looking proud of himself.
Verena was amused by him. However, when she noticed how bad her current situation was, mixed feelings surged up in her mind.
How could she figure out an excuse to refuse?
Frowning, Cole was knocking the plate with tableware. Then he said, "Dad, are you serious? You want to make her work in the company? Aren't you worried if she would embezzle all the funds? Are you so drowsy that you can't make decision clearly? Do you need more sleep? You are getting too old to think wisely. And you even love to sleep with young girls…"
Then Wilson glared at him with warning eyes, "I think you should go back to work in the company again…"
When hearing that, Cole kept his mouth shut. He almost bit his tongue off.
Lemuel looked at Wilson calmly. He didn't say anything else to reply. No one could tell what he was thinking.
Verena really hoped that Lemuel could take the initiative to refuse.
"Lemuel, don't forget that we have signed an agreement…" Wilson reminded him.
"I know. I have kept every single promise of mine." Lemuel raised his jaw and said casually, "How about that? I will make her my assistant."
"Okay." Wilson nodded, looking satisfied. Then he said to Verena, "Just get yourself prepared. You will go to work tomorrow."
Verena had to nod in agreement.
When Lemuel left the dining room, he took a casually glimpse at her again, looking meaningful.
Then he huffed and took away the steak. Cole always followed him to the second floor. Only three of them were left beside the table.
"Just leave them alone. Come on, let's continue with the food." Wilson smiled at Verena.
However, Verena didn't have much appetite though facing so many delicious dishes.
But Sammy was still gulping down everything on the table. His mouth was stained with oil around. And he still clung to her, having no intention to let go.
After dinner, Verena went back to her bedroom.
Perhaps it was because she hadn't been used to the new environment. She didn't fall asleep for a whole night.
Verena was taken downstairs at 7:00 AM the next morning.
Wilson said, "Did you sleep well last night?"
"Yes. The room is nice and so was my sleep." Verena forced out a smile.
"That's great. Today is your first day to work. Lemuel will be here soon. You can go to the company together with him."
She shook her head, "Don't bother. I can go by myself."
"No bother. Both of you go to the same place. From now on, you can take his car!"
While speaking, Lemuel was going downstairs. He looked quite tall and lofty in an overcoat.
"Lemuel, take Miss Moore to your car and go to work with her." While speaking, Wilson looked at Verena to beckon her to follow Lemuel.
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