Chapter 227 Dog at Work
So that’s the CEO’s brother-in-law? No wonder the guy’s spoiled rotten.
Word is, his office looks like a full-blown pet aisle.
If you didn’t know better, you’d think he was running a pet boutique out of it.
“I didn’t realize Mr. Keywood and his wife were that close. He’s literally raising her dog now.”
“He never once said Zoey was his wife. She just played along when people called her that.”
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“Don’t remind me. She ruined everything for me. I used to be a fan. If Mr. Keywood finds out I was the one who posted that comment calling her his wife, I might actually get fired!”
“I’m screwed, too. I went and liked every single post that called her his wife.”
“You think the real Mrs. Keywood’s gonna come for us? God, I’m shaking.”
At that moment, the entire staff at Keywood Group was walking on eggshells. Everyone who’d called the wrong woman “Mrs. Keywood” was in full panic mode.
They were terrified the actual wife would come clean the house.
Alfred sat in his office like nothing was wrong, scrolling through the company’s latest post on their official
account.
“Check out our CEO’s little brother-in-law. Isn’t he the cutest?”
The post had a photo of Alfred cradling Marshal, with Nella standing right beside him.
It was one of the photos Sergio snapped in the elevator.
Some of them showed Alfred tilting toward Nella, chatting with this soft look on his face.
They came across like a real married couple sharing a private moment.
They were both already eye-catching. But throw Alfred’s billionaire status into the mix? It was no surprise the post exploded.
Add in all the drama from the hospital scandal and the fake mistress fiasco, and this was internet wildfire
The second the post went up, the comments came pouring in.
Most of them were harmless.
People were swooning over how gorgeous they looked and how well they matched.
But one reply jumped out hard-
“I knew I recognized them in the elevator yesterday. That was Mr. Keywood and his wife!”
“Wait, spill it.”
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Chapter 227 Dog at Work
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“I live in East Manor. I was heading home and saw Mr. Keywood carrying a golden retriever puppy. The poor thing must’ve fallen into a storm drain. It was filthy, soaked, and limping. But he didn’t care at all. He held it so steady, like it was precious.”
“Mr. Keywood really adores his brother-in-law.”
Wrong. He adores his wife. And that credit transfers to the pup. Let’s get that straight.”
As Alfred read through the replies, all the stress he’d bottled up over the past few days started to ease.
Finally, someone online who actually understood the assignment.
But then, a new comment stopped his smile cold.
“Holy crap! I checked my dashcam this morning. I caught some psycho last night throwing a golden retriever puppy into a storm drain. That was Mr. Keywood’s brother-in-law?”
“Who the hell would dare lay a finger on the royal pup?”
“Go check my page if you want to see.”
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