Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 164

“What about me?”

Only then did Wanelle remember she had sent the photo of Verian with Yanni to Heaton last night. She saw Verian stare at her angrily and became confident again. "You were daring enough to do it, yet you were afraid I would expose you? You’re hooking up with Heaton while hanging Brother Yanni. Verian Mont, you’re really shameless!"

"Have you said enough?"

"Why? You dared to do it but you won’t let me speak about it?"

Verian stared at her with cold eyes and Wanelle was a little scared. "You and your mother took away my dad's life-saving money. I haven't gone to seek revenge from you yet, but you came over to me by yourself first!"

Hearing this, Wanelle felt a little ridiculous. "Verian, with your current situation, would Heaton still spoil you? I am now the daughter of Uncle Quain, with the Quain family behind me. What's more, Brother Yanni would definitely help me! Do you think you can beat me?"

Verian sneered. "Then we'll just wait and see."

After saying these words, Verian raised her legs to leave. Wanelle stopped her. "What did you do with Brother Yanni in the villa last night!"

"What do you think we did? A man and a woman in a room alone. Do I have to tell you in detail what did I do with your Brother Yanni last night?"

Wanelle gritted her teeth. "Verian Mont! You’re so cheap!"

"We are just the same. Wanelle, didn't you use this method to steal Jensen away?"

After Verian left the rooftop, Wanelle took out the recorder from her pocket and pressed the pause button. She curled her red lips and a sinister glint flashed from under her eyes.

If this audio was heard by Heaton, Verian would be in big trouble!

Even if Heaton did not like her, Verian had at least been his woman. How could a man who stood at the top of the pyramid like Heaton Fudd endure his own woman cheating with other men behind his own back?

Verian was someone else's lover. She did not have this self-consciousness, so it was deserving for Heaton to abandon her!

...

In the afternoon, Wanelle went to the director's office to ask for leave and left with a bag in hand.

The Design Department was whispering among themselves.

"This Wanelle Sheen is not here to work, she’s obviously here for fun. I really envy her!"

"Half of her is from the Quain family. Her mother is now the wife of the Quain Group’s President. She came to the Yash Company to work, but it’s mostly for fun!"

...

Heaton was about to go to a meeting when Kush opened the door and came in.

"Boss, Wanelle Sheen is here and wants to see you."

Wanelle Sheen?

Heaton frowned slightly. At the banquet, he had forced her into the swimming pool. How dare she come and find him?

"Humph, I'm not free. Send her away."

Heaton was in a very bad mood today and was not in the mood to deal with Wanelle.

Kush frowned, hesitating before he said, "But… Wanelle Sheen said with certainty that she has something boss wants to know. If boss doesn’t meet with her, you’ll regret it. It's about…Miss Mont."

Heaton furrowed his eyebrows deeper and there was a sense of hostility in his eyes. "Let her in."

After Wanelle entered the office, she looked at the handsome man sitting in the black executive chair and her eyes were attracted.

No wonder this man had such a bad temper. There were still so many women in North City who climbed on poles to pester him. She had not looked at Heaton the previous few times. Looking at him now, Heaton looked even more amazing than Yanni.

Just as Wanelle was stunned, the man's cold voice could be heard. "You better have something important!"

Although Heaton was cold and terrifying, but Wanelle was not a pushover. She walked over and smiled enchantingly. "President Fudd, I know that you are a busy person and have to handle a lot of things. I will not delay you for too long. I’m here because I want to give you a present!"

Wanelle took out a voice recorder from her limited edition Hermes bag and placed it on the desk, pushing it in front of Heaton's eyes.