Sentenced to Marriage by MadlainQ novel Chapter 107

Finding the new board

The whole next week turned out to be completely hectic. The scene with the reporters who had enthusiastically greeted us at the entrance was like an introduction to everything that happened later. Three assistants were specially appointed only to answer the calls from the reporters asking for an interview or a comment Aren and I agreed to do two interviews, and both of them were scheduled for the week to come, but that, of course, didn’t stop the rest of the press from bothering us each time we decided to walk out on the street.

The attention that our relationship gathered had a huge positive impact on the company’s value, completely overshadowing the fact that Lan Diamond Corporation had gotten rid of three major executives in one day. Nonetheless, everyone knew that the company had dodged the bullet, and that kind of luck would never come twice. To avoid a similar situation happening in the future, the recruitment of the new executives was preceded by extremely careful, and not entirely legal research. I let Alan and Norton have fun gathering all sorts of information on our candidates. That allowed us to cut two perverts and one drug addict from our head hunter’s list before any interviews began.

Eventually, the group of candidates was narrowed to two, competing for the same position in the company. They all came for the interview from different corners of the world, looking forward to working for Aren Lan. It was clear that it was my husband who had to make the final decision, and yet, he insisted that I be present at all interviews. I couldn’t understand why it was so important to him, but I agreed. Finally, three people were talking with the candidates: Aren, Chris, and I.

“Does my wife’s presence bother you, Mr. Thomson?” Aren asked the first candidate for the Chief Operating Officer, who constantly avoided my gaze. “Not at all,” he said with a forced smile. “I only don’t understand why she is here.” His interview started less than five minutes ago, and that guy had already managed to make my temple vein throb. He had an outstanding resume, which was probably the reason why his words overflowed with arrogance. I had no right to question his project management abilities,

sending his superior vibes toward me made me want to strangle him. Nevertheless, I forced myself to keep my professional indifference and ignore it. Aren decided otherwise.

“Mrs. Lan is here to test your capabilities, Mr. Thomson. If I were you, I would change my attitude unless you don’t value your chance to work for Lan Diamond Corporation,” he said curtly

Mr. Thomson leaned forward in his seat, obviously missing the threat in Aren’s previous words. “Can I be honest, Mr. Lan? I would rather talk with people who understand what I am talking about.” He chuckled before glancing at me. “No offense.”

My lips slowly stretched into a thin smile; my eyes were unable to hide my inner fury. I glared at him while my fists clenched to the point my knuckles turned white.

“Honey?” Aren gently covered my fist with his hand, as if he was trying to disarm my rage. Well… It helped a bit.

“May I?” I asked, curving my mouth into a bright grin.

Aren chuckled evilly. “Of course.”

I pulled out my tablet and opened every file I had on Mr. Thomas, and then briefly compared it with the resume he had given us. “Have you ever run a project concerning cellphone app development?” I asked him.

He straightened up in his seat, giving me a cocky look. “Naturally, I did a-”

“That’s a lie. I’ve just checked, and the projects you’ve mentioned in your resume were actually run by someone else,” I said, sending him a cold glare. “Have you ever supervised any kind of software or hardware development that was successfully released on the market?” I kept inquiring while typing the information from his resume into my “special” search engines.

He cleared his throat and rolled his eyes at me, trying to diminish the value of my words. “Yes. I was supervising the development of a drone’s processor about three years ago, and I was in charge of releasing the “Talk-2-me’ app,” he tossed nonchalantly

I snorted. “Another lie, Mr. Thomas. I’ve just checked that the app you mentioned was managed by someone else, and you weren’t even on the team. Also, the drone’s processor you put in your resume has never appeared on the market because the whole project was canceled.”

Mr. Thomas glanced at me fearfully, cold sweat flooding his face. “W-where did you get this information?”