Wanted: Billionaire's Wife And Their Genius Twin Babies novel Chapter 81

The school was clearly not big enough for two geniuses as a silent, tacit storm brewed under the roof of Minnow Nursery School.

Sitting in front of her desk, Rachel stared at the email on her computer before she clicked it open.

Although only a few words were on it, they were enough to anger Rachel.

"Woman,

With reluctance, I shall offer you a position in my company. No need to thank me.

Edward Bluemel"

The corner of Rachel's mouth twitched uncontrollably as she slammed her hand madly onto the table.

"Who said I'm interested in your company! Egomaniacal twit!"

Without any hesitation, she immediately hovered over the 'delete' button and sent the email into the void.

Her sudden outburst had attracted everyone's attention.

"Shut the hell up! Do you think we have no deadlines to rush?!"

"Yeah! Why make such a big fuss?!"

"A newbie like you is trying to give us an attitude?!"

"Childish!"

...

Rachel smiled apologetically. "I'm sorry I disturbed your work."

Though she immediately blamed her being snarled at onto Edward.

'Idiot! I really wish I could split open his head and see if there's actually a brain in there.'

Nathan was peacefully sitting in his office and poring over contract details when the phone rang, sloshing the coffee in his hand onto his pants.

Promptly, his face turned sour like a storm cloud was looming over his head.

Nathan then set down his coffee, feeling strangely lucky.

Fortunately, the coffee had cooled down, or he would not have forgiven the caller.

He picked up the call with one hand while using the other free hand to wipe the coffee stain off his pants with a tissue.

"Who is this?"

There was a pause from the other side of the phone. "Can't you recognize my voice by now?"

Nathan's hand staggered on his pants and he fleetly plastered on a smile. "Edward, you better have something important."

'If not, I will have my vengeance!'

"Of course I have something important. Nathan, be honest, did you intercept my email?"

Nathan tossed the tissue into the bin. "Email? What email?"

"The one I sent to your date last night."

Nathan's hand tensed up on his phone. "What? You sent Rachel an email?! What are you emailing her for?"

"Didn't I tell you? I want her in my office..."

Before Edward could finish, Nathan had already sprinted out of his office toward the lift.

Anne stood up and followed him. She was visibly confused.

When the lift stopped on the sixth floor, Nathan dashed out of the lift amid its doors opening.

Seeing Nathan's visit, the women in the office began tidying their hair.