Faux Vows, True Desires novel Chapter 22

"I worked hard to marry her. Who else would I spoil if not her?"

Stefan's words had Edgar staring at him.

Edgar stood up, leaning on the table with his hands, leaning forward slightly, and said with a grin, "Mr. Coleman, Stefan, we're not just boss and employee, we're friends, and old schoolmates. You were the one who strongly recommended me to join Ascend Global. I've worked here for several years, and there are many people willing to offer me higher pay to headhunt me, even your competitor Owen has approached me multiple times. Yet, look at me, still faithfully working for you. You can't keep things from me, right? Is your wife that woman you love? The one you had a crush on for many years and finally won her over? Is it that girl named Ruby?"

Edgar had heard about Stefan and Ruby's story.

Other than Ruby, he couldn't think of any other woman.

His boss was a cold man, never involved with any woman in any scandal.

Ascend Global's entertainment company has signed many celebrities and models, anyone who has met Stefan would fall for him, of course, it could be because of his status and wealth.

But besides all that, Stefan himself was quite remarkable.

In the past, some tried to create scandals, hoping to hype things up using Stefan, but that once famous actress was now forgotten, fallen from grace to working at a supermarket.

So, besides those wealthy young ladies, stars, and models, no one else dared to have any ideas about him, afraid of ruining their own careers.

Stefan stood up, pushed Edgar away, and walked around the desk.

"Edgar, remember, my wife is Lucinda Moore."

Lucinda?

Edgar immediately recalled the rich young ladies of Pinehurst, but couldn't remember the Moore family.

Which family's rich daughter was this Lucinda?

Edgar's curiosity was piqued.

He picked up the file, quickly catching up to Stefan's pace, curiously asked, "Stefan, what does your wife's family do? How did you meet? Did you get married right after you met?"

Edgar never thought Stefan would have a shotgun wedding.

If it wasn't for Stefan's social media update last night, Edgar wouldn't have known his boss was already married.

Oh right, the Lady Boss was also a writer.

"Let me tell you, my wife can only be Lucinda. Besides her, no other woman could possibly be the Lady Boss. Don't lump me together with Ruby or anyone else, to prevent my wife from misunderstanding that I'm cheating."

Edgar was helpless.

"Meeting!"

Stefan's tone was very serious.

Edgar knew he couldn't ask anymore.

"Okay."

Iris walked over, following behind Stefan and Edgar, heading towards the conference room.

This meeting was held on the 86th floor's conference room.

At this moment, all the senior management staff had arrived early, waiting for their CEO, Stefan.

In front of Lucinda, Stefan usually appeared elegant and kind, a perfect gentleman.

However, in the company, his image was cold and ruthless.

Other than Edgar, this chief assistant, who dared to be a little more frivolous in front of Stefan, no one else dared to act rashly.

"Boss."

Iris pushed open the door of the conference room, behind her, Stefan and Edgar entered one after another.

"I'm not busy, what's up? Do you need my help?"

Despite the fact that he was about to start a meeting, he was obviously very busy, but he said he wasn't.

Edgar silently complained in his heart: Indeed, a man in love can't be seen as normal.

"No need for you to come over, I'm in a furniture store now, helping you pick a bed. I'll send you some pictures, you tell me which one you like, and I'll buy it."

There weren't many people in the store in the morning, and there were two sales assistants, Lucinda simply borrowed two thousand dollars from her brother.

The gifts and tips she received, even after splitting it with the website and deducting taxes, she still had several tens of thousands of dollars on hand.

Even though the money hasn't arrived yet, Lucinda was already very happy, borrowing two thousand dollars from her brother to take care of her husband.

"Okay, send me the pictures of the beds you like."

Even though he said so, he felt regretful in his heart: The chance to mooch off her bed was getting lesser and lesser.

And it was all his own doing.

"Okay, then I won't disturb you. I'll send you the pictures later. What time are you finishing work at noon? I can come pick you up and treat you to a meal. We can also stroll around the pedestrian street, I'll buy some clothes for you."

She would definitely fulfill the conditions she had promised.

After all, the peace she could enjoy now was all thanks to Stefan's help.

Without him, she'd probably still be dealing with her mom's daily naggings about marriage, hell, she'd even be too chicken to go home.

Hearing this, a grin spread across Stefan's face, "I don't knock off till noon. It's gonna be blazing hot by then, no need for you to come. I'm afraid you'll get sunburned. Just wait for me in the shop."

Lucinda chuckled, "Alright, I'll wait for you in the shop."

Before hanging up, Lucinda added, "Stefan, you're seriously thoughtful."