Chapter 34
"What's Charlie's phone number?"
"188..."
After writing down the number, Lila dialed it.
Someone picked up quickly. Probably off work already, Charlie asked casually, "Who's this?"
"Charlie, it's me, Lila."
"Oh, Mrs. Sinclair, what can I do for you?"
Lila conveyed Alexander's message: [So, your Mr. Sinclair wants you to have his secretary send me a weekly menu. Is that convenient for you?]
Charlie didn't hesitate: [Of course, I'll arrange it right away.]
Lila continued: [Charlie, could you have the secretary send the menu to you first, then I'll add you on WhatsApp and you can forward it to me?]
[Sure, I'll take care of it right away.]
[Thanks, appreciate it.]
Charlie was quite shocked.
After working with Mr. Sinclair for so many years, he'd never heard him say thank you, but today, he actually heard a thank you from Mr. Sinclair's wife. He felt like he was about to cry from being moved.
After hanging up, Lila searched for Charlie's WhatsApp to add him, waiting for him to send the menu.
At the same time, she opened her messages to complain to her best friend about being dominated by a tyrant on her first day at work.
While typing her message, Alexander questioned, "Why did you ask Charlie to send you the menu? Did the secretary offend you?"
"No, it's my first day at work and I haven't even interacted with your secretaries yet. How could they have offended me?"
"So?"
Lila explained to him, "Didn't you say you don't want people to know about our relationship? At the company, I'm your driver. If your secretary sends me your daily meal menu, they'll definitely be curious. Why does the driver need the boss's meal menu? Do they have some improper relationship? Best case scenario, they'll guess I'm your wife, which you don't want. Worst case, they'll just think I slept my way up, which I don't want. So by having Charlie send it to me, the secretary won't have to guess, and neither you nor I have to be unhappy."
"You've thought this through pretty carefully."
"I don't dare not think it through."
Alexander let out an ambiguous light laugh.
She didn't try to figure out what that laugh meant, and added, "You're the one who told Charlie we're married, it has nothing to do with me, so if there's anything, I'll just have Charlie relay it."
"He's my assistant, he only reports to me."
"Then you have Charlie relay things to me. That way I won't reveal our relationship to other employees, and I can still serve you to the fullest. Win-win."
Alexander suddenly turned his head, gave her a contemptuous glance, and questioned, "Do you always like telling others what to do?"
Lila's brain almost couldn't keep up with Alexander's logic.
She was stunned for a moment before it clicked.
They were just discussing the issue. Why did he suddenly say she was telling him what to do?
Impossible to communicate with.
Lila simply stopped engaging with him and picked up her phone to send complaint messages to her best friend.
[Alexander is so hard to please, his words are so cutting, and today he even made me stand as punishment. Having this kind of contract husband, I'm really unlucky.]
[He even scolded me in front of Ethan today and made me cry!]
[So hateful!]
Sending message after message helped her recall all of today's experiences, making her grind her teeth in anger.
Elara quickly replied: [Does he have something wrong with his brain? Why is he bullying you like this?]
Lila: [Sigh, probably because Grandma favors me and doesn't like his first love, so he's taking it out on me.]
Elara: [Are all rich young masters this crazy?]
Lila successfully caught the key word: [All? Did you run into one?]