Chapter 237
Sweet Subterfuge
Chapter 237
Jay went home in a fury:
âWhereâs Mr. Reuben?â He asked the household staff, who looked uncomfortable.
âMr. Reuben⦠went out early in the morning and has not yet returned.â
Jayâs rage shot through the roof, and he grabbed the ashtray from the coffee table, hurling it to the floor in a fit of anger..
âCall hum and get him to come home! NOW!â
âYes, sir!â The household staff swiftly vanished, seemingly evaporating into thin air.
Hearing the noise, Annabell sashayed downstairs
âWhatâs wrong?â She hugged Jay and kissed him on the lips. âWho made you angry again?â âWho else!â Even though he had a beauty in his arms, it could not extinguish Jayâs flames of anger âThat failure has f ucked me up for good!â
Annabell was secretly delighted, but she pulled a face of concern âDonât be angry anymore What you do if youâve harmed your body this way? Once Reuben comes back, just talk to him nicely. Donât fight againâ
âThe companyâs already f ucked, and you want me to talk to him nicely?â Jayâs glare was so intense.
that his eyes almost bulged out of their sockets. Seeing the household staff return after the call, he immediately raised his voice. When will Mr. Reuben he back?â
The household staff said quickly, âHe says he will be back soon!â
Jay dropped heavily onto the sofa and lit a cigarette
Annabell quickly plastered herself to him and asked, âWhatâs wrong with the company? How is it screwed up?â
Jay took a drag of his cigarette and waved his hand irritably. Weâll talk about it after that failure gets home!â
Reubenâs âsoonâ took two long hours Jay got someone to hurry him up with calls in between. His already thinning patience was practically worn to nothing now.
âWhatâs so urgent that you got to call me home like this?â Reuben came back, drunk off his as s. He smelled of alcohol, womenâs powder, and perfume.
Jay could not restrain himself anymore. He lunged forward and delivered a forceful slap to
Reubenâs face.
Reuben held his face, staring at Jay in disbelief. His head felt heavier than ever.
âYou have the f ucking audacity to ask?â Jay jabbed a finger at his nose as he roared. âIf it wasnât for your insistence on marrying Larissa f ucking Seymour, would I end up offending Kevan tucking Rogers? Now heâs almost pilfered every single da ned person from Summer Entertainment! No project can be started! If this keeps going down the way it is, we can all f ucking go live on air!â
âWho the hell is Kevan Rogers? Reuben asked impertinently,
âLarissaâs f ucking fiance! The guy we met at the Seymoursâ last time! He is Microworks Corporationâs president!â Jay could not tell anyone of his frustration and regret
If he had known Kevanâs identity earlier, he would never have insisted that Larissa marry his s hit head of a son.
There was not anyone who did not know the name Microworks Corporation
Annabell panicked for a moment.
âCan Summer Entertainment be saved then?â She asked Jay, who remained quiet for a while before ordering Reuben, âFollow me to Covenford tomorrow and apologize in person to Kevan Rogers!
Jay slept early as he needed to catch the plane tomorrow.
Annabell texted Lana through WhatsApp âWhy didnât you tell me that your sisterâs fiancé is the president of Microworks? Now Summer Entertainment is going to get f ucked over by Microworks!
What am I supposed to do now? I just barely managed to latch onto Jay!â
Lana only replied after a long while Donât forget, the fact that youâre able to latch onto him at all was because I helped you do so
Annabell was struck speechless Less than two minutes later, Lana sent another text. If you want to save Summer Entertainment, I
have a plan, but I need the cooperation of your st upid stepson