Chapter 128

Chapter 128 Menu Vivian’s expression grew serious. Steve hesitated, knowing he couldn’t hide it any longer. He smiled and pulled her to the side garden.“My dear, you’re sharp. If Evan likes Secretary Wen, would you approve?”

Vivian was silent. She couldn’t insincerely say yes. She wouldn’t mind if it were someone else’s son, but it was hers. She didn’t interfere with her son’s choices, as long as the girl had good character, a respectable background, and he genuinely loved her. A good match would be better, of course.“Didn’t you say, ‘a woman, alive, anyone is fine‘?” Steve teased, seeing her hesitation.

Vivian playfully hit him.“What parent doesn’t want their son to find a good partner?” Realizing her words were slightly off, she said, “I’m not saying Secretary Wen is bad. I’ve heard about her; Old Chen told me she’s a capable, kind person, just unlucky in love. I hope her next relationship is happy.”

Steve saw through her.“But it can’t be Evan, right?”

Vivian:“...Fine, fine, I’m not generous enough, I’m hypocritical. As if you’d agree. Evan is our eldest son, the heir. So many eyes are watching him. Any misstep will be magnified. And even if we agree, would Grandma? We can’t ignore everything.”

Steve sighed.“Yes, he represents the Jones family; he can’t be reckless.” Smiling, he patted his wife’s shoulder.“Don’t worry too much. These are just guesses. Maybe we’re overthinking it. Didn’t you arrange several blind dates for him? Let him meet some people.”

Vivian nodded, less optimistic than him.

Julian had Evan’s contact info. Evan didn’t refuse. So, after his hangover, he saw the Moments post. Strawberry mousse... His eyes burned. That brand, that flavor–his ex–wife’s favorite!“Wife“-the word reminded him they’d divorced; she wasn’t his wife anymore; it was over; he’d lost her. The emptiness was immense. The strawberry cake was a cruel blow.

She’d moved on to Evan so quickly? What had she said yesterday? She’d lied to him! The bitterness and anger swelled. He used a new number to call me.

I was in the passenger seat; the car was entering Jones Group’s underground garage. My phone vibrated. An unknown number.

Not Julian again. We were divorced; he seemed calm; he shouldn’t be bothering me. Maybe the police? I answered, “Hello.”

“You promised! Olivia, you’re a great actress! Why didn’t you keep acting? You couldn’t wait to find a new guy...” Cold fury filled the voice.

“...” I hung up. I rubbed my forehead wearily. I’d overestimated Julian; another episode of madness.

Evan and Zach heard Julian’s rage, especially “divorced.” Zach was surprised; it happened so quickly. Evan was calm; he knew about the divorce.

An awkward silence filled the car. I looked out the window. Thankfully, we were in the garage. I followed Evan to his private elevator. Zach helped me with paperwork, gave me my security card, and showed me around, introducing me to various departments. Everyone knew I’d joined. There were rumors about the CEO’s new secretary–a headhunter recommendation, a former project manager at the Shaw Corp, the ex–girlfriend of the Shaw Corp’s CEO. They’d broken up, so the headhunter tried to recruit her. Soon, the online drama with the Crowes and Shaws broke out. The CEO blocked Crowe Group’s loan and then publicly criticized them... Everyone saw who he was protecting. He was incredibly powerful. He’d secured their CEO. Now everyone considered me a modern–day Daji (a famous seductress). But seeing me in person, many were impressed.