A Vengeful Bride novel Chapter 8

I looked at his gloomy face, which made me feel distressed.

After hesitating for a moment, I walked in and whispered, "Edward, is there something wrong?"

Edward glanced at me and said impatiently, "You know nothing about business. Get out."

After that, he picked up the red wine on the table and began to quaff. Then he put down the glass on the table vigorously and went out like the wind.

I felt sad. In the past few years, although he was indifferent to me and alienated from me, at least he would maintain his dignity and take care of my feelings.

But now, he no longer had to keep his dignity in front of me.

All that was left was disgust.

I went to the bathroom to take a shower and I lay in the bathtub. The anxious look of Edward lingered in my mind. Edward had always given me the impression that he was omnipotent and had never behaved like this.

After thinking about it, again and again, I finally took out my phone and dialed a number.

This was a phone number of Edward's secretary, who was my senior in university and took good care of me.

He told me all the reasons, saying that this time there was an overseas project. They will use a batch of fashion design drawings to compete with another company for the right to enter a big shopping mall in Paris.

This was very important to the Xi's Group, but the design draft given by the design department was rejected twice, which made Edward very annoyed.

I didn't know much about these business matters, but I always felt that Edward is different from what he used to be in dealing with this matter. Maybe he wants to divorce me, and Betty's miscarriage affected him, too...

After thinking about it, I said, "Senior, I want to know about this project, is that okay?"

"Yes, you can. But don't let G.M.Xi perceive it. It involves business secrets." The senior agreed for fear of hurting our relationship.

"Well, I understand." I knew he would agree, but I didn't tell him my plan.

After I got the design requirement of the project, I closed the door of my bedroom and began to work.

Finally, I finished the design draft on the morning of the third day. Fortunately, there was no one at home, my mother- in- law also went out to visit relatives and didn't come back. Otherwise, I wouldn't have so much time.

I hadn't slept for two days and nights. My head was groggy, but I was very excited. I hoped to help Edward in this matter. So that I could owe him less and feel better.

I called my senior and handed him the design draft. After seeing the design draft, he quickly called back and asked me who designed it.

I heard that he sounded very happy, so I didn't hide anything, saying that I did it on my own.

The senior nodded, said that this draft was of high-level, and could have a try.

I told him not to tell Edward that I was the one who made the design if the draft worked.

The senior also had some concerns, so he agreed first.

After hanging up the phone, I was so tired that I laid down without taking off my clothes.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, I received a phone call from my senior, saying that Edward and the customers were very satisfied with my design. The right to hold the shelves in Paris was very certain. Edward also specifically asked who had designed it and ready to give the person a rich bonus.

I asked anxiously, "Did you tell him?"

He replied, "You told me not to, didn't you? Don't worry, I didn't say it. I just said that it was made by the design department. I'll give you the reward directly then."

Hearing the senior's words, I could not help but let out a sigh of relief. I didn't care about the reward, but since there was a reward, it showed that Edward must be in a good mood.