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Bumpkin’s Rich Handsome Husband novel Chapter 813

"Oh, you're talking about him?" Eleanor placed her hand on the armrest and looked languidly at Dominik. "It seems that there's no tacit understanding between us, Dominik. Think about it; Iron Pillar is Veronica's cook. If I can make him side with us, won't he become our pawn? Also, the Ledgers will never trust him. When they see that we're close, they'll try to make use of it. Depending on how we use him, that guy will be a good pawn."

Her words made Dominik fall into his thoughts. After pondering for a moment, he squinted his eyes and asked doubtfully, "Is that really what's on your mind?"

"Of course." Eleanor flicked the crumbs off the tips of her fingers. "Do you think I'm into an ordinary cook?"

Certainly, her insincere words were meant to fool him.

A glint flashed across Dominik's eyes as he fell for her words. After giving it some thought, a smile played on his initially pressed lips. "You're indeed intelligent, Eleanor. Why don't you tell me more about your plan?"

"Okay, this is what I think…" Eleanor explained her plan to him solemnly. He listened attentively as it was apparent that he had taken it seriously. Then, he shared his thoughts with her so that they could come up with a plot together.

"That's an excellent idea, Dominik." Eleanor laughed. After listening to his plan, she gave him a thumbs-up. "In fact, that's the best idea I've ever heard in a long time. It's decided, then. I'll get some rest now."

She waved her hand, placed both hands behind her back, and elegantly left the side hall. The instant she turned away from Dominik, the smile disappeared from her alluring face. Her eyes were cold and distant as she gave off a dispassionate vibe.

The next morning in Bloomstead, Shirley woke up early and prepared breakfast. She also packed up some food for Wade's mother and helped her wash up. When she was done with all that, she headed to the company in a hurry.

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