Perfect Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 417

She meant to say that he could only address her as Shelly during work, but other than that, they would have nothing to do with each other.

Therefore, he didn't even have the right to call her name.

Maddox wore the same expression, but his eyes visibly darkened.

Maddox didn't agree nor deny her request.

All of a sudden, something came to his mind and he curled his lip.

"Maddox Yardley."

Minerva was dumbfounded. Why did he mention his name out of the blue?

"Gender male, hobby..." His gaze settled on her face, and then he said slowly, "Playing golf, bungee jumping."

Hearing that, if Minerva didn't know what he meant, then she was an idiot.

However, never did she expect that Maddox would suddenly introduce himself.

She wrote everything down at once as if she didn't know a thing about him.

Maddox stared at her tightly like a dormant beast as he spoke every word clearly.

"I'm married."

Those two words were like bombs thrown down to Minerva's heart.

Minerva paused for a moment but continued jotting down the details after that. Was he trying to humiliate her by saying that he was married?

She smiled inwardly. Whether he was married or single, it had nothing to do with her.

However, Maddox, who was sitting opposite her, had been observing her expression.

He tried to detect any shift in her expression but saw nothing.

Minerva had a serious discussion about work with him. As such, she would ask him repeatedly if Maddox didn't answer her questions. She lowered her head to mark the information down and raised questions again after sorting them out.

Maddox originally only planned for a half-an-hour discussion. Nonetheless, more than an hour later, he actually felt... that one hour was not sufficient for them to be together.

"Thank you very much for your cooperation, Mr. Yardley. I will take note of your basic requirements. Tomorrow, I will ask my staff to come and take your measurements."

"Your staff?" Maddox laughed softly. "Miss Hanover, you might have forgotten about it, but I have the right to choose my designer. Or do your designers never do it on their own? Isn't it better for you to take my measurements?"

Minerva replied, "Mr. Yardley, I have other matters to attend to."

"Isn't it a new company? Will the rest be idle if you have too many things to deal with?"

Minerva shut and opened her eyes again impotently. Was there even a point in arguing with him?

"I didn't bring my measuring tools today. Let's schedule a meeting tomorrow."

"I'm not sure if I'm available tomorrow. Wait for my call."

Minerva responded, "Okay, I'll wait for your call. That's all for today. I'll make a move first."

"I'll send you back."

Out of her expectation, Maddox followed her out of the office. Minerva felt a little awkward. "There's no need forthat, Mr. Yardley. I drove myself here."

"Oh?" Maddox immediately thought of the car she drove the other day. He subconsciously shook the hand that was holding the keys, producing a crisp sound. "Then leave your car here. I'll send you back today."

Minerva was at a loss for words.