The Pampering CEO: Don't Mess With My Secretly-Married Sweet Wife novel Chapter 231

"Mr. Shaw, Luke Jenkins has gone back to the Jenkins Corporation. He's acting more authoritarian now than before. It's only been a day but he's already repressed the objecting voices in the company and driven away several founding members, promoting some young and eager mid-level executives. Although the entire Jenkins Corporation still has things to say about him, those he's promoted are indeed capable, so the Jenkins Corp is still generally stable."

"Also, Moya Jones was in charge of the resort project's accounting previously. Luke Jenkins asked someone t o investigate the numbers once he came back and found that she committed a serious fraud on the accounts, embezzling five million dollars. Luke Jenkins threatened to report her to the police if she doesn't leave the company."

"Charlotte Jenkins takes the position of the company’s vice general manager and she, too, is showing surprising command. Right now..."

Julian listened to his underling's report while he flipped through the documents at hand. The report came to an end just as he got to the last document.

Julian arched a brow. "Continue to follow up on the situation in the Jenkins Corp and report to me punctually every day." "Yes, sir." The man agreed and left in reverence.

Julian's fingers tapped the table with a deep glint flashing across his eyes.

From the information he was given, there was a significant change in Luke Jenkins's strategies and ways of dealing with things in comparison to the past.

Previously, his tactics were generally gentler but there was a sense of cutthroat malice in them.

It perturbed Julian.

After all, both the Shaws and the Jenkins were not on the best of terms currently.

In spite of it, he was only mildly perturbed. No matter what Luke was up to, Julian was confident that he'd b e able to tackle it if it came his way. He was not going t o lose.

There was a call on his phone then. Picking it up, Julian could not help the smile that tugged the corners of his lips.

The custom wedding dresses that he had ordered were finally here.

"Send them to the Shaws,” said Julian.

Hanging up, he got up to rush his way home. He wanted to give Susie the most impeccable wedding before her baby bump would show.

For two months, he busied himself with the wedding preparations other than the company affairs. From the venue decoration to the food and beverages,

Julian tended to each aspect personally.

He was not able to give Susie a grand wedding when they registered their marriage. Now, he was making it up to her. His Susie deserved the best of everything in this world.

When Julian made it home, the wedding gowns had just arrived as well.

He had ordered five of them, each a prized work of the best masters. As for which wedding dress that would b e chosen, it all depended on Susan's preference.

The customized wedding dresses were exquisite and could not be folded. Each dress was delivered in trucks together with the closet it was in.

There were five wedding dresses from five different companies. Each company had sent their respective professionals to be on standby so they could alter the gowns anytime if there were any issues during the fitting.

The five professionals arrived at the same time. Once the wedding dresses were laid out, their gazes at each other were on guard.

Although Julian had already paid for the dresses, his wedding was going to be the wedding of the century. The dress that Susan wore on their wedding day would definitely help the company’s reputation by a long stretch.

Pushing their work in order to finish the wedding dress as soon as possible, all five companies ultimately completed the gowns on the same day. There were no more factors of victory or loss. It now completely depended on the craft of the company.

Passing the drowsy stage of her pregnancy, Susan now looked much more perked up.

In spite of it, she felt a little dizzy looking at the five dazzling gowns. All five dresses looked perfect, so perfect that she did not know how to choose.