The Gorgeous Substitute Wife of Mr. President

In fact, it worked.

But it is just on the surface.

She can't really sit back and watch.

After all, as a designer, whether professional ethics or selfishness, did not want clothes designed by her own have any defects.

Moreover, at first she only promised to pretend to be Nora, but she did not promise to profit from it.

Of course, John threatened her again and again, and she could not ignore it. She could only secretly remind Lucas.

Thinking of it, when she returned to home that night and waited for Lucas to come back for dinner, she mentioned they went to the dyeing factory during the day.

"In the morning, I went to the Dyeing Factory with the general manager and Miss Morgan to confirm the fabric. The quality was good."

She said this and watched Lucas.

Lucas sensed her eyes, didn't care, and gave a casual huh.

It's like he really didn't care.

Evelyn had no choice but to keep on saying, "Although most of the fabrics are good, there are still a few defective ones in them. I think we should look for someone who is responsible for quality control to deal with it." As she said this, Lucas finally recognized what she meant.

He stopped unexpectedly and looked up at Evelyn.NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

It is reasonable to say that the woman should protect her father at present, but what she said just now meant to be against her father, which made him wonder.

"Are you not afraid of your father will be angry when you do this?"

He inquired, smiling with inquiry in his eyes, as if he were discerning the truth of her remark.

After all, he still remembered that the woman used all means to benefit her father.

Evelyn also saw the doubts and suspicions in his eyes and said lightly, "I'm just a small employee of the company."

In other words, the quality inspector has nothing to do with her. It's all the company's decision-making.

Lucas also heard what it meant. He looked at Evelyn with heavy eyes and smiled.

"What a good small employee."

How did he not know that this was Nora's excuse for disassociate with the problem.

Even if her father blames, he can't be blamed. What's more, even if there's anything wrong with the fabric in the future, it has nothing to do with her. Evelyn saw that her thought had been seen through by the man, and she tried to resist her discomfort and asked again, "How do you like it?" Lucas heard it, looked back at her and said, "As you wish."

Then he finished his meal, gracefully wiped the corners of his mouth, went to his study, and got up and left.

Evelyn was relieved to see him leaving.

This is the end of the matter, and even if John really did something wrong, it would not blame her.

She thought, laying down a big stone in her heart, and she had an appetite to continue eating.

When she's full, she goes back to her room and continues the work she hasn't finished.

For a time, the whole new house was quiet.

No one came until late at night.

"Master, Miss Morgan is asking to see you."

The housekeeper reported respectfully outside the study.

Because Lucas had ordered Amelia not to enter the new house without his permission, she now needs to be notified when she comes. Lucas could not help frowning at the housekeeper.

"Dose she got anything to say?"

The housekeeper answered, "She said it's business. Does master want to see her?"

Lucas waved and asked him to bring Amelia up.

The housekeeper nodded and turned downstairs to lead Amelia into the new house and to the study.

Amelia followed the housekeeper, her eyes full of anger.

Before she came to Lucas, she never needed to be notified, but now because of Nora that bitch, she was restricted to enter, which made her angry. Especially when she saw the new house that she had not seen in a few days, it had changed a lot.

Vases were added to the tea table, and there were many warm ornaments around, which added a trace of home flavor to the previously cold room. Her eyes were red.

How did she not know that it was that bitch's masterpiece?

Sooner or later, she'll throw her out, along with these garbage.

She thought, forcing herself to take back her sight, and soon followed the housekeeper to the study.

"Master, Miss Morgan is here."

The housekeeper knocked on the door to announce that, in response to Lucas, he opened the door and motioned Amelia in.

Amelia has just stepped into study, and she can't help but be fascinated by the beauty in front of her eyes.

Lucas was wearing home clothes and leaning on the back of his chair. The two buttons on his neck were opened, revealing a tight and powerful chest. Especially under the illumination of the lamp, his whole person emits a kind of lazy feel, like a cheetah in rest, charming and dangerous.

Amelia's throat tightened and her love on her eyes could not be concealed.

She stares at Lucas, and sworn in her heart that she will get this man all her life, no matter what kind of method she use.

Only he is worthy of himself!

Lucas noticed her sight, and a boredom arose in his heart. "What's wrong?" he said coldly.

Amelia looked back, heard the impatience in his words, and quickly curbed the admiration in her eyes.

Without 100% assurance, she can't let Lucas know what's going on in her mind, otherwise Lucas will surely get rid of her.

Think about it, she cleared her throat and explained her intention.

"Lucas, I'm here to tell you something about the fabric supplier."

Yes, from the beginning, she came here for the purpose of making a complaint.

She embroidered the truth that the factory used inferior fabrics as good ones during the day.

"Lucas, we must not tolerate this matter, otherwise it will affect the quality of our future products."

Lucas looked at her angry face and said lightly, "This matter Nora has told me, I have arranged for someone to supervise specially in the future." Amelia didn't expect Nora to say it on her own initiative, and she was stunned for a moment.

She thought the woman was as ambitious as her father, however she was so honest.

Suddenly, she was blocked in her chest and felt herself worse than the woman.

Even when she managed to have the goods on her, she was blocked by the woman.

Even more jealous was that Lucas had guarded the woman all the way, which made her mad with jealousy.

Why did the woman get his favor?

She liked him for so many years and got along with him for so many years. Can't it compared with they get along in less than a month?

Lucas was not aware of the resentment in her heart. When she stood in her place, he frowned and asked, "What else are you going to say?" Amelia came to herself, suppressed her unwillingness, and responded: "No. That's all."

Lucas nodded: "Go back early to rest if you have nothing to say."

After this, he no longer cared about Amelia and bowed his head to deal with the files.