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

Chapter 95 Cut Comers

Mandy Ainsley cooked up a lot of issues in her conversation such that Madam Jenkins' face was turning green from rage. How would Madam Jenkins have the courage to speak like this to her mother-in-law in the past?

Mandy still seemed fine before she married into this family. Now, she was actually so arrogant and willful.

Madam Jenkins was about to speak up when Luke said nonchalantly, "Mandy, how does that make us look for you to ask for money from the Ainsley family? I'll just get you another card then. Go and buy anything you like. You don't need to save money on m y behalf.”

"You're the best for me, Luke." Mandy cracked into a sweet smile at once.

"Go ahead." Luke passed her a new credit card.

Mandy received the card and cast a defiant glance at Madam Jenkins before she left the house joyously.

"Luke, you..." Madam Jenkins was about to nag at Luke.

Luke said with a lethargic expression, "Mother, are you unhappy because you find that our house is too calm and too quiet?" "What are you trying to say here? Are you saying that

I’m constantly trying to create a disturbance?" Madam Jenkins was displeased. "It’s right for a mother-in-law to teach the daughter-in-law to behave herself. I gave one piece of criticism and she refuted with three. I bet you won't find another daughter-in-law like her in this world."

Luke shot a glance at her. "That is also the daughter-in -law that you picked meticulously. As for the person that you picked, you must bear with it regardless.”

On the contrary, Susie was very well-mannered, but did Madam Jenkins not pick faults with her constantly too?

"You..." Luke's mockery rendered Madam Jenkins speechless.

"Alright, I still have some affairs to attend to at the company! From now on, I don't want to deal with matters like this that waste my time anymore. Mother, please enjoy your leisure time and stop meddling with things that you're not supposed to meddle with," said Luke while he turned around and left.

Madam Jenkins was so furious she almost fainted.

Charlotte hastily patted her back to comfort her.

Madam Jenkins managed to pant with great effort before she said in rage, "Look at your brother, is it proper for him to speak in that tone? How is it alright for him to order me not to meddle with matters?" "He's just confused," said Charlotte.

Madam Jenkins clenched her teeth in anger. "I don't believe that I won't be able to get Mandy to behave herself!"

She took out her phone and made a call to Madam Aisley. "Madam Ainsley, are you free this afternoon? Would you like to join me for tea?"

She had to talk about Mandy’s matters to Madam Ainsley.

"I'm not free." Madam Ainsley’s voice sounded cold and rigid.

"Is it because you have some other urgent matters?" asked Madam Jenkins hastily.

"No." Madam Jenkins’ voice sounded rather rude. 1

Madam Jenkins frowned. "Madam Ainsley, what are you trying to say?"

"What am I trying to say?" Madam Ainsley had an outburst of emotions. "Could it be that you still haven't figured it out? Is my Mandy's reputation worthless when it comes to you and Charlotte's reputation? Why do you have to blame any bad things on my Mandy! You still have the nerve to ask me what I am trying to say?" Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Madam Jenkins was stunned by Madam Ainsley’s retorts.

Soon afterward, she could not help feeling infuriated.

Luke had already handled this matter immediately so the matter was considered resolved in the meantime. Madam Jenkins did not expect that Mandy would be s o restless that she had actually gone to complain to her mother.

Madam Jenkins' tone turned cold and blunt as well." Madam Ainsley, you're really bold, huh! I bet Mandy went and complained to you. I only nagged her a little casually but I didn't expect that she would tell you that nonsensical stuff. Our Jenkins family can't take i n a daughter-in-law like this."

"Heh, we didn't learn about this matter from our Mandy. And since you've already said so, if your Jenkins family isn't satisfied with Mandy, let them get a divorce then!" Madam Ainsley was extremely unyielding. "The groom fainted during the wedding ceremony, soon afterward the father- in-law died, and she still had to endure your bullying in the house. Do you really think that our Mandy really doesn't have support behind her? You just wait and see. I shall see t o Mandy and Luke's divorce in the civil affairs bureau tomorrow."

Madam Ainsley hung up the call with a loud clap.

Madam Jenkins was dumbstruck with bewilderment.

She had only wanted to exercise control over Mandy and yet she had never thought about making them get a divorce. Now that she had provoked Madam Ainsley's anger to this extent, her face turned pale in fear and red in anger at times. She had no idea how to put an end to this feud.

The collaboration between the two families had entered a honeymoon phase now. If this incident were to strike them suddenly, perhaps the collaboration would be ruined too.

Realizing that she had possibly gotten into trouble, Madam Jenkins still refused to yield.

She could only complain to Charlotte ceaselessly.

Before she could recover from being confronted by Madam Ainsley's unyielding attitude, the servant entered the room holding a court summon.

Madam Jenkins was beyond infuriated upon taking a glance at it. "What? The b*tch still has the audacity to fight for our Luke's inheritance? No, no, I won’t go to court."

“Madam." The servant said cautiously, "If you don’t attend court, the court will decide for Moya Jones’ cause."

Madam Jenkins was speechless,"..."

She tossed the court summon in a rather agitated manner. She found herself to be in constant bad luck throughout this period of time.

Anything that she tried to do would not go smoothly.

Julian’s few actions turned the Jenkins family into chaos.

This hideous mess of matters were enough to occupy

Madam Jenkins such that she would not have the

energy to scheme against Susan anymore.

Julian smiled after hearing the feedback. "Great.

Continue to follow up on these matters. Please help Moya more with the lawsuit. Also, do speed it up on getting Moya into the Jenkins Corporation too."

The assistant hastily took on the tasks.

Unaware of Julian’s actions, Susan lived very calm and peaceful days.

She was fully engaged in the design competition.

She went through the preliminary and reexamination.

She submitted her design sketches online and went through all the steps before arriving at the finals.

There were only 50 slots allocated for the finals and the competition would be held live.

Susan took a look at the judges for the finals and could not help pursing her lips when she saw that Julian was one of the judges!

This man was obviously clueless about interior design!

What an abominable capitalist society!

When Julian came to visit at night, Susan cast a side glance at him. "You're a judge for the design competition too?"

"Why?" Julian smiled. "Are you hoping that I'd cut a few corners for you?"

Susan felt speechless for a while before she said, "So you knew that I took part in the competition long ago?" "Not long ago either. I only found out when you registered yourself," said Julian casually.

"You!" Susan could not help biting her lower lip." You’ve always known, then I..."

Julian raised an eyebrow upon realizing Susan’s thoughts. "Don’t worry. I haven’t done anything. You've made it to the finals on your own."

Susan felt rather relieved upon realizing that Julian did not look like he was lying.

Even though she wanted to get first place, she wanted to rely on her own capabilities to enter the finals with dignity, then receive the reward with dignity.

"However..." Julian cracked into a handsomely cunning smile. "However, if you wish for me to cut some corners for you, I can do that too. Give me a kiss and first place will be yours."

Susan could not refrain from rolling her eyes. "No! Don't act recklessly. I want a fair and just result."

'So, I don't get a kiss?' 2

Julian felt dejected for a moment and even more recalcitrant now. He thought about it and said, "What i f I have to cut corners for you?"

"Hey!" Susan was at a loss of whether to cry or laugh.

"Give me a kiss and I won't cut corners for you," said Julian in a righteous tone.