Chapter 28
Bride of Mr.Billion
Bellaâs POV:
When Emmaâs hand was about to hit me, I grabbed her wrist.
Iâll push her back hard! âI have tolerated you for a long time. I warn you! If you provoke me again, I will hit you!â âCome on! Donât think Iâm afraid of you!â The Emma roared at me.
Bellaâs eyes were full of contempt for Emma. Her chest was filled with anger. She could no longer care about the Wharton Group. She could just put all the old and new enemies together today! â...Mr.
Wharton?â Right at this moment, someone called out in astonishment.
I looked up and saw Herbert standing at the door of the office, behind him stood the financial manager, General Manager, Gary Ackerman.
There was no expression on Herbertâs face, but his eyes were a little gloomy as he looked at us.
For a moment, I was a little flustered.
No one spoke a word.
There was a dead silence, and the atmosphere was frozen. Gary Ackerman quickly came over and said to me in a scolding tone, âBella, whatâs wrong with you? Miss Briden is our partner. You should be polite, okay?â
Iâm not happy.
Be polite? Should I be beaten and scolded by this woman?
Just as I was about to say something, I saw Emma run to Herbertâs side. She held her arm with both hands and said in an extremely aggrieved voice, âHerbert, look, your companyâs employees are going to hit people. Isnât the management too messy? Fortunately, itâs me. If I meet someone else, it will affect the reputation of the company.â âThe person who took the initiative to find fault with me is rolling his fingers, but now she is going to accuse me first.â
I glared at her fiercely, especially when I saw that Emma was still holding his arm at the moment. I felt very uncomfortable, so I turned away and looked in another direction. I didnât want to see them snuggle up together.
The manager said, âMr. Wharton, Bellaâs mother is ill. Sheâs been in a bad mood recently. Please forgive her, Miss Briden.â
Before Herbert could speak, the Emma immediately said, âEvery family has private affairs. If itâs like this, the companyâs management will only become chaotic.â
âDoes she think she is the wife of Herbert?â
I thought about my current identity and found it both ironic and ridiculous.
But i didnât say a word.
I donât know what I should say.
At this time, Joey spoke. âItâs Miss Briden up a fuss. Although we are employees of the company, we canât be beaten or scolded. As employees of the company, donât we have basic dignity?â
I looked at Joey gratefully.
Emma immediately pointed her finger at Joey and said, âHerbert, itâs just that this employeeâs attitude is particularly bad and her efficiency is low. I really donât know how could she get into the company.â âYou...â
Joey was about to argue.
âSpeak less. Do you really want to quit?â The manager immediately motioned for Joey to shut up.
âYes, yes, yes.â The manager immediately nodded.
At this time, the Emma said, âHerbert, are you just going to ?â
Herbert said in an extremely cold voice, âMiss Briden, our relationship is not very close. Besides, this is a company, not a supermarket. Please pay attention to your words and deeds.â
â...â Emma who had been arrogant just now couldnât say a word.
âIâll go back to work.â Herbert nodded politely and turned to leave.
âEmma was so angry that she stamped her feet and left, which made everyone laugh in a low voice.
The matter was over. But I still felt a little uncomfortable.
I sat back in my seat and felt annoyed. Looking down at the paper and pen in front of me, I was even more annoyed. How could I write it? It was the one who took the initiative to find fault with me.
The most important thing was that his indifferent attitude made me very uncomfortable.
I sat there for a long time, but I couldnât write a word...
At noon the next day, when I was about to get off work, I received a call from Connor.
âMadam, letâs invite you to a restaurant.â
I whispered into the phone, âIâve already asked my colleagues to bring me lunch.â
âMrs, this is an order from Mr. Wharton.â Connor insisted. I couldnât help but frown, feeling a bit conflicted.
After all, he asked me to . Maybe because i am his nominal wife, he doesnât have to care about my feelings? I felt a little uncomfortable, but I had to compromise. After all, I still have to continue working in this company. I still need this income. The baby in my belly also needs to be born smoothly.
Moreover, it was just for lunch. I could not feel sorry for anything, nor could I feel sorry for delicious food.
Yes, that was it.
I tried hard to convince myself. Twenty minutes later, I arrived at the restaurant. The dining table was already full of dishes, but Herbert didnât come here again. Only Connor stood in front of the dining table.
Connor pulled out the stool in an extremely gentlemanly manner. Then, he said, âMadam, thereâs a meeting at noon today, so Iâll let you have your own meal.â Hearing this, I was very happy. After all, there was no need to see that man, and there were good food to eat.
The dishes on the table today were very delicious.