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

Chapter 87 Design Competition

The next day.

Susan Shelby was already done preparing breakfast b y the time Seth Leeds and Jacob Shelby woke up. 1

She prepared a pot of wild herbs porridge with some extra dishes.

It was a very simple meal but it looked scrumptious.

"Susan." Seth looked at the breakfast and could not help feeling emotional. "You're simply too virtuous. Young Master Shaw did well marrying you, he makes me proud.”

"Let’s have breakfast," Susan smiled.

She was not planning to return to her job at Lanyard Construction anymore. Her brother and Seth were going to collaborate to develop some software. She could not help with the software so she could still manage to do trifling matters like this.

Seth nodded and took out his phone to take a photo first.

“What’s there to take a photo of anyway?" Jacob felt astonished.

"Heh-heh," Seth tapped away the phone. "I have to send it to someone to show off, of course."

He sent the photo to Julian Shaw straightaway, with

the caption: Breakfast prepared by Susan. 4

Then, he began chomping down the food with a look o f enjoyment on his face.

Jacob took a disdainful glance at him and shifted his stool further away from him. Then he began eating slowly, i

"Hey hey hey, why are you making that face, Jacob? Let me tell you, if this were the ancient times with the Aztecs, you'd be taken as a human sacrifice to the Tlaloc.” Seth became displeased immediately.

Jacob frowned. "Human sacrifices to the Tlaloc were children. I'm not a child.”

Seth was rendered speechless by Jacob's answer in all apparent seriousness.

"It's really scary to be uncultured," added Jacob disdainfully upon noticing that Seth made no reply to his remarks.

Seth was speechless,"..."

'Oh oh oh, what have I gotten myself into in the heat of the moment? Why do I want to work with Jacob?’

He predicted that he would lose at least ten years of his life if this were to continue.

Susan disregarded the quarreling pair. She chuckled then lowered her head to savor her porridge.

Seth was still quarreling when all of a sudden, his phone began flashing.

He took a glance and noticed that Julian had sent over a link.

He tapped on the link and brought it up on his screen.

A pile of gross-looking worms leaped onto the screen. 1

Seth felt his stomach immediately start churning in disgust.

He closed the link swiftly then sent over a nauseated emoticon to Julian.

He placed down his phone then complained to Susan," Susan, Julian is bullying me. He sent me a gross photo when I'm having breakfast. You should teach him a lesson."

"What kind of photo is that?" asked Susan out of curiosity.

Seth sent over the photo to Susan.

Susan studied it closely for a long while before she answered in all apparent seriousness, "I believe that if we deep fry this type of worm, it’ll taste pretty good."

Seth immediately replied to Susan with a shocked emoticon.

“I will deep fry some for you to try next time." Susan chuckled and patted Seth's shoulder.

Seth’s face turned ghastly pale instantaneously.

Susan went back to her seat happily. Even though Seth did not do it intentionally, he was still the person who revealed her whereabouts to Julian. She had always remembered this enmity and she finally managed to get her revenge now.

Seth felt restless as he looked at the gentle-mannered Susan.

He typed a text to complain to Julian with shaky fingers, 'Susan is bullying me.’ 1

'Oh, good job to her." Julian's reply was simple yet clear.

Seth had a mental breakdown instantaneously. He felt like his life was a tragedy.

In the bright office, Julian’s lips cracked into a smile when he saw the nauseated emoticon from Seth.

It seemed like... Susan was in rather good spirits. Otherwise, she would not be in the mood to bully someone either.

Susan felt invigorated when she was done bullying Seth.

She cleaned up the table and went back to her seat in front of the computer.

She would not return to her job at Lanyard Construction anymore so Madam Shaw would not feel that she depended on the Shaw family for a living.

Fortunately, she still had professional qualifications and work experience so it would not be difficult for her to seek employment elsewhere.

Before she went job hunting, she typed out a resignation letter and sent it to Julian's email.

Ding.

The email inbox blinked once. Julian clicked to open the new email.

His gaze deepened after screening through the contents.

This woman was actually resigning from her job!

Where would she go if she was not with him?

'Ho.' Julian replied without the slightest hesitation.

Susan could not help feeling dejected upon seeing the reply. She typed swiftly, 'Reason?'

'No reason.' This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Susan was infuriated. This man was too rude.

She typed away on the keyboard, producing loud clicking noises. "Even if you are my boss, you don’t have the authority to not allow your employee to quit!"

'Try it if you can. Leave Lanyard Construction and I'll see which company will still hire you.’

This was a plain old threat.

Susan was so furious she almost threw away her mouse.

She typed while gnashing her teeth in anger. 'You're shameless.'

'Thank you for the compliment.'

Susan glared at the screen ferociously before she gave up the plan to hunt for other jobs.

Julian had the ability to put his words into action.

This man also had the capability to turn words into reality.

It seemed that she could only abandon the plan to seek other employment for the time being.

She refused to work in Lanyard Construction, yet she could not work elsewhere either.

Then, she could only attempt to take on part-time jobs.

After all, her savings now were far from sufficient. There was really nothing she could do in case her brother's disease was triggered and he needed money for treatment.

She must find a way to increase her savings.

Susan searched the web for related information.

All of a sudden, a sentence of information leaped into her vision.

"Interior design competition? One million dollars as a reward for the first place winner?" Susan's eyes lit up.

If she won first place, would that not solve the problem with her brother's treatment costs?

Susan clicked in to view more information. The competition was organized by the joint effort of a few huge companies, one of which was Lanyard Construction.

The competition was open to the public. The designer would need to submit his or her portfolio and would qualify to join the competition after verification.

Susan pulled out a set of blueprints that she was most satisfied with right away and uploaded the file for her submission.

A few minutes later, she was notified that she was qualified to take part in the competition already.

Soon afterward, the design theme for the first round of competition appeared.

"Spring."

Susan read it softly.

The task was to produce an interior design based on the theme of 'spring'.

It was not considered a difficult theme. Susan soon began racking her brain for ideas.

At the Jenkins Corporation, Luke Jenkins checked his watch. He had an appointment with a client this morning and it was about time for the appointment.

He called in the secretary to make some arrangements then Luke picked up a file and left.

He had just made his way to the door when he received a call from the client.

"Chairman Jenkins, I'm sorry. I have an emergency at home, so would it be okay for me to delay our appointment?" said the client apologetically.

"It's fine. Family is important. We can make another appointment later on," said Luke gently.

He hung up the call and instructed the driver to drive back to the company.

He had just arrived at the doorstep of the office when h e heard the conversation between the few secretaries.

"What do you think? Is the case between Chairman Jenkins and that Susan for real?"

"The news is discussing it with precision and certainty, so it can't be fake."

"Tsk tsk tsk. I didn't expect a man like Chairman Jenkins to have fallen into the hands of a b*tch in the past. Fortunately, he dumped that woman in the end."

"Generally, men will never reject women who deliver themselves to their doorstep. However, when it comes to marrying them, it's..."

The few people were chatting away passionately when one of them suddenly looked up to see Luke standing at the door coincidentally.

"Chairman... Chairman Jenkins!" The person could not help stuttering.