Seize His Little Wife

“You’ll know if it’s serious when you try it.”

“That … that’s better.” Mick White gave two sardonic laughs.

Are you kidding? How could he possibly want them to get divorced.

After the divorce, he wouldn’t be The Lane Family’s brother-in-law anymore, and his friends and family wouldn’t hold him up anymore, much less call him Fu Shao.

He wouldn’t do such a thing that would cost him more than it was worth!

“Okay Mick , I’m still at work, hang up now.” Christine White took the cell phone off her ear.

“Wait wait wait, sis, wait wait!” Mick White called out to her in a hurry.

“What else do you want?”

“Sis, I won’t go to my brother-in-law’s side to ask him for money, but you can at least give me more or less, I’m treating a couple of clients to dinner right now, so hit me up for some money to settle the bill.”

Christine White was exasperated, “You don’t even have the money for the check, and you’re treating your clients to dinner, Mick White, why are you such a big deal?”

Hearing the mockery in her words, Mick White growled in irritation, “This is none of your business, you hurry up and call me ten thousand or I’ll have mom come looking for you.”

Christine White’s small face stiffened.

Let Mom come?

How does that work!

She’s here, and it’s sure to be another cock-up!

“Ten thousand no, I only have two thousand left.” Christine White held her forehead wearily.

“Two thousand?” Mick White exclaimed, “Sis you’re hitting on a screamer, how is two thousand enough?”

“If it’s not enough you’ll have to figure it out yourself, I just bought a camera and I only have two thousand left, take it or leave it!” Christine White left it at that.

If something were to happen to the family and him, she would do her best to come up with the money for them.

But for small things, as long as mom doesn’t come to ask for it in a desperate way, she will push it away as long as she can, and if she can’t push it away, she will just give a little bit of it as a token.

“What are you buying a camera for, sis?” Mick White asked.

Christine White turned on the amplification and tossed her cell phone on the table, “For out-of-state reunions.”

“Going abroad?” Mick White came to life, “What country are you going to, sis?”

“I don’t know.”

“Take me with you, I’ve never been abroad.”

Christine White wrinkled her nose, “Our company reunion, what are you doing there, well, I’ll call you with the money, that’s all.”

She hung up the phone and transferred him the only two thousand dollars left on her card.

Looking at the balance alert on her bank newsletter, she laughed bitterly, “Now that’s a lot of pennies.”

Dang it …

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Christine White looked up and got up to go over to the door, “Assistant Gates?”

“Secretary White, President Lane is looking for you.” Gates stood outside the door and smiled weakly at her.Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Did President Lane say what he wanted to see me about?” Christine White inquired.

Gates shook his head, “President Lane didn’t say, Secretary White will know when he gets there.”

“Okay, I’ll be right over, thanks for the notice Assistant Gates.”

After saying that, Ms. White straightened her suit and headed next door into the president’s office.

“President Lane, you wanted to see me?” Christine White pushed her way in.

Baird Lane put down his pen and spoke in a cold voice, “What brings you here today? Isn’t your sick leave still open?”

Considering that she had just had surgery, he had also granted her a month’s leave to stay in the villa to recuperate.

She was so good that she came to work the day after she was discharged from the hospital.

Taking his words to heart or not!

“Uh …” Christine White didn’t expect Baird Lane to find herself for this, scratched her head and replied back, “My health is already fine, and it’s quite boring to have nothing to do all day, so I simply came to the company, and I’ve only been competent at this job as a secretary for a short while now, so I won’t be able to keep up with the pace of the three seniors if I delay any longer. ”

“In your opinion, work is more important than your body?” Baird Lane pursed his lips in displeasure.

Christine White dropped her eyes, “It’s not the same, physically I have my own measure, as for work … It does matter to me, and I’ll just have to put more effort into myself if I want to get better.”

Only the best of the best are qualified to stand beside him.

That’s what she summed up after listening to those quotes from Debby York and Molly Bort.

She is not congenitally better than Molly Bort, not as good as Molly Bort, so she only has herself to work hard afterwards to make herself good.

“Since you put it that way, it’s up to you, but I hope you’re being really measured so I don’t hear about you fainting at work or getting sick or anything like that.” Baird Lane trailed off.

“Don’t worry President Lane, I understand.” Christine White responded with a smile.

It wasn’t clear if he was caring about her with that statement, but it didn’t stop her from taking it as his concern for her body.

“Did you hear about the company reunion?” Baird Lane asked abruptly as he closed a file piece.

Christine White nodded, “I’ve heard about it, the executives and the best employees skiing abroad, but I don’t know about the rest.”

“The rest of the staff traveled around the country in batches.” Baird Lane answered for her.

“I see.” Christine White gave a dazed oh.

Baird Lane gave her an uncertain look in his eyes, “You won’t have to go on this reunion.”

Christine White froze, “Why?”

“You’ll stay at the office, the skiing program isn’t for you, and it’s cold on the snowy mountains, your body can’t take it.”

“But everyone goes and I stay here …”

“It’s decided.” Baird Lane didn’t wait for her words to finish before he hammered out, “You’re out.”

Christine White didn’t move, hands clasped on either side, “President Lane, I don’t want to stay at the office, I want to go.”

She wanted to follow him wherever he went!

There were a lot of people going, but as long as they didn’t think about the others, it was perfectly fine to think of it as the two of them going out with a group together, and this kind of opportunity was rare, and who knew if there would be a second one, so of course she couldn’t pass it up.

Besides, she’s got her camera all bought.

“No, I said you stay!” Baird Lane looked at her imperiously.

Christine White bit her lower lip, “I’m really physically fine, Baird, just let me go, I’ve never been out of the country for fun and I really want to go.”

“In this case, there is no negotiation.” Baird Lane was unmoved.

Christine White lowered her head in aggravation, still insisting, “I know it’s cold in the snowy mountains, I’ll just wear something thicker.”

Baird Lane ignored her.

Christine White was in a hurry, “Baird …”

“All right, out!” Baird Lane pointed to the door.

Knowing he was a little upset, Christine White opened her mouth, not daring to mess with him, and went out full of disappointment.

Back in the office, Christine White pouted high and low, wanting to cry a little.

It was so hard for her to have a chance to go abroad, or with him, and she had even thought about what she would buy and take pictures of when she went abroad.

Turns out he won’t allow her to go!

Christine White looked at the computer in front of her, remembered the camera she had just purchased, and smiled bitterly, gripping the mouse in preparation for returning the camera.

But when the mouse landed on the word refund, it could never be bothered to click on it.

Finally, she sighed and gave up.

Keep it, just in case you get another chance, Christine White thought to herself in her mind.

Then to keep from getting annoyed about not being able to go to the reunion, she slapped her cheeks heavily and forced herself to fight her way into work.

In the afternoon, Christine White was still carefully typing a document when Baird Lane burst through the door, “Gone.”

He spoke out coldly, startling Christine White with a jolt of mistyped words.

She hurriedly adjusted her mind and pushed up her black-rimmed glasses, deleting the typo as she asked, “Where to?”