My Wife Had My Baby In Secret

Chapter 19: What's so noble about pretending

Mike's beautiful dark eyes were rolling with crystal tears.

The little mouth is also tightly pursed, the childish face is full of aggression.

Is it true that Evelyn doesn't want him?

Not even listening to the phone ......

For a moment, Mike looked at the cage-like house in front of him, which was heavily guarded and

surrounded by cold, and he suddenly felt so panic.

He doesn't want to not see Evelyn or be locked up.

He must, must escape!

Sucking in his nose, he quickly wiped away his tears.

Crying is a sign of weakness.

He wants to be the strong one, the one who can protect his mother!

......

Evelyn prepares breakfast and comes to call Reece for dinner.

The little one did not change his face and could not see the slightest hint, Evelyn did not think much

about it at all and sent him to kindergarten naturally.

Before leaving, he also thoughtfully gave the little one a mua-ha.

The little one blushed again with shame.

But once Evelyn returned to the Neptune Group, it was clear that everyone was looking at her

strangely.

"So she's the daughter of a murderer, huh?"

"Before the wind did not reveal a bit, I guess this time also want to approach the young master , the

result was the Barron family to find out her past information, and then hard hit the face, right?"

"No, the Barron family doesn't even want her to design young master's birthday house anymore. ......"

"Ha, you guys don't talk nonsense, people are looking so ugly."

Everyone said one thing, and some even deliberately raised their voices, fearing that Evelyn would not

hear them.

Evelyn then suddenly understood that her main designer position was removed, there were already

some female employees in the office who were jealous of Evelyn's beauty, and now they got the news

from somewhere that she was formerly a bankrupt celebrity of the Wilson family, and now she had

fallen into the Neptune Group, so of course they had to mock a wave... ...

In fact, Evelyn has always been quite well liked in the office, but where there are people, there is gossip

and conflict of interest.

Evelyn didn't take these rumors seriously and did what she needed to do.

What's so hard to hear? Didn't you hear enough when the Wilson family was in trouble four years ago?

These words of theirs and the insults of the debtors at that time are simply small and not worth

mentioning.

So torturous times have passed, now can still break her down?

Ms. Robbin walked over at this moment and knocked on Evelyn's desk, "Evelyn, Mr. Dewey wants you

to go down to his office."

Evelyn wrinkled her brow in some disgust.

But I couldn't help it, so I gathered myself and knocked on the door of Mr. Dewey's office.

"Mr. Dewey, what did you want to see me about?"

"Close the door, I want to talk to you." Mr. Dewey, a man in his early forties, with a beer belly and a

Mediterranean head, looked at Evelyn with a salivating gleam in his eyes.

He is rumored to be a relative of the Moore family and is as secure as a mountain in the group.

Evelyn did as she was told and closed the door.

Mr. Dewey closed the blinds by hand, and the spacious office became an enclosed space for two.

He sat on the couch and pointed to his side, "Come sit down."

Go over and sit?

Are you sure you are not being taken advantage of in the past?

Evelyn stood unmoving, a bad chill running down her back: "Manager, if you have something to say,

please say it straight."

Mr. Dewey crossed his legs, his eyes darting from Evelyn's face to her curvy figure.

Swallowing, he deliberately dragged out the tone slowly and spoke, "Today the company is full of

rumors about you, you heard them all, right?"

"I don't know where it came from, it's all nonsense, don't worry manager, this won't affect my work!"

Evelyn immediately assured that she needed the job at the moment.

"No wind is no wave, Eve ah, you should know, your work has always been excellent, just missing a

little opportunity to rise to the top, as long as you are willing to sacrifice a little, I guarantee the young

master of Barron family birthday villa that project, I will still find a way to give you."

The words were clearly spoken with a strong sense of something.

Evelyn was even more sweaty.

She was forced to go on a business trip with Mr. Dewey for a previous project, and Mr. Dewey

coincidentally saw her just after taking a shower, when the other manager wanted a document, and she

was in a hurry to go out, not wearing makeup, wearing pajamas.

Mr. Dewey accidentally bumped into it and froze on the spot, and then every now and then he would

make nasty advances to her.

But because of his married status, he didn't dare to be too blatant in the company.

As for the young master of Barron family's birthday cottage project, it was Evan himself who vetoed

her, and he, Kevin Dewey, can still jump on top of Evan? Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Evelyn said, "Thank you for the manager's attention, but I'm too clumsy to think about such a big

project."

"A toast to the wine will often not end well."

"Sorry, I don't drink anything."

Mr. Dewey faced with such a disobedient Evelyn, the fire in his heart burned, slapped the desktop and

said angrily: "Those rumors have brought bad influence to the company, after internal discussion, your

bonus for this month will be deducted by half!

Speaking here, Mr. Dewey deliberately paused, his face gradually became smug, and lewdly hooked

the corners of his mouth: "If you have objections to spare the bonus, consider my previous proposal

......"

Evelyn, however, agreed flatly, "Whatever the manager says is right, I have no objection."

"......" Mr. Dewey was choked up and gave Evelyn a hard stare telling her to get out, his face piled with

cross flesh and looking a little menacing.

Tsk, it's obviously been played badly, why are you still pretending to be noble?

He whipped around and called the marketing department, dispatching Evelyn out to help run the bill of

materials.

Late summer afternoon, the sun is the most toxic time, the asphalt roads are baked like a deformation.

But probably when people are unlucky, a mouthful of water will be stuffed.

When she was walking along the road, her heel accidentally got stuck in the sewer, and it took a lot of

effort to pull it out, but she had the bad luck to break her foot.

Crouching on the side of the road, rubbing her sore ankle, Evelyn greeted Kevin's entire family.

If he didn't have connections, he would have been fired many times for trying to sneak up on female

employees.

Son of a bitch.

For the sake of money, she endures!

......

"Master Evan, the woman on the side of the road, seems to be Evelyn?" Hugh drove through a traffic

light intersection, waiting for the green light gap, accidentally saw a woman squatting on the sidewalk.

The woman tilted her head slightly sideways, and Hugh got a good look at her face.

Because Reece for Evelyn and Evan big tantrum, so Hugh has a deep impression of Evelyn.

Evan sniffed, his eyes spread out the window along with Hugh's eyes, and indeed saw Evelyn

crouched on the ground without any image.

She was holding her right ankle tightly in one hand, and there was a hint of pallor in her cheeks, as if

she was whining and murmuring something.

It just so happens that a strand of broken hair slightly hanging, with a golden glow, and set off her quiet

and beautiful.

From this angle, there is a slight resemblance to Reece's little face.

Especially those eyes ......