บททั้งหมดของ Living With My Lady Boss: บทที่ 151 - บทที่ 160

"No," Faye said without hesitation. Wilbur set his bowl down, falling deep into thought. "What's the matter?" Faye asked, confused. Wilbur frowned. "I met this guy named Remy Hudson when I was on the way back today. He claims he's from Glory Media, one of Cape's companies. Are you sure we don't own a place like that?" "Nope." Faye shook her head. "He must be a scammer using our name." Wilbur said, "Well, we should be more careful, then. These scammers might ruin Cape's reputation." "Don't worry, Boss. I'll make sure our legal team takes care of it the second we sense anything," Faye said. Wilbur was still worried. Faye said, "To be honest, situations like this aren't rare at all. These people can claim they're under Cape, but they can't start a company using our name." "Yes, but just telling people they're under Cape might be enough to tarnish our reputation," Wilbur said. Faye set her bowl down as well. "I know, but they're only telling people verbally, aren't they

Finally, Faye flashed a smile. "That was pretty impressive. Come to the human resources department again tomorrow. There'll be a contract waiting for you." "Oh." Madison blinked, only realizing she had been hired a beat later. The surprise hit her like a truck, and she did not know how to handle it. She had never thought that she would actually get the job. She stumbled as she got to her feet, bowing over and over again to Faye. Faye said calmly, "We're always open to giving young people a chance. I hope you make the best of yours." "Thank you, Miss Yves. I promise I'll do my best." Madison bowed again and left. Faye waited until she was gone before slumping back into her chair with a sigh. "I guess men do really go for the young ones, and Boss is no exception. God, am I really getting old?" Meanwhile, Indra arrived at Glory Media Company following the address Remy had given her with a heart full of hope as well. The place was an office building. Indra found the right

Indra clung onto her clothes for dear life, but she was nowhere as strong as several men combined. They tore her clothes off her and gave her a fierce beating. "What now, Mister Hudson?" asked one of the men. Remy snorted. "Lock her up and let her go without food for three days. If she still won't listen, you guys can take turns having fun with her." "Thank you, Mister Hudson," the group of men replied, bursting out into laughter. Indra felt truly hopeless, trembling in both physical and emotional agony. The next second, Remy waved a hand and some men dragged Indra into another room, leaving her in there and locking the door. This place was in the middle of nowhere, and there was no way Indra could get any help. Remy returned to his office. On his desk was a computer, the screen divided into numerous boxes showing different footage. Various streamers of both genders were bent into different positions, doing unthinkable deeds. The streams were garnering viewers in the hu

Who the hell was this guy? All of Remy's men were taken out before he could even blink. He trembled as he looked at his men on the ground. Every single one of them was either unconscious and bleeding or howling in agony from their broken bones. None of them could even stand. Remy turned to look at Wilbur shakily. "B-Bro, let's talk about this. I can give you all the money you want." Wilbur chuckled. He dragged a stool over and sat down across Remy. He took out his cigarettes and lit one of them, taking a long drag and blowing the smoke on Remy's face. "I like money. I'd say I'm a huge fan of it. How are you going to get me the money, though?" Wilbur frowned. Remy said at one, "Just tell me how much you want, and the money's yours! O-Or we can work together, and you can take however big of a cut you like. We'd be honored to be under your protection. I'm sure we'll be raking in billions within the year without even batting an eye." "Is it that easy?" Wilbur said, unconvinced.

Elsa glared at Wilbur, who was currently in the middle of a particularly long drag from his cigarette. "I came as fast as I could." "Didn't you say you were going to let me go? You f*cking liar!" Remy rasped at Wilbur. Wilbur shrugged. "I did let you go. Chief Janae's the one arresting you, not me." "You motherf*cker!" Remy was so overcome with fury and hatred that he had forgotten the fear and began cursing at Wilbur. Wilbur's expression darkened, and he kicked Remy in the face. Remy's neck almost snapped from the attack. He choked, coughing out a mouthful of bloody teeth. "Yeah, I lied to you. What are you gonna do about it?" Wilbur stared Remy down coldly. Remy looked back at the murderous Wilbur and shrank back in terror. Still, he managed to say, "You took my money, 1.2 billion dollars! Pay me back, you piece of sh*t!" Remy would rather have that money confiscated by the authorities than let it go to Wilbur. At least the former might get him a lighter sentence. Bes