Chapter 11 My Wife Is Just That Excellent

Winifred was dumbstruck. She even felt like this was all a dream. She had easily secured this investment eligibility that the Zea family had said to be harder than getting into heaven.

Winifred forgot how she left the office building. Outside, Tyr was standing there looking at her with a smile on his face. It was like he already knew she would succeed.

“Tyr, I got the investment eligibility contract.” Winifred waved excitedly at Tyr, and the latter went straight over to give her a hug.

“I knew you would succeed.”

“But, I feel that it was too easy. Like something’s wrong.”

“There’s nothing wrong with it. Those who put in the effort will be rewarded. This isn’t a difficult task to begin with.”

At the same time, inside the Zea Group’s higher management conference room. The group of higher-level management officers was all called to assemble here by Jorge. Even Travis and Iris were present.

Jorge had called this urgent meeting because the plan to invest in the city center had failed. Hence, they had to come up with new countermeasures to compensate or look for another opportunity.

Just as everyone was feeling downhearted and upset, the doors of the conference room were pushed open. Tyr and Winifred strode in energetically.

“What are the two of you doing here? Get out this instant. This is the Zea Group’s higher management meeting; both of you have no right to participate.”

They had both just entered the room when Jackson bellowed.

Tyr cocked up an eyebrow and looked directly at Iris and Travis. “If they can be here, why can’t we?”

“Tyr, you sh*tty beggar. Can you even compare to Travis and I?” Iris was wearing an arrogant expression. Even after she had just spoiled the Zea Group’s plans, she still remained full of herself.

Tyr sneered. “You have more failures than accomplishments, so of course we can’t compare to the two of you.”

“You…” Iris turned pale at this.

Tyr held Winifred’s hand as he strode inside. “Grandpa, is that promise you made still valid? That if my Winifred gets the investment eligibility for the Zea Group, you would let her become the design department’s manager.”

After he had said this, everyone looked at Tyr like he was an idiot. The old man was currently furious because of this issue, but Tyr had come here to joke around. He clearly had a death wish. Jorge’s expression was ugly and his whole body was trembling in fury.

Iris mocked, “Tyr, did you hit your head at the door? Are you saying this to insult Grandpa deliberately?”

Tyr frowned. “Why would you think that?”

“Because the investment plan was ruined. Can’t you tell what’s going on? Now you’re just adding salt to Grandpa’s wounds. A beast like you better leave this instant. And you, Winifred, take care of your beggar and don’t let him run about, disgusting everyone else.”

Surprisingly, Winifred retorted this time. She looked coldly at Iris and said, “Who said the plan is ruined?”

After she spoke, the room fell into silence. Everyone was staring at Winifred, puzzled, shocked, and in disbelief.

“Winifred, are you trying to say that you have secured the investment eligibility contract? What a joke! With the likes of you?”

Not just Iris, not a single person around the table believed that Winifred had gotten the contract.

Thud! Tyr took the contract from Winifred’s hand and slammed it down heavily onto the conference table. After that, he swept a domineering glance at everyone in the room. “I’m sorry, everyone, but my Winifred really did secure the Zea Group’s investment eligibility contract. Your eyes are not deceiving you. My wife is just that excellent!”

There were no words to describe how shocked the Zea Group’s higher management officers felt. They had been racking their brains, trying every method, and even gotten the Jensen family of Century Herb Pharmaceuticals to get them connected but they could not secure the contract. Yet, this contract was secured, instead, by the shame of the Zea family, the woman without authority or status, Winifred Zea! What kind of joke was this?

“Quickly, bring it over here and let me see it.” Jorge’s expression was filled with disbelief.

Winifred immediately brought the contract over to Jorge and handed it to him respectfully.

The old man hastily flipped through the contract to assess its credibility. Finally, when he saw Drake Tucker’s stamp and signature on the last page, Jorge’s whole body trembled with excitement. “This contract is real. Winifred has really secured this contract for the Zea family.”

Everyone was shocked.

Tyr smiled at Jorge and asked, “Grandpa, is your promise still valid?”

“Valid, of course, it’s valid,” Jorge answered enthusiastically. “I now announce that Winifred Zea is officially the manager of Zea Group’s design department…”

However, before Jorge could finish his words, a loud shriek interrupted him. “Grandpa, something’s wrong. Winifred could get this city center investment eligibility contract because of an error: Drake Tucker has gotten the wrong person. Drake must have mistaken Winifred for me. That’s why he has chased me out and given the contract to Winifred.”

After Iris said this, everyone seemed to have come to a realization.

That’s right. Winifred is nothing, so how could she have easily secured this contract? Drake Tucker must have mistaken Winifred for Iris. That’s why he has handed the contract to her. This was originally Travis’s effort behind the scenes.

“So, Grandpa, the one who should get promoted is me and not Winifred.”

Winifred’s whole body shook. She stared incredulously at Iris. How could this woman be so shameless? “Iris, Mr. Tucker gave me this contract because my meticulous preparation and sincerity moved him. This had nothing to do with you.”

Pfft… Iris snorted. The other management officer around, too, laughed out loud.

“Winifred. Your sincerity? Your meticulous preparation? There were so many sizable companies today, which one of them didn’t come meticulously prepared? Drake Tucker gave you that contract all because my Travis has pulled some strings and given him gifts. This spot was already secured by us in the first place. Have you no shame?”

Winifred was flaring up with anger. She turned to Jorge. “Grandpa, this contract really…”

“That’s enough, Winifred.” Jorge’s attitude had done a 180-degree turn. “I think Mr. Tucker must have really gotten the wrong person. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have been able to get this contract.”