Dominant Boss: Call Me Hubby, My Dear

"Why don't you try to get into Fourth Master Swan's pants?" Monica sounded serious with her suggestion.

Jeanne was watching George typing on his laptop. His tiny fingers were moving across the keyboard swiftly and there were a few lines of data on the screen that caught Jeanne's eyes. "JEANNE!" The silence left Monica agitated.

Jeanne regained her composure and said, "Yeah, you were saying?"

"I'm saying, go after Fourth Master Swan. Other than those folks from Creston City... Wait, I think even those folks from Creston are a little afraid of him. So, if you can get his attention, or get him to fall for you, not only the Lawrence family but even Eden will have to be scared of you then."

"You think too much of me." Jeanne chuckled.

"You're beautiful, like an angel. If I were a man, I'd fall for you too. I know that b*stard Eden cheated on you with Jasmine because he didn't get to sleep with you."

"That doesn't mean I have to sleep with Fourth Master Swan."

"Why not? He's single now. Don't worry, I'll create a chance for you. I might not know the man but my husband is his personal doctor. I'll go ask my dumb hubby to maybe create a chance for you guys to meet.' Jeanne strongly believed that Monica's joke would drive her crazy one day.

Who would call their own husband dumb?

Dr. Jones, or Monica's husband, would probably roll his eyes at his wife when he learned this.

"Have you forgotten that no one has ever seen a woman beside Fourth Master Swan?" Jeanne asked.

"But it doesn't mean that he's gay," Monica argued.

"Fine. You win."

"Maybe he's waiting for his Mrs. Right and you, you might be his Mrs. Right!" Monica was already high on her imagination.

Jeanne wanted to pull her back to reality. "This isn't some lame online novel. Monica, stop with your delusional thoughts. It's impossible between me and Fourth Master Swan."

"Why are you so stubborn?"

"Because I don't need anyone."

Monica was worried that Jeanne might get bullied by the Lawrence family again.

Monica grew up with love. Her parents loved her so much that they could give their lives for her.

Jeanne was the exact opposite. Jeanne's father taught her the meaning of cruelty.

What happened that night shocked Monica a lot and it changed her world.

something to do. Talk to you later." "Jeanne?" Jeanne already hung up the phone. She knew if she did not hang up, Monica could go on for the whole day. She

phone down

His brows above his black-framed glasses furrowed and his lips protruded slightly. He

not see it with her own eyes, she would never believe that a six-year-old was adroit at

"Have you gotten the

a look,"

down beside her son. She had

business line was limited. They had been trying to venture into a new business in the past two years but chickened out at the last

that George hacked out

invest in

the intention to venture into e-commerce, hence the union

"Mom, why do you want me

I want you to

not marry

ruffled the boy's curly

when his mother

their conversation

to be pampered or

only regret she

The phone rang.

of her "sadness" and she

familiar voice of a man came through the phone. "How are you doing? Getting used

doesn't matter," Jeanne

chuckled. "Miss

"Never."

cold as

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have survived

"No. You saved

"Call me

"Mhmm."

"Bye."

a short chat and there were

hung up the

"Was it

Jeanne nodded.

missed us?"

She then curled her