Chapter 135 - He Begins To Secretly Defend His Integrity

"I think you want your salary to be deducted to the next year?" Mike sneered.

He did not mind being a little evil.

"You really don't want to eat it, right?" Scarlett asked.

It was a pity that she had specially lined up to buy it.

Mike waved his hand in disgust. Scarlett held the box dejectedly.

"Actually, this is my favorite taste. I want to share it with you."

If you like someone, shouldn't you understand each other's preferences?

"Come back."

No one could resist the disappointed expression of the cat, and Mike was no exception.

"Put it down."

Scarlett happily returned, cut off a piece, and put it in front of Mike's mouth.

"Try it. It's delicious."

Mike didn't say anything and just looked straight at Scarlett, making her panic.

Scarlett's heart beat rapidly as Mike stared at her. If he didn't eat it, it would be awkward for her to just lift it up like this, so she wanted to send it to her mouth.

"Who did you meet today?" Mike asked, pressing her hand down.

"I ate and went shopping with Miffy. Oh, right! When I came back, I met your friend called Jett. Miffy ran away when she saw him. I don't know why."

"Didn't you see Allen?"

"Why him? I want to eat more tonight." Looking at that scum father would make her appetite much worse!

It was strange. Mike wondered why Allen suddenly behaved so well.

Mike frowned, and while thinking, he held Scarlett's hand and put the cake into his mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Scarlett looked at him expectantly. This was the limited edition of her favorite cake shop!

"It tastes bad." Compared to what Scarlett did, it was far worse.

Mike's merciless remarks made Scarlett curl her lips, but he glanced at her.

"What are you waiting for? Feed me!"

Although it was not tasty, for the sake of her feeding him, he reluctantly ate it.

Mike was addicted!

"If it tastes bad, why are you still eating it?" Scarlett said.

Mike looked straight at her and said seriously.

"It's delivered here. Why push it out?"

No matter how much she changed, Mike would not let her go.

The Abraham Group's new product launch conference was about to begin, and there would be a banquet after it was over.

Although it was just an ordinary business ball, the Abraham Group still paid a lot of attention to it.

Before the divorce, Mike had also held a banquet like this a few times, but at that time, he did not ask Scarlett to do anything except for accompanying him.

However, it was different this time. Mike had asked the manager of the public relations department to take Scarlett while handling the entire process. Mike wanted her to familiarize herself with the process.

Emily, the manager of the public relations department, was a woman who was a head taller than Scarlett. She looked very cold and was very rude to the staff.

In view of Scarlett's identity, Emily was barely polite to Scarlett in terms of words.

Scarlett felt that Emily did not seem to like her very much.

It was from a woman's intuition.

Scarlett always felt that when Emily smiled at her, her eyes were icy, and there was a sense of alienation in her words.

"These are the schedule for the banquet. Take a look. If there's no problem, sign here."

Emily handed a thick folder to Scarlett.

"I really don't know what's so good about this woman. Why would the president send an idiot here?" Emily looked at Scarlett's profile and thought with jealousy.

Emily, as a high-ranking manager who was recruited by Mike with a lot of money, had a good ability. She always thought that she had a chance to be Mike's wife. After all, her family background, appearance, and work ability were worthy of Mike.

However, no one expected that such a woman would suddenly appear.

"No big problem. However, in terms of wine, we can replace Chateau Parenchere with Pontet Canet. Both 1990 and 1995 would be okay."

Scarlett handed the folder to Emily.

Although it was the first time Scarlett had come into contact with it, the Lauren family had educated her for four years as a lady. Strictly speaking, she was not a pure Cinderella.

Emily was a little surprised.

She had thought that this woman from a collapsed company would be like a country girl, but she had never thought that Scarlett would be so professional.

"Why do you want to change it? I don't think there's a problem with it!"

Emily replied with dissatisfaction.

"There is indeed no problem with the food, but an important guest today will be more fond of the taste of Pontet Canet."

During this period of time, Mike had frequently brought Scarlett to various banquets, and it was not without harvest.

Emily's expression darkened. Although she was unconvinced, she could not find a reason to refute. She could only find trouble from another angle.

"I forgot to tell you. As the wife of the CEO, I hope that you will always remember your identity and take care of the image of the Abraham Group. After all, you have to enter and exit the 5-star hotel. Your outfit is too casual."

Scarlett lowered her head and looked at her tracksuit.

"Although I don't know why Mr. Abraham choose a woman like you to marry, since you are already his wife, you must always maintain the image of the President!"

Emily, who had been suppressing her anger for several days, finally found a vent at this moment.

Scarlett blinked at her provocative words. She understood. No wonder Emily had always disliked her.

It turned out that Emily was also one of Mike's supporters.

It was said that Emily's family also did business, and the scale was not small. Her background was much better than Scarlett's.

Although Scarlett felt a bit of sympathy for Emily, in the face of her undisguised hostility, Scarlett replied indifferently.

"This outfit was chosen by Mike."

With one sentence, Scarlett easily defeated Emily, who thought that she was on the moral high ground.

"Impossible!"

Emily thought, "Mr. Abraham is such a tasteful man. How could he let Scarlett come out in casual clothes?"

Although Scarlett's outfit was also expensive, compared to the clothes Emily wore, it was too casual.

"Perhaps he is afraid that I will be tired after walking too much. Well, Ms. White, your shoes are very high. Will they hurt your feet?"

Emily was so angry that her face turned pale, but she couldn't lose her temper.

In the following period of time, Emily did everything she could to make trouble for Scarlett, but Scarlett responded well.

In the evening, Mike came out of the bathroom, looking at the wall thoughtfully.

He had already prepared for the banquet the next night.

Hopefully, this banquet could become an important opportunity to change his relationship with the little wild cat.

However, there was still a long night before the arrival of the next day.

Mike lay on the bed, thinking about Scarlett next door. He was unable to sleep.

He grabbed his phone and scrolled through his Moments.

Mike frowned when he saw the photo that Scarlett posted.

It was the back of a woman, and there were words with it.

"I just like to see that you hate me but can't get rid of me."

He recognized the woman at a glance.

It was the manager of the public relations department.

"Was the little wildcat in a bad mood because of this woman?"

Mike's eyes darkened.