Chapter 60 The mistress


    It''s not far from thepany. Wendy insisted on getting off from the car at the intersection.


    She then carried her bag, jogging to the office.


    She was notte in the end.


    But still she was thest one to arrive.


    Feeling a bit guilty, Wendy returned to her seat. Then, she started to look through the files.


    After two hours, she stood up to stretch her muscles. Then she went to the pantry to get some water.


    Voices of women were heard.


    "One hundred percent."


    "You can not be so sure."


    "Didn''t you see the clothes? That''s Chanel. 10,000 dors. I can recognize the false product. Hers are


    genuine."


    "That''s right, how could a university student who just graduated afford Chanel? She must be the


    mistress of Johnson."


    "Look at her sl*t face. How could a good girl look like that."


    She pushed the door open. Then she walked in.


    They immediately shut up.


    Wendy just politely smiled at them. Then she took the water, and left.


    As she went back to her seat, her cell phone rang.


    It''s Bain. Wendy immediately pped the phone over and did not pick up.


    At noon, after work, everyone began to leave.


    Intern Avril walked over.


    "Wendy, eat togeter?"


    Wendy closed the document. "OK."


    They went downstairs. Then she ordered a lunch box.


    While waiting for the food, her cell phone rang again.


    Seeing the name of Henson, she said to Avril, "I''m going to pick up this call first."


    Wendy picked it up in a low voice, "Hello."


    "When are you off your work?"


    "I''ve already been in the canteen for lunch."


    "Then what about my lunch?"


    "You know I didn''t have time to do it."


    "So, you''re saying I won''t have the lunch food?"


    Wendy pursed her lips, "But I didn''t cook, then how could I give it to you?"


    "I''ll get my secretary to prepare our lunch. Come up to eat with me. I don''t want to eat alone."


    "But I have been here with my colleagues and even ordered the food."


    As she said this, her food was ready.


    Before hanging up, Wendy hurriedly said, "That’s it. My food is ready."


    Henson was unhappy but won''t be hurried.


    Wendy then brought the food to sit in front of Avril.


    She said with smile, "This is my first time to see people like you would eat the lunch box. I thought you


    rich people wouldn''t eat these. Before I was a little worried being rejected by you to eat me. You are


    indeed nicer."


    "Rich people?" Wendy felt a little confused and asked, "Are you saying me?"


    "Yep."


    Wendy smiled speechlessly, "I''m not rich at all."


    "You must be kidding."


    Wendy felt more confused,"I''m not joking. And I''m really a poor. How would you misunderstand that?"


    "You wear Chanel, and you say you are poor. Then wemon people can only call ourselves


    beggars."


    Chanel? Second times to hear the word today.


    Wendy lowered her head to check her clothes. Could these be... Chanel?


    Wendy didn''t know the brand, so she just wore them to thepany.


    So, that group of people were discussing her in the morning?


    "These are just replicas." Wendy said calmly."


    "But one of our colleague imed your clothes were 100% authentic."


    "If I have such arge sum of money, I will spend it as a rent." Wendy said and then ate her food


    calmly.


    Avril looked at Wendy in disbelief, "Really?"


    Wendy smiled, "Why would I lie?"


    Avril was still a little skeptical but she did not say anything.


    After lunch, they went upstairs together.


    In the office, a lot of people gathered around to chat. When they came back, they cast some look to


    them.


    Avril quickly returned to her seat.


    Wendy went to the pantry. While she was drinking the water, she called Judy.


    In a few seconds, Judy picked up the phone. Then she askedzily, "Are you sober now?"


    "What the hell happenedst night?"


    "How could I know? You look like you will drink to death. Speaking ofst night, your secret brother is


    so handsome. Does he have a girlfriend now?"


    "The news did not mention that he was having a girlfriend. So I still have a chance, right? How about


    introducing me to him? If I can get marry with him, I will be your sister-inw."


    "My brother?" Wendy was more puzzled. Did Baine to find herst night?


    "Wait a moment. What brother?"


    "He sent you homest night. Don’t you know that?"


    "Who?"


    "Your brother came to get you homest night. Did he just leave your house after that?"


    "Which brother?" Wendy was more confused. Wasn''t it the Henson that took her home yesterday?


    Thinking of that there were so many Charles in that family, Judy said clearly, "The owner of the pen.


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    Your brother Henson."


    "Er... Judy…"


    "Alright, stop it. I saw Henson yesterday. He came to the restaurant to pick you up. You secret princess.


    Your brother is so nice to you."


    "What?"


    "Even I felt embarrassed for you. Do you remember themp thing in the restaurant? You kept trying to


    pull down themp from the ceiling of the restaurant."


    Wendy blushed, "Wasn''t it a dream?"


    "No."


    "Then?"


    "Your brother just took out his card and threw it to the waiter to buy it. Then he jumped onto the chair to


    pulled amp down for you."


    "Burp."


    Thinking of the crystal ball in his house,  Wendy squatted down to covered her face with shame.


    Da*n, it was so embarrassing.


    How would she face him now?


    God! What could she do?


    She wanted to dig a hole to live in it forever.


    Someone opened the door to see Wendy squatting there. But she just shot her a nce and went off to


    make coffee.


    Wendy then stood up and said, "Judy, I need go back to work now. Let us talkter."


    After hanging up, she picked up the cup to leave.


    But suddenly the girl that just went into the room also turned around.