Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 657
Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 657
After sitting down, J ced her phone and cap aside.
As she took her food, she casually asked the man before her, “Well, what did you want to talk to me
about?”
Mason was putting some roasted brinjal onto her te when his eyes dimmed. With a deep voice, he
said, “I’ll be teaching at Woodsbury University starting tomorrow.”
As soon as he said that, the atmosphere turned silent for a moment.
The spoon that was about to reach J’s mouth stopped as she became puzzled.
Seeing her reaction, Mason chuckled. “Mr. Goldstein and I have already made the decision some time
ago. It was only dyed because of your military training.”
Surprisingly, J’s reaction was subtle. With little expression on her face, she only responded with a
simple ‘Oh’.
“What?” Mason asked when he saw that she was indifferent about it instead of being surprised. “Don’t
you want to see me?”
Casually, J helped him to some codfish and said nonchntly, “Of cod I do.”
Of cod I do?
Of course I do?
Mason narrowed his eyes as the edges of his lips curled into a wicked and charming smile.
Meanwhile, ck Python poured her a ss of water. “Miss Jackson, if I’m not mistaken, there will be
a performance at the party that your school is organizing?”
J raised her eyebrow and a mischievous look surfaced. “That’s right.”
Upon seeing an indifferent expression on ck Python’s face, she continued, “Do you want toe
and watch the show?”
Stealing a nce at Mason, he said, “Not if Young Master Mason isn’t going.”
Tsk! Liar.
Turning to the other man, J casually asked, “Are youing?”
Mason paused in his movement before he said slowly, “Sure, I guess.”
As soon as ck Python heard this, he mmed his palm on the table and shot up from his seat. “I’ll
inform Mr. Goldstein right away.”
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J was speechless. Did ck Python want to go because he wants to see Sharon?
After cleaning her hands with the serviette, J ced her hand on Mason’sp and let it roam freely.
With a raised eyebrow, she teased him. “Are you eager to watch the pretty girls dance?”
From what she heard, the dances that each school were going to perform this year would be pretty hot!
Tsk! This man is in for a treat.
Putting down his utensils, Mason narrowed his eyes and grabbed her ‘naughty’ hand. “Don’t you know
who I want to see?”
J blinked. “But I won’t be performing on stage.” I told him yesterday, didn’t I?
“There’s no difference to me whether you’re watching below the stage or performing on stage.” Mason
squeezed her soft hand.
As a matter of fact, he couldn’t control his emotions whenever heid eyes on her.
As soon as he said that, the atmosphere became charged .
Just then, ck Python came back inside after making the phone call.
J retracted her hand and casually rested it in front of her.
“Mr. Goldstein said he would make the arrangements,” ck Python reported.
Mason hummed in response before leaning against his chair.
“By the way, what identity will you be using at our school?” J nced at the man, then got up and
poured him a ss of iced water in an attempt to cool him down.
“I’ll be joining as aputer science professor,” Mason answered.
Computer science?
“Are you proficient atputer science?” she asked doubtfully.
“Of course. Young Master Mason’s hacking skills are the best in Lowry Family Conglomerate,” ck
Python said.
“How so?” J was intrigued.
“Previously, one of our systems was attacked by professional hackers. It was Young Master Mason
who stepped in and settled it. Although the system ended up being busted, it wasn’t because Young
Master Mason was ipetent, but because the opponent was extraordinarily skilled.” ck Python
was talkative when it came to the subject of hackers.
Until now, they still didn’t know who was the hacker who attacked ck Rain’s system. In fact, this
incident was the conglomerate’s biggest shame.