Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 806


    Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 806


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    Robert was frightened by J’s aura. I’ve never experienced this kind of pressure around Young


    Master Mason before. To think my first experience of such a powerful aura woulde from her. Cold


    sweat broke out on his palms. He wanted to step forward and say something. “Ja—”


    “Try and throw this in my face again if you dare. I’ll let you have a taste of what regret means.” J’s


    voice was icy. She crumpled the test papers and threw them into the trash can.


    Interrupted before he could even speak, he looked embarrassed. Then, he swallowed with some


    difficulty and did not dare to say another word.


    It was clear that Madine had been frightened by J’s words too. She hurriedly hid behind Hazel


    and stubbornly said, “I’m speaking the truth!”


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    Hazel squeezed her hands and pretended to be calm. “Miss Yates is speaking the truth. If you didn’t


    giarize, then are you saying that you are Rose?”


    J did not reply to that. However, the air around her body was frosty and terrifying.


    Hazel hurriedly turned to Robert. “Mr. Goldstein, I believe the truth is as clear as day. Are you still going


    to cover for Miss Jackson? How will your actions impact Woodsbury University’s reputation if you


    publicly defend her today? Have you considered that?”


    J raised her beautiful eyes. Her eyes were brimming with a rakish and self-confident aura, and the


    corners of her mouth lifted slightly. “What if I am Rose? Would this still count as giarism?”


    “Rose?” When everybody heard that name, they thought they were experiencing auditory


    hallucinations.


    The corner of Hazel’s mouth curled into a sneer. She had a scornful look in her eyes as she mockingly


    said, “What? Did you say that you are Rose? If so, I’d be the chairperson of Yobril’s Writers


    Association!”


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    When Madine heard J’s reply, she also began to double over in mockingughter. “Hahahaha!


    You sure dare to im just about anybody’s name, don’t you?! What nerve you have!”


    Robert looked very embarrassed listening to the conversation between them. J is indeed overdoing


    it a little. If she were Rose herself, then she doesn’t need to study medicine anymore. She is more than


    qualified to be a lecturer at Woodsbury University’s department of literature!


    Before Hazel could say anything again, J smiledzily. “If you don’t believe me, you can contact


    Eric Lawson of the Writers Association to confirm it.”


    The Tenth National Writers Association Meeting was being held in Sandfort City recently—it was


    something Eric had constantly been trying to invite her to attend. Since she did not allow Lee to reveal


    the fact that she was studying at Woodsbury University, both the Writers Association and Eric were


    fervently searching for her over the past few days in hopes that she would attend the Writers


    Association Meeting.


    As for who Eric Lawson was… He was none other than the director of the Online Literature Committee


    of the Writers Association, also revered as ‘Secretary Lawson’. Everybody in the department of


    literature knew of him. Just from that, one could see how convincing his testimony would be!


    Hence, Madine touched her chin and smilingly said, “J, have you gone crazy after fantasizing a


    little too much about being Rose? Even the lecturers at Woodsbury University’s department of literature


    are not qualified to participate in the Writers Association’s events. Nevertheless, you are very well-


    informed. You even know the work schedule of the political bodies.”


    J coldly nced at Madine and tantly ignored what she just said. She nced at the man


    sitting in the main seat instead. “Mr. Goldstein, if you don’t believe me, you can call Eric to verify my


    words.”


    “Uh—” Robert looked troubled when he heard her words. The National Writers Association and


    Secretary Lawson are important figures. It’s hard for me to even get a meeting with them, much less


    have their contact information. Where am I supposed to get their contact information? Isn’t this simply


    making things difficult for me? He felt a headacheing over him.


    Hazel pursed her lips before standing up and walking to the front. “Mr. Goldstein, I agree with Miss


    Jackson’s suggestion. It’s best if we contact the Writers Association to ensure the truth of the matter.”