Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 807
Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 807
I can’t believe J wants us to contact the Writers Association. That’s like offering her cheek for us to
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p! How foolish!
“But, how do we contact them? It’s not like we know anybody from the Writers Association.” Madine
looked distressed. Turning around, she changed her expression. She scolded J while pointing at
her. “You’re doing this on purpose!” J knows that we don’t know anybody within the Writers
Association. That’s why she gave this excuse to avoid being exposed. What a cunning girl.
J lifted her charming eyes slightly. Her voice was low and cold as her ck eyes stared at the man
in the main seat intently. “Why don’t you ask the lecturers of the department of literature? They might
know somebody within the Writers Association.”
Upon hearing those words, Robert’s tightly furrowed eyebrows rxed immediately. He nodded in
agreement. “Alright. That’s a great suggestion, Miss Jackson.” After saying that, he quickly picked up
the phone beside him and swiftly called one of the lecturers of the department of literature. “Please
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Theo Richardson was teaching a ss at the department of literature when he suddenly received that
phone call. Therefore, he had no choice but to drop everything he was doing at the moment and head
toward the principal’s office. Consequently, everybody in the department of literature learned about the
matter. The news spread across the campus like wildfire, and soon, the entire Woodsbury University
knew about it.
“J personally imed that the Writers Association would confirm her identity.”
“No way! How shameless can J get? She must be addicted to masquerading as Rose.”
“Back when Rose’s first book, ‘Warm de’, sold out, she somehow got her hands on more than 30
copies of the book and gave each person in ss F of Star High School a copy of the book.”
“What?! Something like that happened before? Could those books be pirated copies?”
“Hehe; that’s probably it. She has already started impersonating Rose since she was in high school.
She just has to be so pretentious.”
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“Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. How shameless of her. Now, I’m curious to see how the Writers Association will punish
her.”
“Isn’t she afraid of being sued by Rose?”
“People like her are delusional. I think the mental hospital is the best ce for her.”
“Haha. Once Mr. Goldstein questions the Writers Association himself, they will surely expose her lie.”
“Hahahaha! That’s right! Let’s just wait for the excitement to unfold.”
Nobody was in the mood to study anymore after witnessing such a disturbance. Hence, they hurriedly
went to the principal’s office to join in on the fun. In less than ten minutes, arge crowd had gathered
outside the principal’s office.
At the same time, Theo Richardson of the department of literature arrived outside the principal’s office.
Not only was he familiar with the name ‘Rose’ prior to this incident, but he also admired her works very
much. In his mind, he imagined Rose to be a middle-aged woman in her forties or fifties. He had never
expected her to be a student studying at Woodsbury University.
Needless to say, he did not believe that J was Rose. After all, she could rece him as a lecturer
at the department of literature if she were Rose. Why would she study medicine instead?
Upon learning that J was impersonating Rose, he found her actions to be inconceivable and
absolutely absurd. Thus, he felt quite displeased to see the person who was impersonating somebody
he admired! His expression was dark, and his voice was chilly. “I know the people in the Writers
Association. However, they have been busy hosting the Tenth Writers Association Meeting recently. I’m
not sure if they have the time toe and verify your statement.”
The meaning behind Theo’s words was clear. He was warning J toe clean about her identity,
quit before things got moreplicated, and stop impersonating Rose—so that she didn’t embarrass
them in front of the Writers Association.
J’s jaw tightened slightly. Shenguidly said, “It’s okay. Eric Lawson of the Writers Association,
also known as Secretary Lawson, knows who I am. I think he will be able to recognize my voice too.”