You Have No Right To Gossip About My Husband

Nomsa walked out of the villa, and before she could go very far, she heard the sound of a car whistle behind her. Nomsa turned around and the car stopped beside her. The window was rolled down, revealing the handsome yet annoying face of "Douglas" in Nomsa's eyes. He narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Get in the car. I'll take you to the company."

"There is no need," Nomsa directly refused. She didn't want to be noticed. She could imagine that if "Douglas" send her to the company, she would be surrounded by people, and then there would be many rumors. "Douglas" suddenly smiled. His ink-like eyes revealed a somewhat intimidating aura. His voice was solemn. "What are you afraid of?"  "What am I afraid of?" Nomsa was shocked for a moment. Then she realized that she had been intentionally treating "Douglas" coldly. In fact, she was afraid. Although she had always disliked him, she had to admit that he was an outstanding man. His arrogance seemed to exist in his bones, making others feel that a man like him should be so confident and arrogant. He was like a natural glow that would attract attention.

Sometimes he was a little bad, but he was indeed nice to her. Such a man was very attractive to women. Therefore, Nomsa always consciously avoided him and treated him coldly. She had the title of Leonardo's wife,  and this  title would probably follow her for the rest of her life, so she knew that she had to behave herself. She was afraid that she would love him. Seeing that Nomsa did not speak, Douglas continued to provoke her, "Or do you have any thoughts about me?" "Of course not!" Nomsa refuted him immediately. By the time she came back to her senses, she had already pulled open the car door and sat in the passenger seat. "Douglas" stared straight ahead calmly. But there was a trace of happiness out of success hidden in his eyes. Nomsa somewhat didn't dare to look at him. She turned to look out of the window. "How much is your car?" "Douglas" said, "Not expensive." Nomsa was a little surprised. This care was rare. In the past , when she was in university, many rich boys would drive to pick up girls at the school gate. Among the cars was Bentley, but she had never seen such a model before. She thought this car should be expensive. Douglas looked at her and said, "But it stopped being produced a few years ago."

"I just..." Douglas interrupted  her, "If you want , flatter me and I can consider giving it to you." Feeling Nomsa's expression suddenly changed, Douglas realized what he had said. If he was Leonardo, sending a car to Nomsa was proper, but if "Douglas" said this, it would be a bit inappropriate. They didn't talk anymore until they arrived at the Jarret Group. When she got off the car, Nomsa said to him politely, "Thank you." There was a deep sense of alienation in her tone. She closed the car door, turned around, and saw Vicky. Vicky looked at Nomsa mockingly and then looked at the car behind her. "It seems that you and Leonardo's cousin get along well. He picks you up every day." "We are family. Of course, we have to live in harmony. Should he be like you?" Nomsa took two steps forward to approach Vicky. She said in a voice that only they could hear, "Not everyone likes to go to the Violet Gold Club. Next time, don't try to trick me into going there."

Vicky's expression stiffened slightly, but she quickly regained her composure. "I don't know what are you talking about." Nomsa smiled brightly, and her tone carried an unnoticeable threat. "Dad doesn't like you going to the Violet Gold Club. Watch out for yourself." Lynn did not like Nomsa, but he liked to use her. She was Leonardo's wife, so she was still of great use. If Lynn knew what Vicky had done to Nomsa, he would scold Vicky. Nomsa understood this, so did Vicky but Vicky was not afraid of Nomsa's threat at all. She said proudly, "Who will believe you without evidences?"  "Nomsa, what time do you get off work? I'll pick you up." The voice of "Douglas" sounded suddenly, Nomsa turned around and looked at him in confusion. Her eyes were like asking, "Why haven't you left yet?" Douglas pretended not to understand her gaze and stood there. It seemed that he would not turn around and leave without waiting for a satisfactory answer. Nomsa had no choice but to nod. "OK." Douglas got a satisfactory answer, coldly glanced at Vicky, returned to the car, and drove away. Vicky's entire body trembled when she saw his gaze, but a trace of greed appeared in her eyes. If she had known that Leonardo had such a cousin, and if she had married him, would "Douglas" send her to work as well? She also thought of the black card that Nomsa took out that day when they were in the Golden Cauldron Club. She became extremely angry. She began to regret it. She should have been the one to marry into the Emersons! Nomsa turned around  and saw Vicky greedily looking in the direction where "Douglas" had left. Nomsa mocked, "Vicky, are you regretting giving your fiancé to me now?  But it's useless. Even if Leonardo is willing to divorce me, he won't marry you." Although the matter of Vicky's indecent videos and photos had passed, her reputation had been ruined. The Emersons wouldn't accept such a disgraced woman. Vicky's  expression changed after her thought was disclosed by Nomsa.

But her expression quickly returned to normal. She brushed her hair and said proudly,  "I don't want to marry Leonardo. He is a cripple."

What she wanted was "Douglas" If she could have s3x with a top-grade man like "Douglas", it would be wonderful. Nomsa was humble and inexperienced. Would it make sense even if she became beautiful?  In terms of dealing with a man, she was more capable than Nomsa! She, of course, did not know what Vicky was thinking about. She only felt that she was acting like a lunatic. However, when Vicky said that Leonardo was a cripple, she was unhappy. "So what if Leonardo is a cripple? You have no right to judge my husband!" Nomsa still couldn't calm herself down. She fiercely stepped on Vicky's foot and strode into the Jarrett Group with her head held high. Vicky screamed and chased after her. "Nomsa, you b!tch!" Douglas, who should have left long ago, walked out from behind the pillar on the side expressionlessly.

Set a Good Example for Others

Douglas had already left but when he thought of what Vicky had done last time, he drove back. As a result, he saw this good show. Apart from his mother, this was the first time he had been protected by a woman. This feeling was wonderful.

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Nomsa was wearing shoes with thick heels of three of four centimeters high. The stepping didn't hurt much. However, Vicky was unreconciled. Nomsa had always been humble to her, but she dared to step on her now!  When Vicky arrived there, the elevator was already up. Nomsa went straight to Lynn's office after leaving the elevator. She remembered that Lynn called her last Friday and said he would talk about her skipping work at the company on Monday. After  a while, Lynn arrived. Behind him was Vicky. They didn't know that Nomsa was in the office beforehand. Vicky was still complaining to Lynn, "Dad, Nomsa has gone too far. Although I lose my temper sometimes, why does she treat me like that? I'm the manager of the project department of the company. It's fine if she doesn't respect me. But I'm afraid she doesn't even respect you..." Nomsa sat on the sofa and tilted her head to look at them innocently as they walked in. What Vicky said was wrong. She was not bad-tempered, but malicious. "Vicky, what you said is wrong. The person I respect the most is our father." Hearing Nomsa's voice, they discovered that there was someone else in the office. Vicky's eyes widened as if she had seen a ghost. "Why are you here?" "Dad has something to tell me, so I came here to wait for him." Nomsa smiled innocently. Vicky believed that Nomsa had always pretended to be obedient before. Lynn had just heard Vicky's complaint against Nomsa, and thus he was angry. Upon seeing her, he looked sullen. "Who allowed you to go inside the president's office?"    "Sorry."  Nomsa stood up and walked out, closing the door. Lynn and Vicky looked one at each other, not knowing what Nomsa was up to. In the next moment, Nomsa knocked on the door. Nomsa said politely, "President, I'm Nomsa. May I come in now?" Lynn felt a headache out of anger. He sat down behind his desk. He raised his hand and pointed at the door, "Vicky, let her in." Vicky was as angry as Lynn. She reluctantly shouted at the door, "Come in." Nomsa did not open the door. Vicky walked over and opened the door, but she didn't see Nomsa. She gritted her teeth and suppressed her anger as she turned to look at Lynn, "Dad, she's gone." Nomsa had already returned to her cubicle. She did not see Stone.

After a while, Stone walked over and said, "Everyone, get ready. There will be a meeting later."

At the routine meeting on Monday.

As a junior employee, Nomsa had nothing to do with the meeting. However, not long after the meeting ended, Lynn and Vicky followed Stone to the market department. Nomsa had an intuition that they were likely to come for her. Vicky looked at Nomsa and said seriously, "Nomsa, come over." What she guessed was right. Nomsa glanced at them, got up, and walked over. Before she could get close, Vicky took two steps forward and slapped her fiercely on the face. Then, she said sternly ,"Do you know why I hit you?" Nomsa covered her numb face in pain. After two seconds, she turned to look at Vicky. Although Vicky looked righteous and awe-inspiring on the surface, Nomsa could still notice the joy of revenge in her eyes. "I know it's toilsome to work in the market department, but you're my sister, a member of our family. Since you've decided to work in the company, you should set a good example for others but you skipped work on your first day in the field!  You have gone too far." When Vicky caused trouble for her, she became a Jarrett? Nomsa smiled and looked coldly at Vicky, "I'm sorry for what happened yesterday..." Then she asked, "The male colleague who went out with me yesterday must have been exhausted. I want to apologize to him in public, okay?" Vicky was a little surprised. Did Nomsa give in so quickly? Stone suddenly whispered in her ear, "The man I found yesterday is not out company's employee." Stone did not pick one from the company for the sake of safety. He was afraid that Lynn would know that matter. No matter how little attention Nomsa received, she was still his daughter. The fewer people knew about this, the better. Hearing this, Vicky frowned and said to Nomsa," Mr Green said, he was not well. He was taking the day off." Standing at the side, Lynn, who had been silent, said, "Is his illness so serious that he has to ask for leave on Monday?" Every Monday, all the departments would hold a regular meeting to assign tasks. Normally, no one was allowed to take leave. Stone's expression changed. He said hesitantly, "I'm not sure. There are too many employees, so I can't remember clearly. Why I don't ask..." Nomsa said softly, "Then Mr Green, could you please tell me his name so that I can visit him after work?" Lynn could tell that Nomsa's attitude was not bad. He could not force her excessively, because he felt that she was different from before. Therefore, Lynn, who was satisfied with Nomsa's attitude, asked, "Which group has someone on leave today?" The scene was completely silent, and no one spoke. Stone was so anxious that his head started to sweat. Just as Lynn was frowning impatiently, one of the group leaders replied, "Someone in my group asked for leave." The other members of that group looked at each other. Nomsa had just mentioned a man, but the one who asked for leave in their group was a woman. "Alright. Tell Nomsa about that person's contact information later so that she can visit him after work, "Lynn looked around the employees below and said, "There's no need to be nervous. Even if it's Monday, you can ask for leave on urgent matters. We are all family in the Jarrett Group..." Lynn said many flowery words and then left with Vicky. Vicky, who did not know that the matter had been exposed, smiled complacently at Nomsa before she left.