Marrying The Supposed Gold Digger (Valerie)

“Is that worth so much celebration?” asked Matthew

“Of course! Working in Noria Group means my salary nearly doubled! Same workload, but the income skyrocketed, Valerie was over the moon:

Matthew couldn’t help but furrow his brow as he noticed the unmistakable sinile playing at the corners of her mouth, thinking, ‘I knew it This woman would light up whenever money was mentioned: “So this is your celebration meal?”

He glanced at the dishes before him, thinking, ‘She had just been selected and hadn’t been officially hired yet. She might get a bit too excited too early!

Valerie nodded sheepishly, not shying away from the topic, and added, “Celebrating is one thing, but I also wanted to thank you for coming here?

“For what?” Matthew frowned,

“I know the competition for positions was fierce, and normally, they wouldn’t allocate spots to Arcton Cars. Mr. Grant, did you say something to Mr. Hudson that made him secure a spot for me? It’s so nice of him; I must thank him properly later” explained Valerie,

“It has nothing to do with Charles Hudson!” Matthew couldn’t help but interrupt ber, complaining inwardly, ‘She can’t even get the person she’s thanking right!

After blurting out Charles’s name, he realized Valerie was looking at him with confusion.

Without further dwelling on this issue, he bluntly said, “Under the leadership of Mr. Grant, Noria Group is disciplined, with everyone following his orders without favoritism. And the selection is

based on ability, so since you’re the top salesperson at Arcton Cars, it’s only right to choose you”

Although it was because she saved Sophia that he wanted to make it up to her, if her abilities were poor, there would be nothing he could do to help her. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

While recounting the events, Matthew reminded her that all of this was thanks to the “Mr. Grant.”

He certainly hadn’t forgotten that Valerie had badmouthed “Mr. Grant” to him just a few days ago.

Valerie suddenly realized. “So that’s how it is. Despite this Mr. Grant being quite advanced in years, his management skills are actually pretty good” Matthew was left speechless. “The latter part did sound like a compliment, but what was the deal with ‘advanced in years?” he complained inwardly, “How do you know he is advanced in years? Have you met him?” Mathew tried hard to keep his tone from sounding too clenched.

“It’s obvious,” Valerie said. “I’ve never met him, but come on, if he wasn’t old, why would you guys treat him with so much respect and courtesy!” Sulky, Matthew felt the veins throbbing on his forehead.

Valerie had fetched some bowls and forks, dishing up two servings of soup. “Mr. Grant, please have a taste. We don’t have much kitchenware at home, so I bought an induction cooker and some pots. That’s why I could only whip up some simple dishes. I’m not sure what you like or if you’re used to this kind of food.”

Matthew was still miffed about her comment “advanced in years” when a fork was thrust into his hand. He was indeed feeling a bit hungry, but the aroma of the dishes was wafting right up to his nose. So, he picked up a shrimp.

Deveined and back split, the shrimp neatly arranged atop the curry, encircling the plate. Each shrimp was glazed with a fragrant mix of sautéed onion and chili sauce, the saltiness and spiciness

perfectly balanced. Valerie seemed to adore onions, which were in every dish, their rich aroma unleashed by a drizzle of hot oil.

Matthew’s eyes light up. He wasn’t expecting much to begin with, but a taste proved it was quite good,

Keeping a close watch on his expressions, Valerie caught the barely perceptible curve at the corner of his mouth and smiled contentedly. “Mr. Grant, I told you, I’m a top–notch cook!”

Her tone was so smug. Although Matthew didn’t want to agree, he couldn’t go against his conscience, so he had to nod and say, “Not bad.”

“Then try this soup. I learned it from a master chef at a restaurant where I used to work part–time!” As she spoke, Valerie ladled him a bowl of soup,

The weather had already turned slightly cool, and after a few sips of the soup, Matthew’s whole body felt soaked with warmth and comfort. After finishing half of it, Matthew suddenly realized he was just really angry and planned to expose her true colors, but he ended up slurping soup here. He felt that he was being led along by the nose by that woman.