Mr. CEO's Substitute Bride-Chapter 834 - 830: Will You Do It, or Should I?

Taking another look at the CEO, Secretary Chen took out the key and opened the office door.

"Truly fascinating," Felix Shaw clapped slowly as he entered, while Oliver Shaw stood beside him, his face already a shade of steel blue.

His woman, the mother of his daughter, was having an affair with his employee right in his company!

...

The air seemed to freeze, Assistant Qian stared blankly at the doorway, watching the two men slowly enter, forgetting to react.

Vanessa Armstrong opened her dreamy eyes and belatedly turned her head along Assistant Qian’s gaze, murmuring as she saw the man with the steel-blue face, "Honey?"

Suddenly coming to her senses, Vanessa Armstrong kicked Assistant Qian away, hastily fixed her skirt, and cried with grievance, "Honey, you have to stand up for me... Assistant Qian... forced me..."

Assistant Qian, kicked to the carpet by Vanessa Armstrong, realized and scrambled towards the two men, crawling desperately, in a four-legged stance, crying and explaining, "CEO, it’s not like Madam said, it was her, she seduced me, and threatened to fire me if I didn’t comply..."

Secretary Chen had already retreated and closed the door, standing guard to prevent the scandal inside from leaking out.

Felix Shaw casually turned to his father and asked, "Are you going to handle this yourself, or should I?" 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Though he resented his father for abandoning his mother, they still presented a united front to outsiders.

Oliver Shaw’s face showed no expression, "Your father isn’t old yet!"

With that, he kicked. Assistant Qian wailed as he was knocked to the ground. Oliver Shaw lifted his foot again, crushing it down forcefully, growling through clenched teeth, "I pay you to serve me, not to comfort my woman!"

An "Ah..." wail echoed across the floor, and some employees poked their heads out, only pulling back when they saw Secretary Chen standing silently at the office door.

"Honey, castrate him, this scoundrel!" Vanessa Armstrong had already climbed down from the desk, stood barefoot beside Oliver Shaw, grabbing Oliver’s arm and pointing at the scoundrel on the ground with an air of shared rage and indignation.

Felix Shaw stood unmoving, hands in pockets, watching the pained Assistant Qian, his handsome face devoid of any emotion.

Oliver Shaw turned his gaze to Vanessa Armstrong, his lips curled in a chilly smile, retorting, "Castrate him?"

"Yes, yes, make sure he can never harm another woman!" Vanessa Armstrong, in a victim’s guise, spoke righteously, Oliver Shaw laughed coldly and retracted his leg, "I’ll leave it to you."

"Me?" Vanessa Armstrong looked at Oliver Shaw in astonishment, not expecting him to say that. Oliver coldly laughed again, "What? Unwilling? Weren’t you just shouting you didn’t want him to hurt another woman?"

Having dug her own pit, Vanessa Armstrong had no choice but to bravely jump in. With righteous anger, she returned to the desk, found a steel ruler in the drawer, crouched in front of Assistant Qian, and said through gritted teeth, "You scoundrel, I’ll rid us women of your menace right now!"