My Flirtacious Husband

Cooper had reached out to an executive from Wood Group. That executive had leaked the group’s quotation to the former
because of monetary benefits.
Aside from that, Cooper also reminded Genevieve that Central Group had also tendered for the project.
She immediately contacted her team to quote lower than Wood Group, and ultimately she successfully secured the project.
After that matter concluded, she learned from Cooper that Wood Group’s loss in the bid had left them in a complete mess as
they had pumped in hefty funds for that project.
Genevieve could not help but secretly rejoice that she had finally sought revenge for the incident where she drank an entire
bottle of brandy at the club.
After taking over Central Group for a month, she had improved tremendously—from teetering on her last leg to mastering all
tasks.
These days, she could glance through documents easily instead of reading word by word.
As Central Group’s stocks gradually stabilized, the shareholders could all finally heave a breath of relief.
That day, just as Genevieve arrived at the office and got busy with work matters, Cooper called. “Xavier has left for Saintnam for
a partnership deal. There’s only Martha alone at home with the two housekeepers in the Wood residence.”
“Got it.” She instantly understood his meaning.
Following that, she called Timothy. “Give a call to where Marilyn stays and tell her that you’ll head over to give her a checkup at
two in the afternoon. I’ll be following along too.”
“I can make the call.” Timothy snorted. “But I won’t do anything against the law!”
Right after Genevieve concluded the call, there were knocks on the door.
Cassie walked in. “Ms. Rachford, there are several interviewees here for the secretary position. Do you want to go take a look?”
It was Steven’s instructions for the secretarial department to hire another secretary before he headed overseas.

It was unknown if Armand would regain his consciousness, and for Genevieve to take over Central Group for a long period;
hence, there was a need for her to have a personal assistant.
“Sure.” Since there was not too much work on hand for her, she decided to follow Cassie to the conference room.
What came within her line of vision upon entry into the conference room were three interviewers seated behind a long table.
Opposite them were several candidates shortlisted for the final interview for the secretary position.
“Ms. Rachford.” One of the interviewers stood up and gave up her seat.
Before getting seated, Genevieve swept her glance across the interviewees, and among them, she spotted a familiar face.
“Johanna? Why are you here to apply for this position?”
She had been occupied with work matters recently and would only engage in a short chat with Johanna over WhatsApp
occasionally. All that she learned from the latter was that she had started work in a famous clothing company.
Much to her surprise, Johanna’s eyes lit up at once when she saw Genevieve’s presence. But she quickly raised her fist to cover
her mouth and cleared her throat. In a serious tone, she explained, “Nice to meet you, Ms. Rachford. I think a secretary is a good
profession with a promising future. And I believe the exposure will help me have a better perspective on work.”
Genevieve was nonplussed hearing that answer. She lifted her fingers and pointed to Johanna. “She’s the one. She can get to
work right away. I’ll take her around to learn more about Central Group.”
Cassie nodded in acknowledgment. “All right. I’ll help her get the onboarding procedures done.”
With that, Johanna followed Genevieve out of the conference room.
Upon stepping into the elevator, the former broke into a bright smile and winked at the latter. “Surprise! Are you happy to see me
here?”
“You’re giving up on becoming a fashion designer?” Genevieve asked as she pressed a button in the elevator.
Johanna had wanted to hug her. Nonetheless, she noticed a surveillance camera at a corner of the elevator and immediately put
down her hands. “No. The thing is, I can’t get into the top companies here, yet those smaller scale companies have lots of rules
and restrictions, so I can barely earn anything.”

“Armand has a wide network of connections.” Genevieve pondered. “I’ll get the secretary to check if he has any acquaintances in
the fashion industry to recommend you.”
Johanna shook her head. “I still owe you twenty million. Aren’t you afraid that I’ll run away?”
“I don’t think you will.” In truth, Genevieve was impressed by Johanna’s decisiveness at the sauna the other day. “Besides, I’m
not short of cash. It doesn’t matter even if you don’t intend to pay me back. Anyway, you don’t have that much money either.”
“Boohoo! You’re the best, Genev!” Johanna was immensely touched.