My Flirtacious Husband

Before long, Johanna continued, “Since I’m the chosen one among the candidates, it means I have the potential to be a great
secretary. I can’t give up just like that! Can you imagine how I can stay by your side while earning money to pay you back? How
amazing is that! Genev, do you know how pathetic I am? I barely have any friends after going overseas. Everyone has different
practices, so we can never be on the same page. But after my return, I couldn’t get in touch with my old classmates anymore.
For the past month, apart from looking for a job and drawing design drafts, I have been a couch potato watching dramas and
playing games at home. My life has been really plain and boring. Genev, you have to keep me here. I promise I’ll be able to take
up the workload of three secretaries!”
She was so talkative it did not seem like there was a need for her to take a breather as words kept pouring out of her mouth.
Watching her chatty self-reminded Genevieve of Patrick.
If the two of them get together beside me, I’m sure it’ll be torture for my eardrums.
“Genev...”
While Johanna was about to continue blabbering, Genevieve hurriedly stopped her. “I’ve hired you, and I won’t chase you away.
But for now, let my ears take a breather first.”
“Oh.” Johanna lifted her fingers to touch her lips and immediately stopped chatting.
As Central Group was a big corporation with many departments, it would take at least four to five hours for Johanna to finish
touring every level. As such, Genevieve only took her to places that she might commonly visit in the future, including the
recreational areas and the cafeteria.
It was about lunchtime when they arrived at the cafeteria. And so, Genevieve took Johanna to grab some lunch.
“Ms. Rachford,” some employees politely greeted Genevieve upon seeing her.
Unavoidably, they also snuck a look at the lady standing beside her, and that was, of course, Johanna. She was in a black
business suit that perfectly accentuated her figure.
Her facial features were soft and delicate, making her look just like a character from fantasy dramas.
While the crowd was curious about Johanna’s identity, the latter walked up to them and smilingly greeted, “Hi! I’m Ms. Rachford’s
personal assistant, Johanna Joule.”

“Wow, Johanna. Your complexion is so fair and silky smooth. You must have a great skincare routine!”
“Johanna, your outfit is from Gucci, right? Their spring collection is going for simplistic looks. But isn’t this a little too plain?
You...”
Meanwhile, Genevieve had been overly engrossed with the work messages in the group chat and did not notice that Johanna
had walked away.
When it was her turn to order, she put away her phone and turned around to ask Johanna what she wanted to eat, only to find
that no one was behind her.
Good Lord.
Upon another look, she found Johanna at a table next to the window. Around her were several female colleagues, and they were
chatting about fashion-related topics. Even the staff sitting at the table behind them turned their heads and listened to their
conversation.
And she claims she has social anxiety disorder? She’s totally a social butterfly!
Later, when Johanna collected her lunch and walked over to where Genevieve was sitting, she proudly swung her phone in front
of the latter and claimed, “I’ve joined every gossip chat of Central Group. From now on, I’ll be able to share with you every secret
and rumor in the company.”
“Good job.” Genevieve did not know what else to say and merely gave her a thumbs up.
Shortly after lunch, Johanna went to the secretarial department to get familiarized with the work. On the other hand, Genevieve
returned to the CEO’s office intending to get some rest. Unfortunately, she could not fall asleep.
Thinking about it, I’ve been too busy recently that I haven’t visited the hospital for two weeks...
After dozing off for a short while, Genevieve woke up and grabbed a cup of coffee before continuing with work.
Just then, Timothy called and told her he was on the way to Marilyn’s house.
At once, she contacted Cooper and asked him to arrange for a few men to head over to meet up with Timothy.
At the same time, she took her car keys and left the office after wrapping up the work on hand.

Meanwhile, at the secretarial department, Johanna and Cassie were seated at the latter’s desk chatting. At the sight of
Genevieve walking passed, she immediately stood up.
“Where are you going, Ms. Rachford?”
Genevieve bobbed her head slightly and said to Cassie, “I won’t be coming back this afternoon. Call me if there are any urgent
matters.”
“Got it,” Cassie responded.