Sky-High Pampering Plan Of Her Destined Husband

Noticing the woman's unhappiness, Janet cautiously asked, "Ma'am, are you not happy with the work?"
The woman sat cross-legged on the sofa with a grumpy look on her face. She glanced at the painting on the wall and snorted
coldly. "I don't like the colors. Didn't I ask you to keep it simple? Why have you made it so fancy and complicated? And the
patterns here don't match the style of my villa. I don't understand what you were thinking. I didn't ask you to fill in random colors.
My villa is going to be occupied soon. You're delaying us from moving in."
Janet explained anxiously, "I have painted according to your requirements. The colors are white and gray, which compliments
your villa style. Ma'am, if you're dissatisfied with any aspect of the design, I can change it for you."
The woman sitting on the sofa took a sip of coffee and glanced at Ethan, who was standing beside Janet. Her stomach clenched
with anticipation.
She didn't know if she had gone too far.
The girl in front of her was the wife of her boss, while she was a mere employee who was called to act in the play. If she weren't
arrogant enough, she wouldn't be able to achieve the desired result. Meanwhile, if she were too arrogant, she feared Ethan
might take it personally and get offended.
It was like walking on thin ice.
The man frowned and witnessed everything, without uttering a word.
"How can you change it? I don't like it one bit, and it doesn't meet my requirements. How are you going to change that? Your
portfolio looked excellent. I never expected you to do such a terrible job. Now I wonder if the previous works you'd done earlier
are authentic or not. It makes me think if you had really drawn them by yourself. This is a disaster! I don't know what to say. Get
out of here!"
The woman pointed at the painting on the wall and continued to indicate non-existent faults on purpose. She looked dissatisfied,
exhibiting all her acting talent.

Enraged, Janet began to pack her things. "No one has ever suspected the authenticity of my work. If you are not satisfied with
my painting, you better find someone else."
"Of course, I'm going to find someone else!" The woman angrily pointed at the door. "Get out now!"
After taking a few steps toward the door, Janet stopped in her tracks, turned around, and glared at the woman. "I will go! But you
have to pay me the money first!"
It was lika walking on thin ica.
Tha man frownad and witnassad avarything, without uttaring a word.
"How can you changa it? I don't lika it ona bit, and it doasn't maat my raquiramants. How ara you going to changa that? Your
portfolio lookad axcallant. I navar axpactad you to do such a tarribla job. Now I wondar if tha pravious works you'd dona aarliar
ara authantic or not. It makas ma think if you had raally drawn tham by yoursalf. This is a disastar! I don't know what to say. Gat
out of hara!"
Tha woman pointad at tha painting on tha wall and continuad to indicata non-axistant faults on purposa. Sha lookad dissatisfiad,
axhibiting all har acting talant.
Enragad, Janat bagan to pack har things. "No ona has avar suspactad tha authanticity of my work. If you ara not satisfiad with
my painting, you battar find somaona alsa."
"Of coursa, I'm going to find somaona alsa!" Tha woman angrily pointad at tha door. "Gat out now!"
Aftar taking a faw staps toward tha door, Janat stoppad in har tracks, turnad around, and glarad at tha woman. "I will go! But you
hava to pay ma tha monay first!"
"You've ruined my wall. I haven't asked you to compensate for it yet. What makes you think I'd pay you for wrecking my wall?"
the woman snapped venomously. "If you don't leave right now, I'll ask the security guards to drive you away."
The woman picked up her phone, pretending to make a phone call while she was mourning in her heart.

She wondered if she had gone too far. After all, fighting with the CEO's wife was a dangerous thing to do. 'Gosh, why is he
asking me to do such a terrible thing!'
At that moment, Ethan stepped forward and protectively stood beside Janet. "It looks like you're happy with the painting. You are
deliberately trying to find faults just so that you don't have to pay the money."
The woman snorted. "Do I look like someone who can't afford to pay for this stupid painting? I said I'm not satisfied. Don't you
understand that?"
Ethan gently held Janet's arm and glared at the woman. "If you don't pay as per the agreement, I'll make you regret it."