Love Is Fair

Love Is Fair By Kerri Chapter 286

Chapter 286 The Pomp of Rich Ladies

Anyway, Hailey would fulfill her promise. She took the task of taking care of Owen. The Moore family members were both elizted and

embarrassed. Two bodyguards and two nursing workers were hired to assist her. They were subjected to her instructions. Owen was i

single ward. It was spacious.

Early the next morning, Chris knocked on the door with a bunch of people. “Sorry for the interruption, Mr. Moore

He then instructed those people to carry the things in. “Get them in, nice and slow”

Owen lifted his eyes and saw several workers in uniforms carrying in a foldable sofa bed. They then brought in a desk, a chair, a laptop,

lamp, a pencil holder, a bookshelf…

The objects piled up and took up nearly half the ward. There was even a white rabbit doll and a pink one sitting there grinning at him.

Owen was stunned. Even the rabbit was in pairs.

After everything was set, the workers left. Chris compared the layout with the drawings given by the designer. He frowned and called

Patrick.

“The pencil holder is not right. The one Ms. Newman likes is beige, and you got a gray one. She hasn’t come yet. Go and buy a new one

Pay attention to the details.”

Chris hung up the phone, confirmed that there were no other problems, and nodded in satisfaction. He then put the toiletries in the

bathroom. When he came out, he saw the puzzlement on Owen’s face.

“Mr. Moore, don’t misunderstand. Ms. Newman doesn’t plan to stay here at night. These are prepared for the office work.” Chris smiled

with his eyes, “Rich ladies have a high standard for life. It’s pretty normal.”

“Rich ladies’ pomp, I get it.” Owen nodded. It was just that he seemed to have misunderstood her preferences and style.

The Moore Mansion used to be decorated by her in warm tones. Given that, he thought that she was a girlish woman who dreamed of

being a princess. However, except for the two cute rabbit dolls, the other things here, be it the bed, the desk, and the office supplies, were

all industrial and metallic. The style was frigid and similar to his preference.

Since she had her stuff moved over, she should be prepared to stay for long. Owen was delighted. Even the hard contours of his face

softened. He was kind enough to invite Chris to have a cup of coffee. Patrick hurried over with the new penholder and got invited to have

coffee too.

“Whew, thank God, we discovered and changed it in time, or else Ms. Newman would definitely slam the pencil holder down on my

forehead Patrick gulped down the coffee and rejoiced.

“Is Hailey so scary?” Owen cocked his brows.

“Is that even a question?” Chris and Patrick raised their heads in unison, taking the chance to roast their boss. They mimicked her

movements and tone.

“Chris, that’s stupid. Don’t tell anyone that you graduated from a prestigious school. That’s embarrassing. You’ve followed me for so many

years but can’t understand the net profit to balance ratio. What are you good for?”

Patrick followed suit. “Efficiency is life. Stop dawdling. Poverty is not a sin, but laziness is. When you’re idling around, the women of your

dreams are already in other men’s arms. Chop chop!”

He took off his glasses and did a perfect imitation. Reluctant to be outdone, Chris lay back in the chair and mimicked Hailey’s cool

stance.

“Are you done arguing? Do you need me to set up a stage for you at the entrance and live-stream your show? I bet you’ll make more

money Who wants to go? You can submit your resignation letters now.”

Patrick cleared his throat. “I have zero tolerance for your bad habits. If you want to work here, bring out your best. As long as you work

here for three years, I can guarantee you that you can join any company from the Fortune 500. I can write references for you if you want to

jump ship and invest if you want to found companies. If you’re disloyal, pack up and go home.”

They mimicked her till they laughed. Owen, who had suffered from Hailey’s venomous tongue, also laughed. Soon, the two men put away their smiles. Their tones also changed.

“Yeah, we’ll never forget her kindness.” Patrick somewhat guiltily looked at Owen, “Mr. Moore, you know what we mean.” Owen sanctimoniously shook his head. “Well, I don’t.”

The two men were stunned. Chris accused Patrick, “You’re bold to roast our boss. You don’t want your job anymore?” Patrick narrowed his eyes. “Bro, you started it.”

“Huh? Did I?” Anxiety immediately crept onto Chris’s face, “How is that possible? I respect Ms. Newman from the bottom of my heart.” Patrick echoed in a hurry, “I’m a big fan. I’ll follow her for the rest of my life.”

While they were expressing their loyalty, Hailey arrived with a bunch of bodyguards. The door opened, and in came a gust of wind. She

was wearing a sweater, a leather skirt, and a pair of retro earrings. Her style was cool and sassy.

“Ms. Newman.” The two men tensed up and stood upright.

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Hailey took a cursory look at them. “Why are you looking so nervous? Did you guys talk behind back?” “No!” Chris and Patrick denied it in unison, vigorously shaking their heads and awkwardly smiling.

“How is that possible?”

“Yeah, how can we possibly talk ill of our paymaster?”

Hailey frowned and darted a penetrating look at them. Owen broke the awkward atmosphere. “They praised you for your great

them.”

management and leadership. I tried to poach them, but they’re determined to follow you. Even high salaries can’t sway “Poaching my employees?” Hailey unknitted her brows, chuckled, and looked at the two men, “I’ll give you a chance. Are you willing to

work for Mr. Moore? I won’t stop you if you are.”

Chris said, “Mr. Moore, I won’t go with you since I have a family to found.” Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Patrick said, “Mr. Moore, I appreciate your kindness, but a fortune teller told me that I could only get rich through working for a pretty

female boss, so I need to follow Ms. Newman.”

Owen listened to their ridiculous explanations and helplessly shook his head. What else could he do except for respecting their choice

and wishing them bright futures? After setting everything up, Chris and Patrick left the ward.

Owen couldn’t help but laugh, “Your assistants are naughty, just like you.”

Not impressed by his compliment, she looked at him quietly. “Mr. Moore, you’d better not talk to me in such an indulging tone. It’s

tantamount to molestation. Conduct yourself.”

“Okay,” Owen smiled.