My Billionaire Husband

"The delivery guy said it's for you. There's a card in it." The secretary said.

Brianna opened the card and saw the beautiful handwriting of Chris. It said nothing but his signature.

Green roses meant pure and forever loved, and to send a girl green roses implied that she was the queen of beauty in his heart and that their love would last forever. I can't accept this. Brianna thought. How would people think?!

"Please take it back. Ask the guy to deliver it back to him and told him not to send me flowers again." Brianna said.

The worries and rejection Brianna expressed were too obvious not to notice. The secretary had lost her guts to ask who it was that sent the flowers, and she refused indirectly, "Mrs. Brianna Anderson, but the flowers are delivered to you, so it's yours now. Have a good day." She retreated hurriedly and closed the door.

Brianna heaved a sigh helplessly, and after the secretary left, she opened the door and had a look outside. Everyone was busy working, and no one was watching her, so she grabbed the flowers and hurried to the bathroom.

Her plan was to throw the flowers away as soon and as quickly as she could, in case people would talk, and Scott would find out.

She knew that green roses are rather rare, and she saw that there were still morning dews on the flowers, and they seemed to be freshly picked. They must have cost a lot. She thought.

Despite how discreet she was, some of the girls spotted her, and heated discussions soon started.

"Wow, I didn't know that Mr. Scott Anderson would be so romantic to her."

"I'm surprised as well. He never appeared to be a romantic person to me. Or perhaps he's changed."

"You know what, I don't think it's from Mr. Scott Anderson." Said the secretary that delivered the flowers to Brianna.

"Why?"

"She was asking me to return it to the delivery guy! It must be from someone else."

All the girls gasped. "My god!"

"Does that mean someone is trying to pursue Mr. Scott Anderson's wife?!"

"Whoever he is, he must be out of his mind!"

"Right. But also, shouldn't his wife behave herself. I mean, she's extremely lucky to have married Mr. Scott Anderson. She shouldn't be flirting around with any men."

"Talking about that, I have been thinking what's about her that Mr. Scott Anderson has kept her with him for."

"I bet it's because she's very good in bed. Ha-ha."

"Ha-ha."

"There are plenty of other girls that are better looking than her, better educated, more talented, brought up in better families..."

"Hush. Don't be so loud. You don't want them to hear you, or you might get fired."

"Alright. Let's get back to work."

The girls slowly dismissed the discussions and re-focused on their work. At The Anderson Corporation, the staff was not encouraged to work overtime, but their work was rather intense, and no time should be wasted as efficiency was required. Those that could not finish their tasks on time would have their annual bonus deducted.

With the help of Jameson, Zara Berry got a job at The Anderson Corporation, but only as one of the minor secretaries for Jameson. She had just come into the office carrying a handful of doc.u.ments when she heard the girls talking and saw Brianna walk past with a huge bunch of green roses.

Zara felt extremely jealous while thinking that bitch even gets flowers! Green roses! Whom from?! She's just a nobody girl that Liam dumped. I can't stand it!

She handed the doc.u.ments to one of the girls and left a few messages, then quickly went back to Jameson's office. She got a cup of coffee and knocked at Jameson's door.

Jameson made no reply, but a soft female voice answered. "Come on."

Zara went in and saw Sophia Moore, expensively dressed, as usual, seated opposite Jameson. She couldn't help taking a closer look at Sophia, amazed by her beauty and luxurious attire. It made her feel ashamed of herself. Though she had always thought herself beautiful and she had grown up in a decent family, she felt like a nobody girl compared to Sophia.

Zara took a deep breath and walked in. She put the coffee down on the desk, then asked politely. "Nice to see you here, Miss Moore. Would you like anything to drink?"

"A latte for me," Sophia answered without even taking a look at Zara and went on talking to Jameson. "You were right. Scott does care about that bitch. I went to the hospital the other day, and she and Scott were staying in the same room! The way she talked to me was unacceptable!"

"Ha-ha. How unacceptable? It's surely going to get worse. I have a feeling that one day she will become as important as Sol Keaton to Scott."

"Why?!" Sophia exclaimed.

"I know what he's like. He still couldn't get it over how his mother died. His mother left home because my mother took her place and she died in a plane crash on the way to France. I know he blames our father, well, apart from my mother and me, and hates him for his disloyalty. I have arranged for some women to get close to him so that I can watch him, but however seductive and amazing those women were, he was never interested in any of them. He wants to prove that he is different from our father, that he's not a playboy."

He takes a relationship so seriously, but he has married that bitch, given her a job, and slept with her! Sophia thought angrily. Does that mean that bitch means much more to Scott than Jameson and I have thought? Do I still have hope?

As if Jameson had guessed her thought, he said, "Sophia, it's hopeless. Give it up. You don't have a chance to be with him. Why don't you work with me instead and get rid of both of them? At least he can't be with any other women even if you can't have him."