CHAPTER EIGHTY-ONE.
Once Jamal finished touring the office, he just left along with his bodyguards and his administrative team, leaving everyone to a thousand questions, mainly:
“Why did he come there in the first place?”
“Adele, does the big boss know you personally?”
Kelly asked eagerly and on hearing such a loud and clear
question, everyone’s attention naturally turned towards her.
.
“Yes.” She replied honestly.
There was no point in denying it anyways, soon or later, everyone would know the truth and she’d be called a liar if she denied it now.
“How’s that?” Kelly asked again.
” It is linked to the identity of my husband.” Adele answered righteously, because yes.. that was true as
well
“Your husband must know Mr. King personally! You’re very lucky to be acquainted with him!” Miranda commented from the other end.
Adele just laughed. She was literally holding their hands and guiding them to the door of truth, yet when they reached the door they chose to jump from the window!
Was she really that unlikely to be his wife?
She wondered.
“Yeah , he knows him very well.” Was all she said.
Although they were curious about the identity of her real husband, seeing that she had no intention of giving any name or introduction, no one had the heart to ask her any further.
The chaos in their small department didn’t subside even
after the end of the working day. Pretty much no work
was done especially that people from different departments came to visit their office to see what was
so special about it for Mr. King to come and personally check it.
People were gossiping about Adele as well, and somehow they ended up saying that she was married to a famous lawyer who happened to be the Mr. King’s childhood friend.
The rumor was wrong in every aspect that Adele didn’t even have the will to correct it.
When they finished their fruitless working day, their
superior suddenly decided to act very generously and he
invited them all to a celebratory meal, mainly to celebrate
Jamal’s weird visit and his promise to give their department’s workers a bonus.
Grace was very persistent with that invitation that even when Adele tried to refuse she personally insisted that Adele join them, especially as she thought the special treatment their department had was thanks to Adele and her “mysterious” husband who was close to Mr. King.
Since Adele couldn’t walk out of it, she conveniently sent a message to Jamal, informing him about this development and that sge would head home later.
The restaurant Grace chose was not so far from the office. It was a very fine restaurant and they seemed to be in the VIP section.
Soon, menus were delivered and everyone’s jaw dropped.
” Are you sure you can afford to pay for this, Grace?” Kelly asked with a choking voice.
Grace laughed heartily before answering.
“No need to worry about the bills, Mr. King is paying
for this meal. In fact, we should all thank Adele!”
What?
At that point, Adele didn’t even mind her face in front of her colleagues. She stood up, excused herself and
went to the balcony. Once she made sure no one was
around, she dialed her husband’s number in rage.
He soon picked up the phone.
“Are you going crazy?” Adele asked in a harsh whisper.
He didn’t say a word in response, so Adele took a deep
breath and continued.
“I was initially going to wait until we got home before we discussed your crazy visit to my office, but no, you still insist on giving me a heart attack! Why would you pay for a whole freaking meal in this place! Why would you throw your money like this? I absolutely can’t accept this!” She scolded in fury.
For people who didn’t know Jamal all too well, they’d assume that accumulating all his fortune was an easy task.
Only Adele, his companion, knew how hard he was working all the time, trying to keep his position. They had even lost a son because he was trying to protect his wealth and reputation.
So yes, she absolutely refused such an act even when he had tons and tons of money.
Why would he send them to such an expensive restaurant?
“Adele, this is the first time you’re announcing your marriage to them. I wanted to act like a decent husband and sponsor a decent meal at least since I can’t do more to not look even more suspicious. I want to thank my wife.” Jamal cheekily replied to Adele’s surprise.
She felt touched with this reply.
“Okay.” Was all she said as she ended the call and went in to join the others.
Jamal had almost given her a heart attack that day.