Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother

22 Chapter 22

Chloe stared at the CEO's broad shoulder in silence for a while until Vernon turned his head to the left and looked over his shoulder, "Shall we begin with the interview?"

Chloe took a step back instinctively as Vernon's eyes framed behind the rimless glasses showed a dangerous glint, like a hawk that had found its prey. He seemed to have predicted everything, including Chloe's desperate return.

Vernon turned around and walked to his executive chair. He fixed his rimless glasses and cupped his hands on the long desk. If Chloe didn't know what kind of man Vernon was, she would think that Vernon was a proper CEO who wanted to hire her professionally.

'Not a pervert who wants to fuck his own sister-in-law,' Chloe thought.

"Sit down, sister-in-law," Vernon said as he pointed at the seat with his chin.

…

Chloe stared at Vernon full of suspicion, but she obediently sat on the seat directly facing Vernon. She had braced herself for whatever Vernon would do to her now.

But the devil was always full of surprises;

"Your resume?" Vernon asked.

"Huh?" Chloe was stunned. He thought that Vernon would have his way into her right here, right now.

But he actually asked for her resume?

"I—I didn't bring it with me," Chloe said truthfully. "I—I thought—"

"Tsk, tsk, what kind of job you want if you can't even provide me a resume?" Vernon said. He had a devilish smirk as he continued, "How am I supposed to accept you as my assistant with your unprofessionalism?"

"I—I…" Chloe stuttered, and her cheeks reddened out of shame. She lowered her head ashamedly, "P—Pardon me, Sir…."

Vernon chuckled. She was so predictable that it became amusing for him, "I will give you lenience for now. But you're going to work with me as a real personal assistant. You need to know that I'm an impatient man. I do not tolerate this twice, understand?" Vernon dictated.

"Y—Yes, Mr. Phoenix Gray…"

Vernon turned around to hold his laughter once he realized Chloe took this seriously. Of course, he had no intention of turning Chloe to be a regular assistant. He already had Diamond, and she was a very competent secretary.

While Chloe— his sister-in-law, was a place for him to try new things.

Though, he was curious about a few things, "Sister-in-law, do you know how to cook?"

"Y—Yes, I've always cooked for my husband— I mean, ex-husband, and daughter for the past ten years," Chloe replied. She wasn't sure if this would help her in her new job, though…

"Good," Vernon nodded approvingly. "I assume you can do other housewife duties as well—"

"H—Housewife duties?"

"Three tasks," Vernon said. "I need you to cook for me daily and prepare my suit every morning. That will be your job as my personal assistant."

Chloe looked up. She thought Vernon was joking, "You… you want me to cook and prepare your suit daily?"

"Yes."

"Isn't that a job of a—"

"Maid?" Vernon completed her sentence, and Chloe nodded meekly. She would be more than happy to be a maid because that was an honest job for a middle-aged woman like her.

Vernon knew what Chloe was thinking, and he wouldn't let her have the relief she wanted, "The first two tasks might be easy, but the third task is what differs you from a maid job."

"T—Then, what's the third task?" Chloe asked.

Vernon said nothing, but he got up from the seat and walked towards the beautifully carved wooden door, complete with the password lock in the door handle— located at the edge of the CEO's office.

Chloe was curious about that door before. Because the antique wooden door was so out of place in this sleek-designed office dominated by black and white colors.

Unfortunately, she didn't have time to check the door in close range because Vernon arrived way too early and called her out for snooping around during their first meeting.

Vernon pressed his thumb on the door handle, and his fingerprint was detected. The door was automatically unlocked.

Vernon pushed the door open and leaned on the door while staring at Chloe, "Come here, let me show you the third task."