Rebirth of the Villainous Female Boss
Chapter 1415 - Chapter 1415 Chapter 1387 Enthusiastic Treatment of

Chapter 1415: Chapter 1387: Enthusiastic Treatment of International Friends Chapter 1415: Chapter 1387: Enthusiastic Treatment of International Friends Zoel Cohen watched her wilt every day, hiding at home like a little groundhog avoiding disaster, forcibly hibernating herself indoors, yet Emma Clark stopped him from intervening.

As a result, employees from top to bottom at his company all knew that Zoel has been frustrated and irritable lately, so they all steered clear of him.

Wendy was dreaming.

The past with Emily Martin replayed one by one in her dreams.

She saw everything she liked being snatched away without exception, leaving only herself standing alone in the end as Akatenango held Zoel’s right hand and Mrs. Kiara’s left hand.

“Zoel, come back!” she reached out to grab him, but all that was left for her was his retreating figure.

Zoel heard his name, but couldn’t make out the rest, anxiously reaching to hold Wendy’s hand.

“I’m here!”

“Ah!”

In the dream, Wendy saw Tenango turn around, and suddenly her arm stretched out very long, pulling on her collar with a sinister laugh.

“You are just a wretched creature who deserves nothing!”

“Get lost!” Wendy struck back with a punch and then woke up from her dream.

Her pajamas were soaked with sweat.

“Huh, Zoel? What are you doing here, and why are you covering your eyes?”

“…Do you have an ice pack at home?” That punch was really satisfying for Zoel as he stood up.

“Don’t go!” Wendy hugged him from behind, her fear from the dream still lingering.

Having just woken up, she couldn’t tell the difference between dream and reality, feeling fearful as he turned around.

Zoel’s heart softened, holding her hand.

“I’m not going anywhere, I’ll always be here.”

After maintaining this posture for a while, Wendy didn’t feel any better, in fact, she felt worse. The images from her dream clung to her, and her heart twisted in pain, as though there was a knife hanging over her head but she didn’t know when it would fall.

“Go change clothes–never mind, no need to change.”

Zoel held her hand and pulled her into his embrace, looking down to see her sallow face, her hair in a mess, and her cartoon pajamas wrinkled.

He couldn’t help but think of the always glamorous Emma Clark, and wondered if his little cutie would seem inferior next to Emma.

“Where are we going?” Wendy asked, puzzled.

“You’ll know when we get there, go wash your face first.”

When they arrived, Wendy looked up at the huge sign and gulped.

“Isn’t it just dinner with Mrs. Kiara and the Boss? Was it really necessary to get a makeover?”

Zoel remembered Wendy’s suffocating views on spending at Glaranty and he swallowed back his words, pulling out a card from his pocket.

“It was a gift.”

“Oh, okay then.” Not wanting to waste what was free, Wendy followed Zoel inside even though she was feeling down.

“Mr. Zoel!”

The staff greeted Zoel immediately upon seeing him, and Wendy scanned him from head to toe, “How many women have you brought here?

Zoel froze, damn, he had shot himself in the foot!

Luckily, Wendy was in a very low mood at the moment and didn’t dwell on this issue. Following Zoel’s orders, the staff took Wendy away to be spruced up from head to toe.

“Isn’t it a bit strange for me to be dressed like this?” Wendy tugged at the hem of her short skirt that barely reached her knees. It felt awkward to walk, and she had to be mindful of revealing too much when kicking someone, which wasn’t very convenient.

“It’s perfect.” Zoel thought back to her dressed-up appearance when she was with Norris Flowery Fox and concluded that she looked better in the clothes he had chosen for her.

Zoel Cohen pulled out a necklace from his pocket and put it on Aka, who tugged at it anxiously, “What if I lose this thing? I can’t afford to pay for it.”

“You can pay with your body.”

Aka’s face turned red, and Zoel relaxed.

After all, a flushed little face is more pleasant to look at.

The two of them walked out hand in hand and got into Zoel’s car. Aka fiddled with her dress, still feeling a draft.

“It’s just dinner with my boss and Mrs. Kiara, and you’ve got me dressed up as if I’m going to a blind date.”

“Kiara, that witch, never misses an opportunity to deck out her family of four in fancy clothes–including that dog of hers.”

Zoel and Kiara were like spiritual twins, having the same attitude towards stuffing things for their home and discreetly dressing up their family members, both exercising a domineering control over their family’s fashion choices. It just so happened that both Edward Wheeler and Aka were the kind of people who couldn’t be bothered to dress up themselves. Looking at it this way, he and Aka were quite a match. Mr. Zoel felt comfortable with this thought and his suppressed mood also improved slightly.

Seeing him in a good mood, Aka also reluctantly squeezed out a smile in response, and the two drove off in the direction of their agreed rendezvous.

A figure emerged from a boutique shop nearby and squinted in the direction of Aka.

Isn’t that the useless Trish? A tomboy who can do makeup and dress up? And who’s the man with her?

“Taxi!” she hailed a cab, “Follow the car in front!”

“What did ya say there?” the driver, with his authentic local dialect, gave the foreign blonde an embarrassed yet polite smile.

Shit!

Akatenango gestured and spoke, watching Zoel’s car drive away with Trish, and in a moment of panic, she directly pulled open the car door.

“Follow!” she gestured towards the front, and the driver racked his brain for a long while in a stubborn effort.

“Fermented bean curd?”

“Yes!”

“Got it!” The driver understood this phrase, gave an ok sign, and floored the gas pedal straight ahead.

When dealing with international friends, one must maintain a warm attitude. With a standard smile and a press on the gas, the driver headed towards Linville’s most famous fermented bean curd shop.

…

Zoel, unaware that someone who tried to follow him was unlucky enough to be led astray, went to the hotel with Aka for their appointment.

Upon arriving at the agreed hotel, Zoel immediately saw the youngest brother of the Yuno family waving outside the private room, and he tightened his hold on Aka’s hand. He really wanted to turn around and leave.

“Wow, if it isn’t Mr. Zoel. Mr. Zoel, what’s this fashion statement? Wearing sunglasses at night?” Edward Wheeler, with one hand in his pocket, scanned over the sunglasses on Mr. Zoel’s nose with a wicked gleam in his eye, guessing there must be a wonderful story underneath.

“Is your team disbanding or reforming? Why are you everywhere?” Zoel said grumpily.

Edward Wheeler gestured for them to enter the room with a sly grin still on his face.

“My father-in-law is treating, of course, I have to be responsible for welcoming.”

Zoel walked inside with Aka while Edward swiftly “accidentally” took off the sunglasses.

Then everyone in the room saw the black eye Kiara had given Mr. Zoel.

“It seems that Aka’s temper isn’t as bad as the rumors suggested, she still has the strength to hit someone.” Yuzo Joel nodded, and Edward Farmbright had a cheerful smile on his face.

“Not bad, pretty good, has a bit of a 101 real dog feel to it.”

“Actually, I think it’s more like a panda, it would be more even if there was another one.” Mrs. Kiara added another jab, while her little Wendy tilted her head to look at her godfather, then down at herself.

Today, Mrs. Kiara had chosen a panda outfit for little Wendy, who felt that it didn’t quite resemble her godfather’s situation, and pointed at Zoel in protest.

“Dear, you are a cute panda, godfather is a cheap panda, they’re not the same,” mother Kiara consoled.

Cheap panda… that hits right in the feels, brother!

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