Caged By My Devil Uncle novel Chapter 7

Knowing nothing about it, I went in nervously when I heard my number called.

As soon as I entered the door, I was watched by a pair of eyes just like I was naked .

I frowned and found a middle-aged uncle staring at my legs, and his eyes slowly moved from my legs to my chest.

There are only two people in the room, he and I, and the interviewer's position next to it is empty. There is a card saying the main interviewer.

"Please introduce yourself." Said the wretched man in front of me.

I just pressed down the unhappiness in my heart, maybe I thought too much, and this person may just looking wretched.

With a decent smile on my face, I introduced myself fluently: "Hello interviewer, my name is Chris, and I graduated from..."

After some introduction, the interviewer seemed to appreciate me, and I gradually put down my guard.

"Miss Chris has a clear mind. I think our company needs talents like you."

The big stone in my heart was completely put down. "What do you mean?"

If I can be admitted on the spot, I won't have to go through the torment of waiting for the result.

The interviewer stood up and walked towards me. "I mean..."

He "pushed" closer step by step, and I thought there was something wrong with his eyes.

His hand suddenly fell on my lap. "Is Miss Chris free tonight? We can discuss the admission results."

He has made his words so clear that even I am a fool and can understand what this means.

I didn't expect to meet the hidden rules! My heart was cold, and I backhanded and gave a slap on his face.

"Please respect yourself."

"Bitch, you dare to hit me? I have your admission result. If you kneel down and beg me now, I may forgive you."

I want to say something else. The door was pushed open at this time.

A voice came at the same time: "Mr. Warren, I didn't expect you to come in person. Now you are interviewing."

I slowly turned and looked behind me. Two people came in, one of whom was the interviewer who left.

The other person was my nominal husband Warren, who stayed up all night with Kitty on the wedding night.

The world is not too small. I actually went to the Wilson Group for an interview. I didn't pay attention when I put in my resume in a unified way. Does Warren think I'm trying to get into the company through my relationship?

In my heart, I have taken tens of millions of Warren's, and I only need to play his wife well in the future. My private life has nothing to do with him. So, I decided to stand where I was and didn't speak. I didn't expect Warren to be my backer either. My intersection with him was just acting in front of his family.

Warren's pov

I saw Chris in business attire at a glance. Her figure was perfect, and she was clean and pure in white dress. Changing into business attire added some mature charm.

The interviewer's expression was fierce, and he looked like he was going to eat Chris, especially his left face was red.

I have probably guessed what happened in this room just now.

Seeing me, the interviewer looked at her in disgust and said maliciously, "You are unqualified, get out quickly."

I saw Chris clench her fist and bit her lips, as if to say something. Later, she turned away without saying anything. Seeing her unruly back, I was dazed.

Chris did a good job, not only ignoring my private life, but also pretending to be good in front of my parents.

She won't come out looking for a job until the White family is on the verge of bankruptcy. For the sake of her good performance before, I am willing to help her: "Wait, I'll interview you."

"Mom asked us to go back to dinner together at night." I mentioned another thing.

Chris' Pov

That big house left a very bad impression on me, and I was afraid that I would meet the devil again.

"Who are there at night?" I asked in a low voice.

"Just grandpa and my parents ,and uncle went back to his villa."

I was relieved to hear that the man would not show up. "OK, I will come on time. If nothing else you need me to do, I will leave first."

"Wait, where do you live? I'll pick you up." Warren thought about it and added, "I'm afraid Mom will doubt it."

I gave an address and turned away. "Goodbye, Mr. Warren."

Warren's pov

I looked at the woman who quickly went to chase the bus. She was born in a wealthy family, and she is noble and has a distinguished temperament that ordinary people didn't have, but she didn't have the delicacy of a noble family. She was a very special woman.

Looking at the bus driving away, I was out of my mind.

The phone rings, "Hello, Kitty."

"Warren, I want to eat steak for lunch. Take me to eat it." Kitty's sweet voice came from the phone.

"OK, I'll have someone pick you up right away." I said,

Although Kitty is not as good as I thought, but I love Kitty, always, I said to myself in my heart.