Flash Marriage With Mr. Sheffield: Go Away, Cheap Man!-Chapter 123: A Proper Ex Should Be Like the Dead

Chapter 123: Chapter 123: A Proper Ex Should Be Like the Dead

Assistant Carver has been working as Silas Sheffield’s assistant for over two years, and she’s never heard of him having a wife.

Forget about a wife, Silas Sheffield doesn’t even have a girlfriend or a female companion.

But the newly appointed Vice President, Thea Tate, is rumored to be President Sheffield’s childhood sweetheart and first love. Many in the company ship President Tate and President Sheffield together.

No one expected that President Sheffield was actually married.

And his wife turns out to be Director Hawthorne’s assistant!

Previously, when the company’s "sugar daddy scandal" was the talk of the town, Assistant Carver was also gossiping about it.

Back then, President Sheffield even stepped in personally to clear Clara’s name.

It turns out everything had signs pointing to it.

It’s just that President Sheffield is usually too cold and harsh, and always seemed uninterested in women, so she never considered it.

Wow, this is just too explosive.

Special Assistant Lynch surely knew about it long ago!

How unfair, they’ve been work buddies for over two years, yet he never secretly told her.

Assistant Carver appeared calm on the surface while driving, but inside, she was roaring.

Ahhhhh!

At this moment, she’s like a raccoon jumping around in a gossip field.

She really wants to share this explosive gossip with her colleagues, but unfortunately, she can’t!

Unless she doesn’t want to keep her job.

Clara had no idea how excited Assistant Carver was at that moment.

After all, Assistant Carver looked so efficient, not like someone who enjoyed gossiping...

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at the entrance of the auction venue.

Assistant Carver spoke, "Madam, we’ve arrived."

"Alright."

After getting out of the car, Clara followed Assistant Carver inside.

Mandy Lynn saw Clara, frowned, and scrutinized her, sneering, "Oh, what are you doing here?"

Clara ignored her.

Mandy Lynn wasn’t planning to let her go, taunting, "You’re not going to participate in the auction, are you? Just you?"

Assistant Carver frowned, "Miss..."

"It’s okay, don’t mind her, let’s go." Clara stopped Assistant Carver, not wanting to get entangled with Mandy Lynn.

The two walked forward, Mandy Lynn caught up, "Oh, you’re here on behalf of your boss, right?"

Many people attending the auction were representing their bosses, Mandy Lynn certainly looked down on Clara, naturally assuming Clara was here for her boss.

Clara still ignored her, walking straight into the venue.

After Clara and Assistant Carver left, Mandy Lynn stood there, snorting at Clara’s back. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

"Heh, acting all high and mighty, just a worker acting like she’s all that." Mandy Lynn was full of disdain.

"Mandy, do you know them?" Mandy Lynn’s friend walked up to ask.

"Just that country bumpkin from Anabelle Spencer’s birthday party last night, driving a crappy car worth two hundred thousand but acting all superior, and yet Evan Grant was still kissing up to her."

Friend: "Oh, she’s the stunning beauty Evan Grant mentioned? Her figure looks good from the back, too bad I didn’t see her face."

Mandy Lynn exploded upon hearing this, "Evan Grant called her a stunning beauty?"

How infuriating!

Evan Grant had never praised her like that!

She had liked him for so long, yet he acted blind, not seeing her, and even when she attended the party in a custom-made dress worth over five million, he ignored her, but was sucking up to a poor girl.

The more Mandy Lynn thought about it, the angrier she became. The more Evan Grant liked Clara, the more Mandy Lynn disliked Clara.

Clara walked into the main hall and unexpectedly saw Thea Tate there as well.

Of course, she’s the Tate Family’s daughter, in the same social circle as Silas Sheffield, so it’s no surprise she’s attending this kind of auction.

She just wondered if Thea Tate would compete with her for the auction items.

She’s not worried about other items, but she’s concerned that Thea Tate might also be after the paintings and calligraphy.

After all, the Sheffield family’s matriarch is so fond of Thea Tate, she’s bound to know the old lady’s tastes.

Thea Tate noticed her and proactively came over to greet her, "Clara, you’re here too."

Clara nodded, "Yes, Thea, what a coincidence."

Thea Tate smiled gracefully, "Indeed."

Assistant Carver greeted, "President Tate."

Thea Tate nodded with a smile, a fleeting hint of coldness in her eyes.

Silas Sheffield actually sent his assistant to accompany Clara to the auction. Is he planning to make their relationship public?

Thea Tate secretly clenched her fist.

Though she didn’t like Clara, Thea Tate still kept a smile on her face.

"Silas was supposed to come too, but the Crestwood headquarters has a shareholders’ meeting this afternoon, and he can’t leave."

Clara paused slightly.

Thea Tate’s words and tone made her feel slightly uncomfortable.

She didn’t know if it was just her imagination, but although Thea Tate was smiling and speaking softly, Clara always felt that there was something about the way Thea Tate spoke.

Did it really need Thea Tate to explain why Silas Sheffield couldn’t come?

It made it sound like Silas Sheffield was so close to her.

And that phrase, "Silas was supposed to come too," was just odd, as if Silas Sheffield was originally supposed to come with her, Thea Tate.

Anyone who didn’t know better would think she was Silas Sheffield’s wife.

Clara didn’t show much emotion on her face, she just pressed her lips and nonchalantly replied, "Hmm."

Last night, Silas Sheffield had already called to explain why he couldn’t be there to accompany her to the auction.

Clara wanted to leave, but Thea Tate spoke again, "Grandmother called at noon today, saying Silas had an unpleasant exchange with her, probably because of you and Julian Hawthorne’s incident and your trending topic with Isaac Sutton."

Clara frowned slowly.

At this point, she was almost certain Thea Tate had malicious intentions today.

Though her tone remained gentle and her face wore a smile, the words she spoke were filled with malice.

And these words were said in front of Assistant Carver.

Thea Tate definitely knew Assistant Carver was Silas Sheffield’s assistant and a company employee.

Saying this gossip about President Clara’s involvement with Julian Hawthorne and Isaac Sutton in front of Assistant Carver was clearly intended to have this gossip spread within the company.

Additionally, Thea Tate unintentionally revealed to her that Silas Sheffield’s grandmother disliked her, that Silas Sheffield and his grandmother were on bad terms because of her, while also flaunting that Silas’s grandmother was fond of her.

But her tone was gentle and even sounded a bit caring, making it hard for Clara to react aggressively.

Haha, she’s a master-level manipulator.

Clara pretended not to grasp the implications behind Thea Tate’s words, narrowing her eyes and smiling as she said, "Those were both misunderstandings."

"Really?" Thea Tate feigned surprise, "Last time I saw the trending topic, I thought you and your ex-boyfriend still had unresolved feelings, the way he looked at you, so deeply affectionate."

Clara mimicked Thea Tate’s manner, smiling gently, speaking softly, "If you could see the affection in such dim lighting in the bar, your vision is truly remarkable, Thea."

Thea Tate paused, "That’s not the point, the point is..."

Clara’s gaze turned slightly cold, cutting her off sharply, "The point is, Silas and I are already married. We’re no longer single. An appropriate ex should be like they’re dead, whether it’s my ex or..."

Here, Clara subtly paused for a second, looking meaningfully at Thea Tate, enunciating each word clearly: "His ex."