Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister

Chapter 138 Who the Hell is Her Hubby?

Clara was thinking about Horace's face on the road when he was working, eating, angry and happy...

Loving someone just can't stop thinking about them. Her mind is now full of Horace, Horace, Horace...

Clara was sitting in the car, opening her phone and swiping through Twitter. The headline on Twitter

was the news of Solrace Corporation, with many re-tweets and comments. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Horace's group of companies would release a new fund and the amount was enormous. It would be the

first time in the history of Stratmont's financial world, quite powerful and of vital significance.

The internet is buzzing about Horace, mostly with complimentary words.

[Wow, Solrace is a big deal, we'll see what happens!]

[I'm proud to be a Solrace employee!]

[I'm in love with Horace again, he's so handsome and intelligent!]

[I want to get his kiss; his wife is so lucky to be able to kiss him every day.]

Clara was so proud to see how good her husband was.

Horace is a perfect man; although he looks cool outside and doesn't talk much, his heart is very soft.

Clara got out of the car happily, and when she passed a dessert shop on the way, she went in and

bought a cake to celebrate Horace.

When Clara got home with the cake, Horace had just arrived.

The housekeeper had already made the meal and then went back from work.

Horace asked Clara, "What's the matter? So happy and bought a cake?"

Clara smiled and said, "I've been browsing Twitter today, and the screen is full of Solrace Corporation's

new fund launch. I'm happy for you, so I stopped by and bought a cake to celebrate. Do you like this

flavor?"

Horace opened the cake box, and inside was a tiramisu cake. Clara had observed that Horace didn't

like anything too sweet, and the tiramisu had a slight bitterness that was just right.

Horace said, "I like all the ones you bought."

Clara blushed and changed the subject, "Your company's fund will be released soon, right?"

Horace said, "The group company is preparing to release a new fund, and on the day when the fund is

finalized, I'm going to bring you along to the launch and also have your GLAM interviewed."

As soon as she heard about the interview, Clara's eyes lit up.

She stood up, bowed to him and said, "Thank you, Mr. Kirkland, for taking care of our GLAM."

Horace didn't smile either. He deliberately put on a boss face, pointed to the greens on the table and

said, "I want to eat this. You feed me."

Clara deliberately picked up a piece of roast pork with chopsticks and put it in Horace's mouth.

Horace shook his head and said, "Feed me with your mouth."

When Horace's eyebrows gathered, Clara was about to get angry, and he said, "Do you still want to

cover our launch?"

Was that supposed to be a threat? This cunning man!

Clara thought to herself, but she was at his mercy for the sake of the magazine publishing company.

Clara dutifully took the roast meat in her mouth and came over to Horace, who reached out, grabbed

her, and scoop Clara onto his lap.

Horace's mouth caught the roast meat and then kissed Clara firmly on the lips.

In the next few days, Horace was very busy with the fund, occasionally travelling, meeting often, and

coming back late at night.

Clara was so concerned that she waited for him to come home every night no matter how late it was,

gave him a massage, and let him manipulate her and caress her with reckless abandon.

Horace said the body was out, but the mind was relaxed, and he needed it.

On this day, several GLAM people gathered around to discuss the next issue of the theme content.

The group felt that nothing had been exciting lately, and the only big news was that Solrace

Corporation was launching a new fund.

However, not every media is eligible to attend the fund launch, and if other magazines steal such a

good news topic, their sales of this issue will probably hit rock bottom.

When everyone was distressed, Clara suddenly said cautiously, "Maybe, we can also participate in the

conference."

The managing editor suddenly saw hope and remembered that the picture of Horace and Yolanda

Zachman dating together was taken earlier. Wasn't it Clara's work?

Everyone asked her in unison, "Do you have a solution?"

Clara, as Mrs. Kirkland, was too sheepish to speak out for a while.

Sarah hurriedly nudged Clara and said, "Good Clara, tell us, tell us, we're dying!"

Clara gathered enough courage to say, "Actually, my husband told me a few days ago that we, GLAM,

were also on the list of media invited by Solrace Corporation. Maybe, they haven't had the time to

inform us yet."

Wow, Clara's husband is too powerful! Everyone cheered! This year's GLAM buzz is going to be huge!

The inside scoop is that they'll be able to start preparing earlier and catch the opposing magazine off

guard!

Sarah said, "Clara, your husband is so nice; I admire him so much! If it's about Solrace Corporation,

he's got it all figured out! Your husband must be no ordinary employee!"

Clara didn't dare look up at everyone and said, "No, he's not that good either... Maybe it's just a

coincidence..."

Stephanie chimed in, "No matter what, Clara, you saved us all again, the whole magazine publishing

company, tonight, we should treat you to dinner! You guys say, right!"

"Yes, yes, dinner, dinner!"

"Yes, Clara is the lucky star of our company! Call your husband and come with us!"

Clara waved her hand and said, "No, no, no, there's no need to be so polite. My husband has been

working late lately."

Diane was so furious at the side and said in a foul tone, "Clara, what does your husband do at Solrace

Corporation? He's so good at it; there's nothing he doesn't know. Is he a cleaner who can wander into

every office?"

This sharp-tongued Diane. Sarah and Stephanie glared at her.

She was the one who always jumped on the bandwagon and made fun of Clara, the black-hearted and

jealous woman!

Sarah couldn't help but gossip again and asked, "Clara, tell us what your husband does. Please tell us.

It's definitely not a cleaner. Someone has always been a green-eyed monster!"

Diane said, "Sarah, who are you talking about?"

"Who am I talking about?" Sarah looked at her askance and said, "What do you think?"

"Hmph!" Diane picked up her notebook and left the office in a huff.

Facing everyone's endless questions and curious eyes, Clara said helplessly, "Sorry, I just remembered

that I have another interview later; I have to leave soon. Let's talk next time, let's talk next time."

Clara fled.

The people in the office became more curious about the identity of Clara's husband.

What was so secretive about Clara's husband? She repeatedly refused to introduce him...