Chapter 86

“I still have some work to finish tonight, so I’m sentencing you to be my temporary secretary,” Trevon instructed.

“Yes, Mr. Brady. I’m at your command for the entire evening,” Selina answered playfully, coaxing a smile from Trevon. He affectionately tweaked her nose before ushering her to enjoy some sugar water while she tackled the remaining paperwork.

As Selina sorted through the files, she casually glanced over them and teasingly addressed Trevon, who was sipping his sugar water: “Honey, aren’t you worried about these important documents being out in the open with me? What if I’m short on cash and decide to sell them?”

These documents were typically only accessed by Trevon and his inner circle. A few business secrets within could fetch billions if sold.

Trevon, lounging leisurely, his striking side profile illuminated, replied in his deep, resonant voice, “Honey, I hope you haven’t overlooked the fact that you already have a billionaire husband. What need would you have for a few extra billion?”

“Just remember not to blame me if they somehow get sold,” Selina quipped.

Having quickly organized the documents, Selina impressed Trevon. After his sugar water break, he complimented her, “Honey, you’re quite adept. You don’t seem like a beginner at all. You might just have a talent for being a secretary. How about joining the Insight Group? Name your salary.”

“Forget it. When our contract marriage ends, if I ever choose to marry you, it would be for life’s little pleasures and outdoing each other, not to be taken for granted and overworked. Besides, with Andrew around, you’re in excellent hands—he’s far more capable than I am as your aide.”

“You know me best. If you did join, I could easily reassign Andrew.”

Trevon looped his arm around Selina’s waist. His tall frame overshadowed her as he nodded, his chin brushing against her hair. Though intimate, the gesture remained appropriate. “No. I prefer an easy life, away from corporate entanglements.”

After all, Selina’s abilities far exceeded those of a mere secretary. She aimed for far greater ambitions and refused to be relegated to accessory status.

“However, if you sweeten the deal, perhaps I might consider sorting out some documents for you on occasion.”

“Then tonight, I am indeed fortunate to have such a charming lady assisting with my paperwork,” Trevon said with a grin, settling into his office chair, still gently holding her hand. “How was your trip to Brilliance today?”

Selina shrugged. “Nothing. It’s a gem from the Insight Group, staffed with the talent you selected. The designers are not only strong and independent, but they don’t bow to pressure. The fact that they didn’t fawn over me, despite knowing I was a high-level insertion, speaks volumes. Such backbone is what keeps them creators, not assembly puppets.”

“And you! According to Andrew and Derrick, you took on a $55-rated design project with considerable boldness. Do you feel confident about it?”

“Don’t underestimate your wife, Trevon. When I agreed to our contractual marriage, I was well aware of your status. It wasn’t simply about fleeing the Harvey family or changing my residence. I knew what being your wife would entail, and still, I consented. You should know what that signifies.”

Chapter 50 (Continued)

Had their contractual marriage been in its infancy, Selina might have been less forthright. But as they grew more comfortable and aligned their mindsets, she wouldn’t shy away from showcasing her capabilities. She couldn't hide her talents nor suffer being demeaned as a trophy wife. This time, Selina was resolved not to be subjugated.

Trevon playfully touched Selina’s nose. “Then I’m the luckiest man alive, picking up such a treasure of a wife from a dating app. I’m all in on this venture, five hundred million.”

Selina laughed. “You always know just what to say. Any other tasks for me? Otherwise, I’m off to take a bath. Staying up ages the skin, you know?”

“No more work. I wouldn’t want my wife to overdo it. People might start to think I can’t afford the good life, having to work my wife to the bone.”

Trevon lifted Selina’s delicate hand to his forehead, resting it gently. In a tender voice, he said, “I’m tired from a long day’s work and waiting for you. Let me lean on you for just five minutes.”

Selina had never met a man so affectionate and assertive. Her lips curled into a smile. “Okay, it’s all up to you.”

“We have an important meeting tomorrow with the jewelry designer, Angel, honey. Since you’re savvy about design, I bet you’d love Angel’s creations. How about you come?”

Selina frowned, amused. Trevon had played coy, and now he was testing her. She withdrew her hand and playfully pinched his ear. “With Derrick already briefing you, you haven’t forgotten that I have an appointment with the Cartier representative tomorrow, have you?”

“Honey, no one has ever dared to play with me, not even my grandparents or parents,” Trevon said without irritation. Selina, emboldened, toyed with his facial hair. “So could we postpone the Cartier meeting? Are you curious about Angel?”

“It’s not a matter of being curious or not, but I’m committed to excellence in my work. If those at Brilliance don’t recognize my worth, then I intend to secure Cartier’s endorsement for Summer Starlight Limited Edition to shatter their biased perceptions. I plan on snagging a spot in the competition and showing them what I’m made of.”

“Okay,” Trevon drawled teasingly.

“Ten minutes are up, honey. I’m off to shower,” Selina answered.

Whether Trevon could unveil Angel’s true identity or not, Selina darted away. Watching her go, Trevon caressed the warmth lingering on his fingertips where she’d touched him.

The next day, as they parted, Selina accompanied Trevon to the villa entrance, meticulously straightening his tie. He watched her beautiful face. “Are you not going to join me for the meeting with Angel?”