Boss's Sweet Secretary

Chapter 9: Plan the Wedding Soon

"Come here, come sit beside me and let me have a good look at you!"

Mrs. Miller gestured her to come to her side. She moved a little to make space for Jennifer to sit beside

her.

"Why did you lose weight?"

Looking at her face thoroughly, Mrs. Miller feigned anger and directed it towards Hans who just walked

in the door, "Be honest with me, did you bully Jennifer?"

Her words made it seem like Jennifer was her real granddaughter.

Hans walked into the house lazily, with a smile on his lips. "Grandma, you are so biased. Should I do a

DNA test tomorrow to see if I was the one adopted by the Miller's family?"

He said it unthinkingly, but it sounded harsh to Jennifer. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

How could Hans be the adopted one the Miller's family? She was obviously the one...

A chill ran down her spine. Her face stiffened and she lowered her head. Mrs. Miller quickly resolved

the awkwardness. "You brat! What nonsense are you spouting!"

Mrs. Miller grabbed her hand again and said, "Jennifer, tell me, did Hans bully you? If he doesn't treat

you well you can tell me, I will bring you justice!"

Jennifer dared not tell on Hans in front of him.

She was afraid that he would think of new ways to torment her again after they returned to the villa.

"No, grandma," she whispered.

Hans raised his eyebrows at her hesitant look. He smirked, fully aware of what Jennifer was secretly

thinking.

"She is going to use grandma's affection for her and strong-armed her way into marrying me, heh...

"Jennifer, that's quite a plan." Hans thought.

The old Mrs. Miller was displeased at Hans lackadaisical attitude.

Her grandson was good in every aspect, but he was a Casanova!

Day after day she watched as Hans was rumoured to date a different actress on the entertainment

channel.

It cannot go on like this!

"It's okay, dear! I've already asked Aunt Mary to choose a date in three months time. I want you and

Hans to get married as soon as possible!"

Mrs. Miller was so elated about the prospect of the wedding that she didn't notice the silence in the

room as she spoke.

The room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Besides the silence, there was also a cold and sombre air coming from Hans.

Aunt Mary, who had been standing on the side, added timely, "Isn't it so! Mrs. Miller even hired a

wedding planner to settle on a date!"

Jennifer didn't expect Mrs. Miller would tell Hans about this point-blank.

She glanced at Hans's face from the corner of her eye. His eyes were darkened and gloomy.

There was a wicked smile on his lips. "Oh? Really?"

He raised his eyes and glanced at Jennifer. There was not a trace of anger on his face. He repeated

the words as if to savour it, "settled, on, a, good, date."

Hans snorted, nodded his head with ease and said, "That's good. Thank you for planning it, grandma."

Jennifer thought that Hans had consented to this wedding, and let out a sigh of relief. However, as

soon as he said that, he took a big step and sat down on the sofa casually.

He shot a glance at Jennifer, admiring her attempt to remain calm. He found it entertaining. He

pretended to be distressed and said to Mrs. Miller, "But grandma, you know me well. I've never been

able to control the lower part of my body. If you hand over your precious Jennifer to me, I'm afraid I

won't be a good husband to her!"