The Sleeper's Wrath and His Wife's Strike novel Chapter 54

“She’s just a fresh graduate with zero real experience. So what if she went to a top university? I’m against Lindsay working at Bloom. That’s final.”

Mr. Quigley Sr.’s expression darkened as he fixed Lester with a sharp gaze. “What’s this? Are you telling me I can’t even arrange for someone to work in one of our subsidiaries?”

Lester, respectful as always, kept his voice low and careful. “Grandfather, that’s not it. I’m just thinking about what’s best for the company. If it were anything else, I’d agree to whatever you asked.”

A cold, humorless chuckle escaped Mr. Quigley. “So you think I’m old, useless, and that my words carry no weight anymore, is that it?” His tone was biting, his displeasure plain on his face.

“I wouldn’t dare,” Lester murmured, his head bowed.

“Your objection is overruled. Do as I said—Lindsay starts at Bloom tomorrow.”

“Grandfather!” Lester protested, but it was clear he had no say in the matter.

Mr. Quigley shot him a glance. “You want to make such a fuss over something so trivial? Planning to run crying to your mother?”

Frustrated, Lester glanced up and shot Lindsay a glare.

She met his eyes, utterly unafraid, and rolled her eyes at him in open defiance.

Lester was left speechless.

Lindsay’s lips curled into a deliberate smile. “Thank you, Mr. Quigley. I’ll do my very best. I promise Lester won’t be disappointed.”

Lester, Lester, always Lester.

Did she really enjoy being married to a cripple?

The very word made Lester’s blood boil for reasons he couldn’t quite explain.

Mr. Quigley, meanwhile, just chuckled and nodded. “Good. I’m looking forward to seeing what you can achieve.”

Lindsay knew exactly who was behind this—Lester, of course, pulling strings from the shadows.

But she didn’t lose her cool. If they called her an outsider brought in by the boss, it was time to show them exactly what that meant.

She pulled out her phone and called Mr. Quigley right in front of everyone, calmly explaining the situation.

The manager’s face turned ashen. Was she really complaining to the top, right in front of him?

Less than a minute after Lindsay hung up, the manager’s phone rang. Whatever was said on the other end, he could only stammer denials before finally slinking away with the stack of rejected drafts.

It was a minor episode for Lindsay, hardly worth a second thought, but word spread through the office like wildfire.

Everyone soon knew: the new girl in Design wasn’t someone you could push around. When the manager tried to give her a hard time, he ended up losing his year-end bonus.