Chapter 6 Too Weak

Giselle pressed on, "Why can't you just let us be? Don't you feel bad at all?"

Given Giselle's audacity and shameless behavior, any other woman would've been enraged and beat the crap out of her, considering she was a shameless mistress trying to provoking the wife.

However, Selena's primary concern at the moment was the welfare of the Owen Group.

Thus, Giselle's provocations didn't work on her.

With poise, Selena tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, looked pointedly at Giselle, and replied with a sly grin, "Honestly, I find amusement in your role as 'the other woman'. If you're so disgruntled, urge him to divorce me. Five years of being with my husband and you're still just the side piece? To an outsider, you might seem quite... undervalued."

Her blunt words sent Giselle's emotions into a tailspin, her face cycling from flushed to ashen. In a moment of fury, Giselle attempted to slap Selena.

But Selena was never one to take things lying down. Acting swiftly, she landed a slap on Giselle's cheek first, causing the latter to stumble backward.

Just then, a sturdy arm swiftly wrapped around Giselle's waist, preventing her fall.

"Ken!" Giselle's surprise was evident, but she swiftly masked it with a look of hurt, gazing at him imploringly.

"I'm sorry. I simply intended to congratulate Miss Owen on securing the big project. I wasn't aware she'd be upset."

Giselle's expression was one of utter dejection.

Upon seeing her swollen cheek, Kenneth's heart ached. Gently, he inquired, "Does it hurt?"

A sudden chill swept over Selena, replacing her smile. This was a side of Kenneth unfamiliar to her. The distant, cold man she knew seemed almost like his evil twin.

It became clear to her that he was capable of affection and tenderness, just not to her.

Meeting his fierce gaze, Selena replied with a nonchalant air, "My apologies. It was an unintentional move."

Giselle, despite appearing in discomfort, said, "I'm okay, Ken. Don't fault Miss Owen. I promise you, it doesn't hurt."

Her gracious demeanor cast Selena's actions in a harsh, petty light.

Kenneth's expression grew stormier when he glanced back at Selena, anger brimming in his eyes.

Feeling a surge of frustration, Selena quickly handed over a document, saying, "Sign this. I don't have the luxury of attending your drama."

To her astonishment, he responded by flinging the papers directly at her.

"Just a new project, Selena. Don't get too ahead of yourself. Your continuous indiscretions have cost the company much more," he declared, his voice icy and eyes filled with revulsion.

The papers cascaded from her face, rustling loudly in the hushed hallway.

Curious employees peeked from the corridor's other end. Witnessing the scene, their respect for Selena dwindled further.

Who would have believed this sorry excuse of a woman was actually the CEO's wife?