Love Is Fair

Chapter 286 The Pomp of Rich Ladies
Anyway, Hailey would fulfill her promise. She took the task of taking care of Owen. The Moore family members were both elizted
and
embarrassed. Two bodyguards and two nursing workers were hired to assist her. They were subjected to her instructions. Owen
was i
single ward. It was spacious.
Early the next morning, Chris knocked on the door with a bunch of people. “Sorry for the interruption, Mr. Moore
He then instructed those people to carry the things in. “Get them in, nice and slow”
Owen lifted his eyes and saw several workers in uniforms carrying in a foldable sofa bed. They then brought in a desk, a chair, a
laptop,
lamp, a pencil holder, a bookshelf...
The objects piled up and took up nearly half the ward. There was even a white rabbit doll and a pink one sitting there grinning at
him.
Owen was stunned. Even the rabbit was in pairs.
After everything was set, the workers left. Chris compared the layout with the drawings given by the designer. He frowned and
called
Patrick.
“The pencil holder is not right. The one Ms. Newman likes is beige, and you got a gray one. She hasn’t come yet. Go and buy a
new one
Pay attention to the details.”
Chris hung up the phone, confirmed that there were no other problems, and nodded in satisfaction. He then put the toiletries in
the

bathroom. When he came out, he saw the puzzlement on Owen’s face.
“Mr. Moore, don’t misunderstand. Ms. Newman doesn’t plan to stay here at night. These are prepared for the office work.” Chris
smiled
with his eyes, “Rich ladies have a high standard for life. It’s pretty normal.”
“Rich ladies’ pomp, I get it.” Owen nodded. It was just that he seemed to have misunderstood her preferences and style.
The Moore Mansion used to be decorated by her in warm tones. Given that, he thought that she was a girlish woman who
dreamed of
being a princess. However, except for the two cute rabbit dolls, the other things here, be it the bed, the desk, and the office
supplies, were
all industrial and metallic. The style was frigid and similar to his preference.
Since she had her stuff moved over, she should be prepared to stay for long. Owen was delighted. Even the hard contours of his
face
softened. He was kind enough to invite Chris to have a cup of coffee. Patrick hurried over with the new penholder and got invited
to have
coffee too.
“Whew, thank God, we discovered and changed it in time, or else Ms. Newman would definitely slam the pencil holder down on
my
forehead Patrick gulped down the coffee and rejoiced.
“Is Hailey so scary?” Owen cocked his brows.
“Is that even a question?” Chris and Patrick raised their heads in unison, taking the chance to roast their boss. They mimicked
her
movements and tone.

“Chris, that’s stupid. Don’t tell anyone that you graduated from a prestigious school. That’s embarrassing. You’ve followed me for
so many
years but can’t understand the net profit to balance ratio. What are you good for?”
Patrick followed suit. “Efficiency is life. Stop dawdling. Poverty is not a sin, but laziness is. When you’re idling around, the women
of your
dreams are already in other men’s arms. Chop chop!”
He took off his glasses and did a perfect imitation. Reluctant to be outdone, Chris lay back in the chair and mimicked Hailey’s
cool
stance.
“Are you done arguing? Do you need me to set up a stage for you at the entrance and live-stream your show? I bet you’ll make
more
money Who wants to go? You can submit your resignation letters now.”
Patrick cleared his throat. “I have zero tolerance for your bad habits. If you want to work here, bring out your best. As long as you
work
here for three years, I can guarantee you that you can join any company from the Fortune 500. I can write references for you if
you want to
jump ship and invest if you want to found companies. If you’re disloyal, pack up and go home.”
They mimicked her till they laughed. Owen, who had suffered from Hailey’s venomous tongue, also laughed. Soon, the two men
put away their smiles. Their tones also changed.
“Yeah, we’ll never forget her kindness.” Patrick somewhat guiltily looked at Owen, “Mr. Moore, you know what we mean.” Owen
sanctimoniously shook his head. “Well, I don’t.”
The two men were stunned. Chris accused Patrick, “You’re bold to roast our boss. You don’t want your job anymore?” Patrick
narrowed his eyes. “Bro, you started it.”

“Huh? Did I?” Anxiety immediately crept onto Chris’s face, “How is that possible? I respect Ms. Newman from the bottom of my
heart.” Patrick echoed in a hurry, “I’m a big fan. I’ll follow her for the rest of my life.”
While they were expressing their loyalty, Hailey arrived with a bunch of bodyguards. The door opened, and in came a gust of
wind. She
was wearing a sweater, a leather skirt, and a pair of retro earrings. Her style was cool and sassy.
“Ms. Newman.” The two men tensed up and stood upright.
my
Hailey took a cursory look at them. “Why are you looking so nervous? Did you guys talk behind back?” “No!” Chris and Patrick
denied it in unison, vigorously shaking their heads and awkwardly smiling.
“How is that possible?”
“Yeah, how can we possibly talk ill of our paymaster?”
Hailey frowned and darted a penetrating look at them. Owen broke the awkward atmosphere. “They praised you for your great
them.”
management and leadership. I tried to poach them, but they’re determined to follow you. Even high salaries can’t sway
“Poaching my employees?” Hailey unknitted her brows, chuckled, and looked at the two men, “I’ll give you a chance. Are you
willing to
work for Mr. Moore? I won’t stop you if you are.”
Chris said, “Mr. Moore, I won’t go with you since I have a family to found.”
Patrick said, “Mr. Moore, I appreciate your kindness, but a fortune teller told me that I could only get rich through working for a
pretty
female boss, so I need to follow Ms. Newman.”

Owen listened to their ridiculous explanations and helplessly shook his head. What else could he do except for respecting their
choice
and wishing them bright futures? After setting everything up, Chris and Patrick left the ward.
Owen couldn’t help but laugh, “Your assistants are naughty, just like you.”
Not impressed by his compliment, she looked at him quietly. “Mr. Moore, you’d better not talk to me in such an indulging tone. It’s
tantamount to molestation. Conduct yourself.”
“Okay,” Owen smiled.