Caged By My Devil Uncle

Kenneth’s pov

Seeing her dawdling and not moving a step for a long time, I snorted coldly, “You stand still, do you want me to hold you in the car?”

This sentence is very deadly. She quickly got into the car, and it only took two seconds for her to open the door and get on the car. I gave her a look and then slowly sat down next to her.

Her body pressed tightly against the door, and there was enough room for two people to sit between me and her.

“I have a plague?” I said displeased.

“No…. No.”

“Then why are you sitting so far away?”

She moved her butt carefully, about three inches away.

I took her right in my arms with my long arm and smiled as I looked into her face, which was full of anger, not daring to speak.

Chris’s Pov

The limo was parked downstairs in a rundown flat. Yes, this is where I live now.

Kenneth raised his eyebrows and asked, “Is the White family that run down now?”

“No, this is my own rented house.” I retort.

The real reason is that the decline of the White family began five years ago. By now, the family is already unable to make ends meet, and other people in the White family are supposedly inflating themselves at their own expense, they have to maintain their previous cost of living standard.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

The servants have left the family succesively. I do not like this kind of fake life, so I rented my own house long ago.

During the day I attend classes and in my spare time I work part time outside.

This time, if my parents had not begged me to marry Warren and help my family get over the hardships, I would not have gone for such a ridiculous deal and gotten involved with a devil.

“I have something to do later, goodbye!” What I wish in my heart is to never see him again!

Kenneth’s pov

When I saw the little woman rushing into the flat building, I did not stop her.

Cliff said, “Sir, are you serious this time?”

“Hmm. I want her profile information.”

“I understand, sir.”

Cliff’s pov

On the top floor of the towering skyscraper, in a nondescript and luxurious office, Mr. Kenneth stood outside the French window, his eyes bleary and I did not know what he was thinking.

“Sir, the information you want.” I respectfully handed him more than ten pages of A4 paper in my hand.

Kenneth’s pov

I took the folder and looked through it carefully. It turned out that she had only married Warren to use the money to turn over for the White family. She sold out herself for tens of millions. This woman is really stupid.

“By the way, these are Warren’s personal files. Would you like to see them? I found them together, by the way.” I am very pleased with Cliff’s skills.

After I get the information, I read Chris’s inspirational record, which can be called “How a Rich Family Became a Poor Family,” and then read Warren’s dog-blooded-Ceo romantic drama.

Warren has a girlfriend of several years, Kitty, who was born into poverty. According to the information, she was hurt to protect Warren and caused infertility. Warren is very fond of this woman.

The Wilson family would not have been able to accept a civilian-born Kitty, let alone not being able to have children.

Warren can not help but marry Chris for his parents, and Chris is a substitute to please his parents.

They did not get a licence, nor did they announce it. Chris was not displeased when she heard she was replacing Kitty. Apparently they made an arrangement privately that was a sham marriage.

“Well, I found something too when I investigated. Something was not right about Kitty protecting Warren from injury and infertility. Also, Warren made a private arrangement with Miss Chris’s parents. I have not found out what they did yet.”

“Who cares about Warren and his little mistress! Find out in three days. I want to know all about stupid women.”

“All right, master, but your plan to go abroad-”

“Put it off a while longer. By the way, the stupid women are looking for jobs. Call them to come for an interview.” I ordered coldly.

Cliff’s pov

It seems that Mr. Kenneth might really have a crush on this woman this time. Aside from the fact that Chris is his niece, they are a good match.

“By the way, there’s one more thing you can do for me.” said Kenneth.

“Please tell me.”

I saw Mr. Kenneth open the search engine on his cell phone and say to me, “Change the answer to this question on all the major search engines.”

I looked at the question above and was confused because the entry above it read, “What can I do to make men get tired of me?”

“Change the answer to what?” I asked inexplicably.

“Come here.” Mr. Kenneth said something in my ear.

But that kind of answer does not seem to make men tired, it seems to please them, “Sir, that kind of answer does not seem to make men tired. Why do I feel that it is the answer to please the men?”

“Mind your own business.”

Chris’s Pov

Back at the rental flat, I have a bitter face and my home is known to the devil. What should I do when the devil sneaks into my house while the moon is dark and windy? Shall I be quick to act?

By the way, he has just sent me down the stairs. He does not know what floor I am on. It does not matter. Besides, the rent and location here are the cheapest I can find.

I was just lying in bed, struggling, when the phone rang.

“Miss Chris? Your resume has been approved. Please come in tomorrow at 10am for an interview.” In an instant, I feel like my whole life is complete and that I have a chance if I come in for an interview.

“Fine, fine, thank you.” I nod again and again, but I almost kneel down in front of the phone.

I used to be too lazy to submit my resume online. That year, when I was a junior, I was able to leave school early to find a job.

These days, I have submitted many resumes, but most major companies will not hire me as a guide who has not graduated yet, and all the previously submitted resumes have sunk into the ocean.

If the White family is not down, even the business has become a problem, and if the turnover is normal, I will go straight back to the White family, but I can not find a job now!

I took out my professional clothes from the closet and gestured to the mirror. I can already imagine a better life in the future.

After the excitement, I lay in bed and suddenly thought of something.

I took out my cell phone and started looking. Could it be that I dialled the wrong number in excitement before looking for a bunch of useless things?

This time I want to search thoroughly, “How do I make men tired of me?”

The result this time is quite different from before, so I click directly on the hottest number.

“Sir, it’s quite simple if you want men to get tired of you. Men are all bitchy creatures. The more active you are for him, the better. He will be tired of you in two or three days if you ignore him and he will be full of interest in you.”

Many people agreed with the answer and replied to her below. I thought about it carefully. It is really true. Generally, the male host in an idol drama is crazy and cool, surrounded by a lot of active women, but he only likes the cold female host.

Every idol drama is such a routine. When I meet this demon again, I must remember to take the initiative. The more active, the better. Maybe if he gets bored, he will not be interested in me anymore.

After reading all these strategies, I went to sleep contentedly.

The next morning, I was woken up directly by the alarm clock.

Thinking about the interview, I quickly got up, put on a light makeup and put on my newly bought business attire to catch the bus.

No sooner had I boarded the bus than I received a confirmation for an interview with another company. I feel like my life is starting to change.

If I do not pass the interview this morning, I will get another chance.

I arrived at the interview place early. I graduated from A University, and my degree certificates are among the best. The interview will not be too difficult for me.

When I arrived, I noticed that the people around me were dressed differently and I was the only one wearing light makeup.

Look at all the beautiful women with gorgeous makeup and cool clothes around me. I was shocked!

Is this a job interview or a beauty pageant? I remember the most important thing in the interview manual is the dress code.

I thought a lot about how to interview, but I did not look up how to please the interviewer.

In fact, there is a reason why everyone dresses this way today. The main interviewer is a middle-aged uncle who likes women and long legs the most.