Flash Marriage With Mr. Sheffield: Go Away, Cheap Man!-Chapter 125: Earning Money Just for You to Spend

Chapter 125: Chapter 125: Earning Money Just for You to Spend

The auction has ended.

Clara Sterling and Lindsay Carver had just stepped out of the venue when Mandy Lynn came storming over in towering heels.

"Stop right there, you country bumpkin!" Mandy Lynn shouted.

Clara Sterling didn’t look back.

Instead, Lindsay Carver glanced back and frowned at Clara Sterling, saying, "Ma’am, that woman’s coming after us."

"Yeah." Clara Sterling chuckled, feeling quite pleased, "She’s furious."

As soon as she finished speaking, Mandy Lynn approached Clara Sterling.

"You did it on purpose, didn’t you?" Mandy Lynn sneered, her eyes full of anger, "Who bids like that?"

Clara Sterling smiled, her beautiful eyes filled with amusement as she looked directly at Mandy Lynn, "I’ll bid as I wish. Am I spending your money?"

As she said this, her presence was strong enough to leave Mandy Lynn momentarily stunned.

Once Mandy Lynn gathered her thoughts, her voice rose several notches.

"What are you so smug about? You’re just buying on your boss’s behalf, not with your own money. Just a lowly worker, really think you’re a wealthy woman?"

Mandy Lynn crossed her arms, eyeing Clara Sterling disdainfully from head to toe, and snorted contemptuously.

"Who told you I’m here for my boss?" Clara Sterling laughed as she looked at Mandy Lynn, "Couldn’t it be that I wanted to come myself?"

"You? Hahaha..." Mandy Lynn burst into laughter, as if she had heard a very funny joke.

"You’d work your whole life and couldn’t afford a restroom in Veridian, let alone bid millions for an auction item. Do you think I’d believe that?"

"Believe it or not, that’s up to you." Clara Sterling smiled widely, her mood seemingly great, "Anyway, the thing you wanted was snatched away by me, that’s frustrating, isn’t it?"

This was like adding fuel to the fire.

Already angry, Mandy Lynn exploded like an egg being heated in a microwave, "Boom!"

"You—" Mandy Lynn stomped her feet in anger, "I’m so mad, I’m so mad!"

Clara Sterling chuckled, not entangling further, and opened the car door to get in.

In the rearview mirror, Mandy Lynn was going crazy with frustration.

...

As soon as she got home, Silas Sheffield’s call came in.

"Did you get what you wanted?"

Clara Sterling spoke with a smile, "Got everything."

Silas Sheffield: "What did you get?"

"An ink painting, an original piece by Arthur Shaw, and a pink diamond necklace."

Silas Sheffield’s voice was gentle: "Good choices."

Clara Sterling mumbled softly: "The pink diamond necklace is something I wanted to bid on myself, not as a gift, it costs fifteen million..."

While bidding felt great, now she felt a bit guilty.

After all, the money spent was Silas Sheffield’s, and it was quite a sum.

Would he be unhappy?

Just then, Silas Sheffield laughed softly over the phone, "You finally decided to spend my money voluntarily."

The tone didn’t sound upset but rather pleased.

Clara Sterling asked, "Aren’t you mad? I spent so much at once..."

"Earning is meant for you to spend, my money is your money, joint property of the couple, besides, what’s this sum matter?"

Hearing that, Clara Sterling widened her eyes, her face full of shock.

This sum? It’s fifteen million...

She knew her husband was wealthy, but didn’t know he was so wealthy that fifteen million was considered small money.

Is this what a wealthy CEO is?

Such dominance, so likable.

Suddenly, Clara Sterling thought of how she used to work part-time to get money for that bastard Isaac Sutton, feeling a mix of grief.

What kind of hard days did she live through before!

...

Thea Tate left the auction with a face as dark as a pot’s bottom.

As soon as she got in the car, she couldn’t help but call Isaac Sutton.

"How’s the planning going? Any confidence to hold your launch before Sheffield’s new product launch?"

Isaac Sutton: "It’s possible."

Thea Tate breathed out slowly, "Sort out the projects needing investment, I’ll arrange for someone to secretly inject funds into Sutton Group."

Isaac Sutton: "In the process."

The two discussed business matters for a while, then Thea Tate tapped her fingers on the steering wheel and suddenly asked, "Have you called off the engagement with that fiancée of yours?"

Isaac Sutton: "Called off, announcement will be made tomorrow."

That night, he discussed matters at length with his father, Graham Sutton, promising cooperation with Tate Group.

Graham Sutton was somewhat skeptical at first, but the next day Sutton Group received a large investment.

The investment was secretly made by Thea Tate under another company’s name to Sutton Family.

Graham Sutton received the investment and finally believed Isaac Sutton’s words.

Between company interests and repaying gratitude, Graham Sutton chose company interests.

After all, Sutton Group has been his decades-long hard work.

"That’s good." Thea Tate said, "Once I inject project funds into Sutton Group, you know what to do."

"Yeah."

He certainly knew.

He’d been waiting for this day for a long time.

Thea Tate hung up and gripped the steering wheel tightly, her eyes filled with shadows.

Clara Sterling, we’ll see about that. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

...

The next day, Monday.

Clara Sterling waited for the elevator downstairs, seeing Lisa Holloway walk over smiling brightly.

"Wow, looking so lively. Have you moved past the breakup shadow?" Clara Sterling teased.

Lisa Holloway tossed her hair and smiled, "Sis has figured it out, breakups discovered before marriage are celebrated, it’s heaven’s help, I should be happy."

Clara Sterling pressed her lips into a smile, "That makes sense."

As she finished speaking, the elevator doors opened.

Today they arrived early, so it wasn’t crowded downstairs and the elevator wasn’t packed.

At her workstation, Clara Sterling felt her phone vibrate in her pocket.

She pulled out her phone and opened WhatsApp, seeing Silas Sheffield’s message.

[Baby, I’m heading back to Veridian this afternoon.]

"Clara, let me tell you..." Lisa Holloway leaned over wanting to talk about her young, attractive brother but inadvertently saw Clara’s phone screen.

"Baby, today I..." Lisa Holloway instinctively read aloud.

Clara Sterling quickly turned off the phone screen, feeling quite guilty.

"Clara, who’s this?"

Clara Sterling’s eyes darted, "Nobody."

Lisa Holloway suddenly raised her voice, "Wait! Why does this avatar look so familiar? I feel like I’ve seen it somewhere..."

Lisa Holloway hurriedly pulled out her phone to open the company’s group chat to confirm.

"This avatar is Silas..." Lisa Holloway hadn’t finished speaking when Clara Sterling quickly covered her mouth.

"Don’t say it!" Clara Sterling covered Lisa Holloway’s mouth, looking somewhat flustered.

She had to work at Sheffield and couldn’t publicly disclose her relationship with Silas Sheffield yet.

Lisa Holloway blinked, "Mm, mm..."

Clara Sterling: "I can let go of you if you don’t speak out loud."

Lisa Holloway nodded vigorously.

As soon as Clara Sterling let go of her hand, Lisa Holloway immediately said, "So you and him... So your husband is... he’s your husband? You, you, you..."

Lisa Holloway was so excited, she was quite incoherent from excitement.

Clara Sterling knew what Lisa Holloway was trying to express, she calmly nodded, "Yes."

"Whoa—" Lisa Holloway gasped sharply, her eyes wide like copper bells, "Oh my gosh!"

Her good friend turned out to be the wife of a CEO!

"Holy crap, holy crap! This is just too dramatic!" Lisa Holloway couldn’t help but scream, "Isn’t this the classic CEO love story? Sis, you’re amazing!"

"Keep it down." Clara Sterling tugged Lisa Holloway’s sleeve, "Keep it secret for me, don’t say anything outside."

Lisa Holloway mimicked zipping her lips, "Don’t worry, I’ll definitely keep it secret."

"What are you two talking about? Keeping what secret?" Anabelle Spencer walked over.