Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

“I have something to ask you!”

Her serious expression startled Roy.

“What’s the matter? Did I do something to upset you?”

Richelle shook her head and stared at him intently.

“What are you talking about? Or are you feeling guilty about something?”

Roy appeared to be innocent, “Your attitude is a bit too serious, so I wanted to test it out. Isn’t there a saying? If my wife is unhappy, don’t ask why, just admit it’s all my fault.”

Richelle rolled her eyes.

“What nonsense are you talking about, Roy? Are the chat groups you hang out with full of old people? And the uncles and aunties in the group chat keep sending health advice?”

Of course, Roy wouldn’t be in such groups. And even if he were, a busy person like him wouldn’t have time to read those boring messages.

“Anyway, don’t worry about that as long as it’s not my problem. Tell me, what do you want to ask me?”

So Richelle went straight to the point.

“I told my master that Andrew wouldn’t be a good fit in the lab, and it would affect everyone’s enthusiasm for work. She agreed to find a suitable position to transfer him, and quickly made him her assistant! That’s a position many people dream of having. Do you think my master has made a mistake?”

Roy coughed a couple of times, then spoke with an apologetic tone.

“Actually, this is related to me!”

Richelle was surprised, “Related to you? How would your master and Andrew’s matters involve you?”

Roy then explained the ins and outs of the matter to her

“After you told your master about Andrew, she immediately called me to ask how to handle this situation.”

“I suggested that she transfer Andrew to be her assistant.”

Richelle frowned, “Roy, are you trying to stir up trouble? Being my master’s assistant is a cushy job!”

Roy rubbed her head, “Don’t worry, just listen to me.”

Richelle narrowed her eyes, “Okay, tell me! I want to see the brilliant part of your plan.”

Roy asked her, “Do you think it’s a cushy job because the assistant can access some confidential information others can’t, and meet people others can’t meet?”

Richelle glared at him, “Isn’t that obvious?”

Roy then asked her, “What if the confidential information is fake?”

Richelle suddenly understood.

“So you suggest my master transfer him to her side and reveal fake information to him, then let him expose his true self?”

Roy nodded.

“Firstly, once he’s transferred to your master’s side, any harm or negativity from him towards the lab will be removed. And since it looks like a promotion, he himself won’t be suspicious. Even if there are accomplices, they won’t be scared away. Furthermore, if there’s any suspicious activity while he’s near your master, she’ll be able to sense it.”

Richelle agreed with most of his points, but she had doubts about the last one.

“Can you be sure that my master can really sense any suspicious activity?”

As far as Richelle knows, her master is the most oblivious person in social interactions.

Roy tweaked her cheeks and laughed.

“Don’t I still have me?”

No one is more proficient at handling workplace matters than Roy.

“But as acting president, aren’t you dealing with numerous tasks every day? How can you find time to deal with my master’s trivial matters?”

Roy said, “Anything related to you will be added to the urgent agenda.”

Richelle was speechless.

“It’s strange this time, my master actually took the initiative to approach you? Honestly, when did you and my master become so close?”

This time, Roy just smiled as he played with Richelle’s curly hair.

Richelle felt goosebumps all over her head, staring into his bright eyes as she spoke.

“Although I know my master actually admires you, she rarely asks others for help.”

Roy sighed.

“Isn’t it because you’re her precious daughter? If it were just for herself, she would definitely not ask for help, but for you, she would do anything, no matter how difficult.”

Richelle was momentarily speechless.

“My master and I have discussed it. Once he lowers his guard, we’ll release some fake information to him. Then, not only can we catch him, but we might also catch the person behind him who’s communicating with him.”

But Richelle was worried about him.

“Aren’t you busy? This could affect your work, right?”

Roy’s current acting president job involved a higher intensity and difficulty than ordinary work.

Richelle was afraid that her master’s matters would distract Roy.

“Don’t we still have Nathan?”