the accounting manager's housewife | mysta rias

episode thirty-six

EPISODE 36

"surprise! i'm back home!"

"wife..?" mysta called when no one welcomed him back. it was 3 in the afternoon and he was planning to surprise his wife.

but she's not home.

mysta started panicking again and ransacked the whole house in search of his wife. the items were still in their original places and it didn't seem like someone took her by force again...

"nice to meet you, i am klara charmwood." klara introduced herself as she shook hands with cassandra.

the latter who was confused, looked at klara and vox back and forth, then her eyes secretly glancing at the woman elegantly drinking tea inside vox's office.

"klara will be working with you starting today as my new other secretary. your tasks will be divided so take care of each other, alright?"

the two immediately replied a yes before vox went back to his office. klara on the other hand remained standing, waiting for cassandra to order her around.

but cassandra followed vox into his office instead.

"sir, am i not good enough working just alone?" she asked as she followed, only to bewilder her boss.

"did i allow you to come inside my office?" vox strictly said.

but it was too late. cassandra already saw the face of the anonymous woman who was drinking tea and also the culprit who brought klara into the company.

"mrs. stroude?"

"ms. stroude." vox corrected and just sighed. "cassandra, get out."

"what is she doing here? was she the one who brought klara and told you to hire her as your other secretary? has this woman actually seduced you, sir? are you cheating on sir eveland—?"

"akuma." vox darkly said. "ike's surname is akuma. why can't you get surnames right?!"

vox groaned. "that's not even the point." he said to himself. "you're done for today. go home."

"with all due respect, sir, i am offended that i was not given any heads up for the new changes in your office. i need answers as your secretary." cassandra stood her ground. "i am not going anywhere until i am satisfied."

"you—!" vox groaned.

as much as he and y/n would like to fire her, her contract states otherwise. the only way to get rid of her is to kill her.

but y/n is still feeling nice. it's almost christmas after all. she should at least let cassandra spend her last holidays with her family.

that is... if she would still have a family after pissing y/n off any further.

"please take a seat, cassandra." y/n gently offered and brought her teacup down.

cassandra, a bit scared, still sat on the sofa in front of y/n.

vox then handed y/n a paper bag. y/n took it and took out a shirt before gently placing it on the coffee table for cassandra to see.

"my husband spent his overtime only with you yesterday night. he came home with a lipstick stain on his collar." y/n started. "i smelled no other perfume on him so i assume you didn't kiss him but instead, you kissed your fingers and placed the lipstick stain on it."

"mysta spent only his overtime with me. it could be other women he spent time with during the morning." cassandra immediately defended herself.

"my husband changes his clothes in the afternoon whenever he works overtime. he went to work in a blue shirt and came home in white." y/n calmly explained further. "you are the only female who has interacted with him that wears a red lipstick- would you like me to tell you one by one how it is impossible for his other women colleagues to not be the one who placed that stain on his shirt?"