Chapter 412: Yes, That’s Right, She Is Mrs. Sloan

Chapter 412: Chapter 412: Yes, That’s Right, She Is Mrs. Sloan

[But who would have thought? Thea York actually got defensive!]

[She told us to call Mr. Sloan and ask what exactly her identity is. What could it be? The York family’s daughter, right?]

[Then she went completely crazy, demanding to know why Mrs. Sloan wouldn’t make her identity public and why Mrs. Sloan was treating her this way.]

[And then, she said something absolutely mind-blowing!]

It was almost lunchtime, and the small, boss-free group chat was buzzing with activity.

[And then? What did she say?]

[Uh... she said...]

[She said she is the real Mrs. Sloan...]

[????]

[??]

Sure enough, the chat was instantly flooded with question marks.

[Is she out of her mind??]

[Absolutely unhinged... She came to deliver lunch to Mr. Sloan, but when she saw that Mrs. Sloan had also brought lunch, she got totally triggered and started losing it.]

[So what did Mrs. Sloan say?]

An employee quietly put away their phone and looked over at Estelle.

After dropping that bombshell, Thea felt as if she had finally vented all her pent-up frustration. Feeling immensely satisfied, she tilted her chin up and looked down her nose at Estelle. She figured Estelle must be panicking right now.

After a brief silence, Estelle suddenly asked, "You’re Mrs. Sloan?"

Thea sneered, assuming Estelle was finally scared. But it didn’t matter. Once she officially took her rightful place, she would be magnanimous enough to arrange a good destination for Estelle.

Her family’s driver was a decent choice. Although he was in his forties and unmarried, it would at least be his first marriage. As a divorced woman with three kids, Estelle would still be marrying up. When the time came, she would definitely introduce the driver to Estelle.

"That’s right," Thea replied.

"So that’s how it is..." Estelle nodded, then turned to the receptionist. "Let her go up. I know who she is now."

The receptionist was shocked. "Ah? Mrs. Sloan, but Mr. Sloan..."

"I’ll talk to Nathaniel," Estelle said.

Thea’s face instantly lit up with joy. Estelle had finally figured it out, hadn’t she? How sensible of her!

Estelle looked at the receptionist again and nodded. "You don’t need to make things difficult for Miss York in the future. Whenever she comes, just let her go straight up."

The receptionist couldn’t figure out what Estelle meant. All she could say was, "O-okay, but..."

She wondered who exactly Thea was and why Mrs. Sloan was suddenly acting so respectful. Then, she heard Estelle say in a deadpan, serious tone, "Did you hear me? You absolutely must not slight her! Miss York may be young, but she is Nathaniel’s stepmother!

"Regardless of her actual age, on the family register, Miss York is indeed a generation above us! As the younger generation, if we block our stepmother downstairs, it would ruin our reputation if word got out."

The receptionist was speechless. She stood there in shock for two seconds before frantically reacting, "Understood, I understand! S-so that’s how it is!"

She panicked internally, realizing that Miss York was actually Mr. Sloan’s stepmother. No wonder she was so fearless! She had offended Mr. Sloan’s stepmother; would Miss York really fire her?

The receptionist hurriedly said, "I’m so sorry, Miss York! I didn’t know your identity just now, but I do now. We’ll never stop you again. Mrs. Sloan... Madam, please come in."

Immediately, the small group chat exploded.

[Stepmother????]

[Thea York is Mr. Sloan’s stepmother?]

[Holy crap, Chairman Sloan married again?]

[Then what about Ms. Laura Jennings?]

[No idea... We have no say in the Sloan family’s internal affairs anyway. But Mrs. Sloan said it herself, so it shouldn’t be fake, right?]

[Thea York is really something else. She leaped right up to the parental generation...]

Hearing this, Thea almost fainted from sheer rage! What did they mean?! They actually thought she was Nathaniel’s stepmother? Stepmother, my foot! She was obviously Nathaniel’s future wife!

The receptionist hesitated for a moment before offering, "Old Mrs. Sloan, would you like me to escort you up?"

She didn’t want to add the word "Old," but they already had one Mrs. Sloan here. Since Thea was a generation above Estelle, then it seemed she could only be addressed as Old Mrs. Sloan.

Estelle couldn’t hold back a laugh.

Thea was absolutely furious. Did this receptionist not know how to speak?!

"Shut up! Who are you calling Old Mrs. Sloan!" she roared, seething with anger.

The receptionist darted behind Estelle.

Estelle smiled pleasantly. "Aren’t you getting a little too worked up, Miss York? I know you haven’t made your identity public yet, and blurting it out here might not be the best look. But I’m doing this for your own good. You now have a legitimate reason to come and go freely at Evernight International. Aren’t you happy?

"Besides, we’re all family here. It’ll be made public sooner or later anyway, so there’s no harm in saying it today. Or do you just dislike the title ’Old Mrs. Sloan’?

"If that’s the case, we can just have them change it later. There’s no need to be angry~"

Thea was infuriated by Estelle’s tone, her chest heaving heavily. "Who told you I was marrying Ethan Sloan!"

"Hmm?" Estelle blinked, acting completely innocent. "Not Chairman Sloan? Then who is it? You said you are Mrs. Sloan. Although there are many people with the surname Sloan... since you said this in Evernight International, I could only assume you married into Nathaniel’s family.

"But Old Mr. Sloan is getting up there in years, so that’s highly unlikely. Liam Sloan is a few years younger than you, and he has explicitly stated he doesn’t want to get married. So that only leaves Chairman Ethan Sloan..."

Right, that made perfect sense. The onlookers couldn’t help but nod in agreement. Wasn’t that exactly the logic?

Nathaniel Sloan and Estelle Lockwood were husband and wife. That was common knowledge, so Thea couldn’t possibly be Nathaniel’s wife. Old Mr. Sloan... at his age, he probably wouldn’t remarry. As for Liam Sloan, if the Second Young Mr. Sloan got married, the Sloan family would definitely send out invitations. They wouldn’t keep it a secret, would they?

So a hidden marriage that nobody knew about could only be Ethan Sloan’s second... no, third marriage. Because it was his third marriage, and he was marrying a woman so much younger than him—who was also his son’s friend—Ethan must have felt embarrassed. That was why he didn’t celebrate it lavishly, leaving everyone in the dark.

It was perfectly logical. Everything added up!

However, Thea’s expression remained dark. She was exasperated, looking like a pufferfish ready to explode at any moment. She was truly going to die of anger. Absolutely livid, she blurted out without thinking, "I told you I’m not! I am Nathaniel Sloan’s—"

"Nathaniel Sloan’s wife?" Estelle interrupted with a beaming smile.

It was lunchtime. While some people went to the cafeteria, others naturally went out to eat. Right then, the elevator let out a loud DING, and quite a few people stepped out into the lobby. Among them were some who had seen the gossip in the group chat, and they immediately looked over.

Hearing Estelle’s question, "Are you Nathaniel Sloan’s wife?", the way they looked at Thea changed. What did she mean? Wasn’t Nathaniel’s wife standing right in front of Thea?

Estelle smiled pleasantly and asked, "But, if you are Nathaniel’s wife, then what am I? Miss York, I haven’t heard anything about Nathaniel wanting to divorce me, so why are you calling yourself his wife?

"Hmm... Are you trying to say Nathaniel committed bigamy?"

Thea choked on her words, unable to speak.

"Hahaha..." someone in the crowd burst out laughing.