My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

It was well past midnight, but the building of the Larson Group was still lit up on all fours Up in the CEO’s Office, the fragrant aroma of broth permeated the room.

Charis slowly wiped her lips and told the servant, "You may take this back now."

She then turned to Ethan and smiled.

"I’m sorry, about that.I guess I’m just used to it."

"It’s fine," Ethan replied as he continued to type on his keyboard.

"Take a look at this and see if the plan is feasible after the modifications I made."

He ignored Charis’ comment about her habits, and all but shut down her attempt to intimate at their shared past.

Back when they had just started their own business, Charis did like to drink some soup whenever they had to work overtime.

To her credit, she would also ask her servants to prepare a decent midnight snack for the rest of the staff.She was quite finicky like that, but it never affected her work.

Besides, Charis was already much better than most rich ladies.She leaned over and read his revised plan over his shoulder.She made a point of being meticulous about it, and was pleased to find that it was perfect, down to the finest detail.

glanced at the clock in the bottom right corner of his laptop screen.It was just two

to finish the revisions so quickly.She turned to

an ace at your job! You managed to itemize the problems and their corresponding

shutting down his computer and methodically packed up his

tone was cool and

the new plans over to our tech guys as well as the

then, as a thought occurred

said,

trickier.You used to solve them in less than two hours.You should have been able to

second to compose herself

the domestic market recently.I suppose I was overwhelmed by so much

for a brief moment.She had a-point, so he decided to drop

and suit jacket.He was done

couch when the door to the office

inside, his forehead beaded with sweat, his eyes

car and fell over the bridge.The rescue team is