The Ex and Her Riches

Charles didn’t even spare her a glance. After placing the milk down, he headed towards the couch in the study. Crossing his legs, he took out his laptop and began delving into his work.

After a few minutes, Whitney noticed that there was someone in the study.

Charles hadn’t left.

She tilted her head and cast a gaze toward the couch. “Mr. Newton, are you busy with work?”

Charles was tapping on the keyboard attentively, seemingly oblivious to her.

If he was genuinely busy with work, she would feel a tinge of guilt.

After all, she had taken over Charles’ desk. Despite being the rightful owner, he had to bend over and work on the couch.

“Why don’t we switch positions, Mr. Newton?”

Charles’ hands froze as he stared at her as if she was a fool.

She’s using a desktop computer. How can we switch positions? Doesn’t she think before she speaks?

Despite complaining in his mind, Charles betrayed no emotions outwardly. “It’s fine. Shut up and deal with your matters. Stop disturbing me.”

Whitney tactfully fell silent and continued to enter the data.

The study was filled with the rhythmic sound of typing.

Both of them worked side by side harmoniously like a couple who had been married for many years.

As someone relatively new to typing on the keyboard, Whitney was quite slow in typing.

After two hours, Charles was done with his work. However, Whitney still had some work left to complete.

Furrowing his brows, he observed her side profile attentively.

He couldn’t tell if the workload was too overwhelming or if she was just dumb.

Whitney’s eyes were glued to the computer’s screen, he walked behind her softly

that, he was

two-finger typing technique

not hold back with

know how to press the spacebar with your thumb? Did it get chopped off by the keyboard? If

around and glared at him. “Mr. Newton, return to your room if you’re done with work.

Charles glanced upward, almost bursting into laughter. “Your basic skills are so horrible! How can you even improve your

I can just put in more time

you train your typing for a year, you still can’t

nodded in agreement. “Yeah, yeah. You’re the fastest, Mr.

of displeasure surfaced within Charles when he heard that. Clenching his jaw grimly, he flicked her head lightly. “You shouldn’t say

“What?”

her work that she had no

explain. Bending down toward her, he grabbed her hands which were on the keyboard, and

your right hand handles the other half. After typing, press the spacebar with

and impatient, he provided detailed

I just

However, she was very serious. Suppressing her urge to revert back to typing

used to it, she kept making typos. Regardless, her finger

quickly she managed to improve, she was quite talented. He felt

the finger placement I just taught you. If you don’t finish tonight, you aren’t

a relatively short

him in despair. “Didn’t you say that I’m no longer your employee once I leave the company? How can you just exploit

“You lack practice. If you want to navigate the workplace with ease in the future, you need to step up your game and quickly master all the necessary skills. Let me make this clear—you won’t

his words did not sound pleasant,

waste, Whitney pushed herself to increase her typing speed. Ignoring his presence completely, she threw

indeed improve considerably after practicing

for a while. For some reason, his gaze

her hand earlier and corrected her finger placement, his face accidentally

tingling sensation crept up

sensation crept up

realized that his thoughts were drifting again, a cold expression crossed his

than you. I can’t help but wonder what your life was like in Tayhaven. You don’t even have