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 and

he saw that, he

two-finger typing technique makes its

did not hold back with

press the spacebar with your thumb? Did it get chopped off by the keyboard? If you continue typing at this speed,

him. “Mr. Newton, return to your room if you’re done with work. Although I type really slowly, I don’t intend to sleep tonight. I’ll train

do that alone?” Charles glanced upward, almost bursting into laughter. “Your basic skills are so horrible! How can you even improve your typing

to admit defeat. “Well, I can just put in more time and effort. If I practice more, I can definitely see

Even if you train your typing for a year, you still can’t catch up to my

yeah. You’re the fastest, Mr.

Charles when he heard that. Clenching his jaw grimly, he flicked her head lightly. “You shouldn’t say that a man is too

“What?”

her work that she had no idea what he was

her, he grabbed her hands which were on the keyboard, and corrected her finger

your right hand handles the other half. After typing, press the spacebar with your thumb. Use the Enter key to go to the next line. Make

gruff and impatient, he provided detailed instructions

the method I just taught you and type

Suppressing her

she kept making typos. Regardless,

observed her hands quietly. Considering how quickly she managed to improve, she was quite talented. He felt quite

he said, “You’re so dumb. I’ll give you an additional task tonight. After entering all the data, record this contract too. Keep recalling the finger placement I just taught you. If you don’t finish tonight, you aren’t

a relatively short

employee once I leave the company? How can you just exploit

the necessary skills. Let me make this clear—you won’t become a

did not sound pleasant, they

waste, Whitney pushed herself to increase her typing speed.

considerably after practicing

some reason, his gaze was

corrected her finger placement, his face accidentally brushed

sensation

tingling sensation crept up

realized that his thoughts were drifting again,

your work quickly and get some sleep. You’re so dumb that even pigs are smarter than you. I can’t help but wonder what your life was like in Tayhaven. You don’t even have basic computer