The Ex and Her Riches

Whitney had been worried about sitting in the same car as Charles, but her worry was unnecessary since he did not even think about fetching her along.

Whitney sighed as she looked at Charles’ car which was already completely out of sight. She realized she should have known her place better.

When Charles was in a good mood, he could tolerate her being herself and speaking freely.

However, once she crossed the line, she meant nothing to him, and he would have no qualms about punishing her for her wrongdoings.

The realization hit Whitney like a ton of bricks, but she quickly dispelled those thoughts. She was resolved to earn money to bring her mother to Salinsburgh in Chanaea so that they could live together peacefully and comfortably.

She took out her phone, intending to book a taxi to the office.

Jasmine had finished her breakfast and was about to leave the house when she saw Whitney standing by the road in the far distance.

“Whitney, why are you standing here alone? Where’s Charles?”

Whitney jumped at the sudden voice behind her.

Feeling embarrassed, she smiled awkwardly. “He has something urgent at the laboratory today. Since it’s not on the way, I told him I’ll go to work myself.”

“This entire district belongs to the Newton family, so I don’t think you can get a taxi here. Why don’t I give you a lift?”

Hearing Jasmine’s words, Whitney could only agree helplessly. “All right, then. So sorry to trouble you, Jasmine.”

“Not at all. I have nothing important anyway. I’m just going to meet a friend, and she won’t mind if I’m a few minutes late.”

On the way to the office, Whitney felt more determined than ever to earn money.

paycheck, I’ll learn to drive and get my license! Then, I’ll buy a car so that I need not beg Charles to take

Jasmine asked several questions. She was trying to find

given earlier. Realizing she would not reveal anything, Jasmine left

office and began to work. Yesterday’s rat incident made her famous within the logistics department for her fearless way of catching rats. Even

the morning

during lunch break when a

met Mr. Newton again at

goodness. You’re so lucky, Lana. It’s almost impossible for us to see him in person,

words with Mr. Newton

co-workers surrounded her with envious expressions. They never imagined someone from their logistics department would have a chance to get close

town hall event was the only opportunity the

department, for she had a few chance encounters with

of her co-workers was loud enough for Whitney

her head and glanced over, feeling

met at the parking lot yesterday afternoon was Lana. He openly criticized Lana and me before, so he should have known who she was.

moment, Lana turned over and saw the

a conversation. Mr. Newton’s limited edition luxury car was parked right beside mine. For some reason, my engine stalled,

the group of female

not as cold as

her head, appearing slightly nervous

even Lana herself believed it was true. She had forgotten

female co-worker immediately asked, “Lana, is it

you?” another co-worker chirped. “I heard our colleagues at the finance department meet Mr. Newton frequently. According to them, Mr. Newton is usually cold and distant. Even they don’t get to talk

the company, so how could Mr. Newton like me? Perhaps he was in a good

logistics department, but he specifically asked for

be possible. Anyway, I can’t comment much. It’s not