The Ex and Her Riches

Charles’ eyes were filled with nothing but disdain, making Whitney feel somewhat embarrassed.

That plan was the result of her pondering all afternoon.

She raised her hand to shield her screen, stuttering, “Um… I-I’m not done yet. This is just a prototype.”

As she spoke, she lacked any hint of confidence. She wasn’t adept at creating proposals, but luckily, Queenie had given her half a month. She still had the opportunity to refine her work.

In that case, Charles didn’t feel like dampening her enthusiasm, simply asking. “Do you plan on sleeping. at the office tonight?” Judging by her demeanor, if I didn’t show up, she might actually spend the night at the office. I really can’t fathom what’s going on in her mind.

Only then did Whitney notice the time. She hadn’t realized it was almost ten in the night.

At that moment, her stomach growled, a blush instantly coloring her neck. Even the tips of her ears turned red.

“Haven’t eaten yet?” asked Charles.

Whitney nodded. If it weren’t for Charles, she wouldn’t have realized it was already past her working -hours.

Seeing that, Charles was somewhat dissatisfied and said coldly, “Pack up and head home.”

Whitney didn’t dare to refuse his request. She quickly saved the draft on her computer, picked up her bag. and followed him out.

His strides were long, so Whitney had to jog to keep up with his pace.

Soon after, his luxury car roared to life, taking off at a speed akin to an arrow released from its bow. Startled, Whitney immediately gripped her seatbelt tightly.

Charles rolled down the car window, letting the cold wind sweep into the car.

Dressed in thin clothing, Whitney felt a chill as the wind blew toward her. She couldn’t help but wrap her arms around herself, silently enduring the cold.

her lips, which were pale from the

he said, “Have you lost your voice? Are you

Whitney was about

She softly retorted. What if he enjoys the night breeze? I just don’t want to upset

on.” His tone was domineering

though Whitney felt uncomfortable, she didn’t

they returned to the Newton residence, he wrapped his arm around her waist, gently pulling her into his embrace as they walked in together.

Jasmine stepped forward, teasing, “Charles, you’re such a workaholic. You disregard everything when you’re working. Whitney is frail, you know. Do

Whitney quickly clarified, “No, Jasmine, it’s not what Charles came home late because

“That’s wonderful news! It seems

you take responsibility if you keep delaying her meal and she

of the Newton family, Charles often generously called

that to deal with the Newton family, she couldn’t help but feel a flutter of excitement in her

moment, she was his

longer. Are you happy now? Let me tell you, Charles, showing off your love is disgraceful!” Jasmine made a funny face, then went off

The moment they entered the room,

make something to eat for myself. I

on the bed,” he said.

is. Besides agreeing, she couldn’t say anything else.

to the side of the bed, dialed the phone downstairs, and

ago was instantly swept away. Sure, he might

up the freshly made bowl of pasta. The enticing aroma stirred-

Whitney felt a wave of tiredness wash over her. She bathed and went to bed, knowing that Charles wouldn’t return that night. She chose a comfortable

fly by when one was busy. At first, Whitney found the planning to be a real headache. However, after getting

to her hard work, the initial proposal acquired some reference value. During the period she was completing the proposal, she also consulted Queenie a

suggestions for her proposal. It was during that period that