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.

corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of her lips, which were pale from the cold. Charles’ expression grew even more annoyed.

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

his warmth and a faint tobacco scent. Whitney was about to be moved when his words

enjoys the night

on.” His tone was domineering

though Whitney felt uncomfortable, she

wrapped his arm around her waist, gently pulling her

disregard everything when you’re working. Whitney is frail, you know. Do you really have the heart to make her work overtime with you? Look at how pale

not what Charles came home late because

an understanding expression and said, “That’s wonderful news! It seems Charles, the

eaten yet. Will you take responsibility if you

Charles often

family, she couldn’t help but feel

that moment, she was his true

from her meal any longer. Are you happy now? Let me tell you, Charles, showing off your love is

The moment they entered the room, he let go of her hand.

him. “Once they’re all asleep, I can make something to eat for myself. I can sleep

the bed,” he

bed it is. Besides agreeing,

bed, dialed the phone downstairs, and ordered, “Bring a

the company moments ago was instantly swept away. Sure, he might have a sharp tongue, but he was actually quite kind to her.

housekeeper quickly brought up the freshly made bowl of pasta. The enticing aroma stirred- Whitney’s appetite.

having a satisfying meal and drink, Whitney felt a wave of tiredness wash over her. She bathed and went to bed, knowing that Charles wouldn’t return that

At first, Whitney found the planning to be a real headache. However, after getting through

the period she was completing

that period that Whitney grew a lot. Her perspective and knowledge all elevated to