The Ex and Her Riches

Inside the CEO’s office, Charles wore an extremely grim expression as he attentively listened to the report from the female employee standing before him.

“Recently, a rumor has been circulating within the company. It suggests that Whitney from the logistics department passed her job assessment smoothly due to her relationship with Mr. Turner. Furthermore, several staff members in the logistics department have witnessed Whitney and Mr. Turner spending time together, conversing and laughing. Occasionally. their behavior appears intimate… Just two days ago, someone even witnessed Mr. Turner pulling Whitney…” Sensing the palpable tension in the room, the employee’s voice gradually grew softer.

“Continue.” Charles’ voice remained calm and composed as he reclined lazily in his chair, holding a cigarette between his fingertips.

Concealed by the hazy smoke, his expression became inscrutable.

Someone saw Mr. Turner pulling Whitney closer by the waist, and Whitney’s face flushed. with shyness. She then gently pushed him away. And then…”

In the next instant, a porcelain ashtray whizzed past, narrowly missing the employee’s head at a startling speed. If it had been slightly off-target, her face would have been injured.

The ashtray fell to the floor, shattering into pieces with a sharp, crisp sound.

The employee didn’t dare to make a sound, fearing she might become embroiled in her boss”

She was quite unfortunate. Just as she was discussing this matter with her colleagues, Charles happened to walk by and overheard their conversation. He then pulled her aside, asking her to provide a report on the situation.

The office fell into a momentary silence. The inscrutable expression on Charles’ face rendered it impossible to discern his thoughts.

Several minutes passed before he finally said in a cold voice, “Get out.”

The employee nervously heaved a sigh of relief before stumbling out of the CEO’s office in a hurry.

Her legs nearly gave way beneath her the moment she stepped out the door.

Back in the office, Charles instructed the surveillance room employees to retrieve the footage. from the logistics department and send it to his computer.

At that moment, Charles’s computer screen displayed Whitney’s workstation. She was diligently working at her desk with a crumpled ball of waste paper resting beside her.

All the rumors circulating in the company would reach his ears eventually.

It was impossible that Whitney knew nothing about it.

But why has she never mentioned anything about this to me before? Does she secretly enjoy being the center of gossip?

sensation welled up in Charles’ heart as he thought of that.

entered the office, nervously asking. “Mr. Newton, you wanted to see

with a cold tone. “In the future, please minimize your interactions

was well aware of the rumors circulating within the

Charles’ specific work instructions, he wouldn’t dare to engage in private. interactions with Whitney no matter how audacious he

entangled in these rumors. I am prepared to accept any consequences or punishment.”

“Get out.”

that Charles had no intention of punishing him, Isaac felt as though

work, Whitney began to pack up her belongings to head home.

heart instantly. leaped

read: Let’s go back together.

message, Whitney

few days, she had been taking the bus on her own, followed by taking a taxi to a crossroads not far from the

would always brush it off by saying she was

heading home together. What’s going on today?

couldn’t discern Charles’s thoughts, she chose not to dwell on

the parking lot, Whitney noticed Charles standing beside a luxury car,

halted in her tracks when she was still

the call, his expression indifferent. “What are you doing

grown accustomed to his indifference, Whitney silently

with neither of the two occupants uttering a word. The only sound that

residence, Whitney couldn’t suppress her curiosity and asked, “Why did you

abrupt halt, causing Whitney to lurch forward violently due to inertia. She was convinced that if she hadn’t been wearing her seatbelt, she would have undoubtedly collided with the windshield.

behind the wheel remained expressionless, asking coldly, “Don’t you think

communication is solely

was telling the

cold glance

she doesn’t know how to stop it, why didn’t she come seeking my help? Why

If he hadn’t frequently assigned Isaac

he was the one responsible for causing all of