The Ex and Her Riches

Whitney was terrified to the core and too scared to struggle for fear that she might fall flat on her bum.

Feeling the warmth of his body and the rhythm of his heartbeat, Whitney slowly turned her head and raised her swollen eyes to meet his gaze.

At that very moment, her eyes resembled an aggrieved baby deer who was desperately in need of her master’s comfort and yearning for a warm embrace to alleviate all the malice she had endured recently.

Charles settled on the couch and allowed Whitney to sit on his lap. His fingertips threaded through her golden hair and soothingly massaged the back of her head.

Whitney was stunned.

It seemed as if the man before her eyes had been possessed.

He was so gentle that it felt like a trap.

In his arms. Whitney gradually calmed down.

“Are you feeling better after letting it all out?”

Whitney blinked her long lashes, which were wet with tears before nodding in a daze.

Charles took a tissue and gently wiped her tears away. “Do you still want to resign?”

His voice was unusually gentle.

Somewhat taken aback, Whitney still nodded. Her gaze was resolute.

Understanding her concerns, Charles released his embrace, pressed the intercom, and instructed Isaac, “Whitney will work at the top level from now on and serve as my assistant.”

Upon hearing that, Whitney was shocked.

Gossip had already spread like wildfire in the company. If she were to work directly by his side, it would inevitably fuel the rumors even more.

She did not want to become a burden to him.

When the call ended, Charles’ gaze turned to her. Raising an eyebrow, he said, “What else are you worried about? No one dares to gossip when you’re working with me.”

“But… I don’t want to cause you any trouble.”

Charles stood up, returned to his desk, and quickly immersed himself in his work. His fingers were rapidly typing on the keyboard, and he completely ignored Whitney’s words.

“Go pack your things.”

still the same tone that brooked no argument and left her

a loss

Fine then.

limped as

logistics department, Isaac was personally packing her things. Whitney quickly took the

made arrangements for your position. Starting tomorrow, you will officially be Mr.

deliberately spoke about this matter

the message that Charles had personally arranged for Whitney to work by his side. because he

leaving. Whitney knocked on

“Come in.”

seeing that the visitor was Whitney, Queenie took the initiative

the CEO is not like working in the logistics department. You

“I understand, Ms. Zeller. Thank you. Ever since I was an intern, you have generously shared your work experience with me. If it

truly grateful

a smile. “You don’t need to thank anyone. Everything you’ve achieved is due to your own hard work. I simply

“Okay.”

to Queenie, Whitney headed to the top floor with her

HR department posted the name of Charles new assistant on the company’s official website, the whole company instantly erupted

became curious about who she was and how she had the

name was almost on the lips of every

all the assistants and special aides around Mr. Newton are men? How come this time. they’ve

period of time, she hast risen

to have caught his eye. I remember she even presented a plan at the general staff meeting. Not

the CEO are beyond our

a daily occurrence since Whitney

the top-level assistant’s desk, Whitney was organizing the documents

she realized just how many tasks Charles

Ding!

front of her rang. It was connected

throat, Whitney hurriedly answered, “Mr. Newton, may

addressed him as Mr. Newton.

for me.

respond, the call

What the heck?

seventy percent hot? How am I supposed

was either too hot

Whitney was overwhelmed.

was that he only liked freshly ground coffee. However, every time she ground the coffee,