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.”

the same tone that brooked no argument and left her no

was at a loss

Fine then.

and limped as she

things. Whitney quickly took the folder from his hands. “I

department has already made arrangements for your

matter loudly in

Charles had personally arranged for Whitney to work by his side. because he valued her.

leaving. Whitney knocked on Queenie’s

“Come in.”

took the initiative to pour her a cup of warm water.

alongside Mr. Newton. Working with the CEO is not like working in the

smile. “I understand, Ms. Zeller. Thank you. Ever since I was an intern, you have generously shared your work experience with me. If it weren’t for your guidance, I’m afraid I’d still be that clueless

grateful

you’ve achieved is due to your own hard work. I simply saw my past self in you. Keep going. I

“Okay.”

Queenie, Whitney headed to the top floor with

assistant on the company’s official website,

who were originally uninterested in Whitney became curious about who she was

almost on the lips

assistants and special aides around Mr. Newton are men?

she hast risen from an intern to the position of the CEO’s assistant. From

to be swayed by beauty. She must possess extraordinary abilities to have caught his eye. I remember she even presented a plan

The thoughts of the CEO are beyond our

had been almost a daily occurrence since Whitney became

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

realized just how

Ding!

of her rang. It was connected to Charles’ office.

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

during work hours, she addressed him as Mr.

for me. Three parts

Whitney could even respond,

What the heck?

hot? How am

coffee she made was either too

Whitney was overwhelmed.

freshly ground coffee. However, every