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.”

no argument and left her no room for discussion.

a loss for

Fine then.

limped as

personally packing her things. Whitney quickly

will be ready soon. The HR department has already made arrangements

spoke about this matter loudly

had personally arranged for Whitney to work by his

on Queenie’s

“Come in.”

the visitor was Whitney, Queenie took the

Mr. Newton. Working with the CEO is not like working in the logistics department. You need to be on your toes

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

grateful

“You don’t need to thank anyone. Everything you’ve achieved is due to your own hard work. I simply saw my past self in you.

“Okay.”

to Queenie, Whitney headed to the top floor with her belongings.

department posted the name of Charles new assistant on the company’s official website,

she was and how she

Whitney’s name was almost on the lips of every employee

are men? How come this time. they’ve let

Whitney is quite capable. In a short period of time, she hast risen from an

to have caught his eye. I remember she even presented a

CEO are beyond our comprehension.

a daily occurrence since Whitney

Whitney was organizing the

CEO’s assistant, she realized just how many

Ding!

her rang. It was connected to Charles’ office.

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

addressed him as

a cup of coffee for me. Three parts sugar and

could even respond, the call

What the heck?

hot? How am I supposed to measure

she made was either too

Whitney was overwhelmed.

liked freshly ground coffee. However, every time