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.”

was still the same tone that brooked no argument and left her no room

at a loss for

Fine then.

nodded and limped as she walked out.

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

department has already made arrangements for your position. Starting tomorrow, you will

deliberately spoke about this matter

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

Whitney knocked on Queenie’s office door.

“Come in.”

that the visitor was Whitney, Queenie took the initiative to pour her a cup

department. From now on, you’ll be working alongside Mr. Newton. Working with the CEO is not like working in the

generously shared your work experience with me. If it weren’t

was truly grateful to Queenie.

due to your own hard work. I simply saw my past self in you. Keep

“Okay.”

headed to the top floor with her

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

who were originally uninterested in Whitney became curious about who she was and how she had the ability to stay by

the lips of every

Newton are men? How

is quite capable. In a short period of time, she hast risen from an intern to the position of the CEO’s assistant. From

Newton is not the type to be swayed by beauty. She must possess extraordinary abilities to have caught his eye. I remember she even

thoughts of the CEO are beyond our comprehension. Let’s

daily occurrence since Whitney became the

desk, Whitney was organizing the documents in front

she realized just how many

Ding!

of her rang.

Newton, may I ask what your instructions

hours, she addressed him

a cup of coffee for me. Three

could even respond, the

What the heck?

seventy percent hot? How am I supposed to

the coffee she made was either too hot or too cold. This time, he gave her a

Whitney was overwhelmed.

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