Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Once, she was a princess-carefree, with no worries about money or her future. During her school years, she focused only on having fun, never learning any real skills.

Now, those big companies wouldn't even consider her. Ivy had no choice but to lower her expectations and begin with smaller jobs.

Other jobs available to her were as a cashier in a supermarket or a waitress in a restaurant. The thought of standing dumbly at a checkout counter or serving drinks to others was unbearable. Her pride wouldn't let her stoop that low-not yet.

These jobs didn't require much education, but they were exhausting and paid next to nothing. One month's salary wouldn't even cover the cost of a single dress she used to buy.

After much deliberation, Ivy decided to pursue a job with higher commissions-sales. Sales jobs didn't have strict educational requirements, and she had connections, people she could rely on.

She sent out her resume online, and soon, she was called in for an interview. Sales positions offered low base salaries, but the commissions could be considerable with good performance. Qualifications didn't matter much in this field, and Ivy, with her appearance and charm, passed the interview without much trouble.

The position was in real estate sales, and the company was preparing to launch a new project that urgently needed more staff.

The supervisor introduced Ivy to the team. "This is Ivy, our new colleague. Please help her out when she needs it."

"Yes, Supervisor."

After brief introductions, everyone quickly returned to their work. The team was incredibly busy, leaving Ivy unsure of what to do.

"Ivy, can you make copies of this document and distribute them to everyone?" someone asked, handing her a file.

"Oh, okay." In the past, she would have exploded at such a request, but today, she remained calm. Times had changed.

"Ivy, head to the dessert shop nearby and get everyone some afternoon tea. Here's the list of what we want."

Ivy had just finished handing out the copies when someone stuck a note covered in scribbled orders onto her.

her first day, and despite her frustration, she didn't dare complain. She swallowed her pride

weather outside was freezing. Ivy hurried back to the office, arms full of bags. As

are you standing there for? Clean it up

held back her anger. When her dignity was trampled so

she would make everyone who humiliated her regret ever crossing

up the mess. Then,

was trembling from the cold. Laden with bags,

slow? If you're this inefficient, how

Her hands had gone numb

coming by later to inspect the project's progress. Since you're new and haven't been involved in this project, just stay sharp and don't

replied, rubbing her frozen hands. She filled

over. "Everyone, get ready. The CEO

but he's so busy that he rarely

continues. Join us for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! "Handsome or not, he's out

daydreaming and come with

"Yes, Supervisor."

wanted to stay in the warm office, but she had no choice but to join

be someone she knew. After all, back when she was the

view, slowly approaching. The group that had been chatting moments ago fell

stop. Ivy couldn't help but

in luxury cars while others waited respectfully outside for her. Now, she was

car door opened, and a secretary stepped out from the front passenger seat. He walked to the back door and opened it. The

figure emerged from the car. The man wore a navy blue overcoat, paired with a patterned vest

him,

It was him-Julian.