Infidelity: His Regret, My Revenge – A Twisted Love Story You Can't Ignore

Chapter 130

I remembered the schedule; his first coffee had to be delivered by 9:30 AM. What time was it?9:48 AM! I quickly checked his coffee order. Good heavens, it had to be hand–poured.

I rushed to the breakroom, found the beans, the kettle, ground the beans… My hand ached. I chuckled. I didn’t come to Jones Group to be a princess, but Zach had so smoothly passed the job to me, making me feel like a conscripted soldier.

I quickly made the coffee and approached the CEO’s office. Taking a deep breath, I knocked, “Come in,” his calm voice

said.

Evan was already working, completely focused. I placed the coffee next to his right hand. He glanced at me, then back at his work. I turned to leave.

Wen,” Evan stopped

back.“CEO, what else do

his cheek. I gave a professional smile, confused. What was wrong with

me closer. He stood up, his tall figure blocking the light, his scent filling the air. A long, slender finger touched my cheek.

on your face,” Evan said softly, showing me his finger, which had a bit of brown coffee grounds.

tell

at your face is telling me? Why don’t you point at your father and call him a stupid old

in the restroom; my face was as red as if I’d drunk several

meeting, I only took notes. Zach handled the notifications and prepared the materials. He’d considered that it was my first day; the meeting was urgent, and I didn’t know the content. He was being considerate. At noon, there was a business lunch–a real estate tycoon who’d collaborated