Richest Mogul

Chapter 1682

Priscilla could sense the subtle tension radiating from Paul. As Joe's assistant, he was fiercely protective of his position and would never allow anyone to surpass him.

To the employees at Martin Group, Paul was a fixture steadfast and dependable. Having earned Joe's trust and been entrusted with significant responsibilities, he was the object of envy. Many wished they could be in his shoes. For Priscilla, learning about these small details of Joe's life was incredibly valuable. Unfortunately, Paul hadn't shared much in the way of details.

She had worked hard to establish a relationship with Paul, using subtle methods to get closer to him. Yet, it seemed her efforts had been in vain.

However, she did learn one key detail-Joe's preferred brand of yogurt drink. Moving forward, she made a mental note to keep some stocked in the office, and whenever she passed by a convenience store on her way to work, she'd pick up a bottle for him. After finishing their meal, they rested briefly before resuming their journey. The drive was quiet, as Joe preferred peace, and no one spoke unless absolutely necessary for work.

Even on the road, each of them had tasks to attend to. By the time they reached the hotel, it was already 10:00 pm.

After checking in, Priscilla noticed that Joe had been assigned the presidential suite while she and her two male colleagues were on the same floor.

Once settled, she immediately went to take a shower and changed into more comfortable clothes. Then, she grabbed a bag and left.

the elevator to Joe's suite, she felt a twinge of nervousness with each step. But her experience

on the door. After waiting for about two or three

video call. His face had no

the phone, "Someone still needs to talk

wasn't someone Priscilla knew. She hadn't expected her timing to be so unfortunate, catching Joe

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supplement. I've used it before, and it worked well for me. I

the bag and started to leave,

outstretched hand lingered awkwardly in the air. "Mr.

it. Take it back," Joe said, then closed

She hadn't expected her first personal interaction with

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