The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

Chapter 842 Impossible To Please

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.”

It was still the same tone that brooked no argument and left her no room for discussion.

was at a loss for

Fine then.

and limped as she

was personally packing her things. Whitney quickly took the

already made arrangements for your position. Starting tomorrow, you will officially be Mr.

about this matter

personally arranged for Whitney to work

leaving. Whitney knocked on Queenie’s office door.

“Come in.”

the initiative to pour her a cup of

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

you have generously shared your work

clueless intern.”

truly grateful to Queenie.

her head with a smile. “You don’t need to thank anyone. Everything you’ve achieved is due to your own hard work. I

“Okay.”

Queenie, Whitney headed to the top floor with her

on the company’s official website, the whole company instantly erupted in commotion.

who were originally uninterested in Whitney became curious about who she was and how she had

day long. Whitney’s name was almost on the lips of every employee in

and special aides around Mr. Newton are men? How come this time. they’ve let someone from the

you understand? This person named Whitney is quite capable. In a short period of time, she hast risen from

She must possess extraordinary abilities to have caught his eye. I remember she even presented a plan at the general staff meeting. Not everyone

our

a daily occurrence since Whitney

was organizing the documents in front

CEO’s assistant, she realized just how many tasks Charles had to handle every

Ding!

of her rang. It was connected to

“Mr. Newton, may I ask what your instructions

during work hours, she addressed him as Mr. Newton.

make a cup of coffee for me.

Whitney could even respond,

What the heck?

How am I supposed to measure

Charles had always complained that 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,

she would have to start all