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.

at a loss for words.

Fine then.

and limped as she walked out.

was personally packing her things. Whitney quickly

ready soon. The HR department has already made arrangements for your position. Starting tomorrow, you will officially be Mr.

matter

that Charles had personally arranged for Whitney to work

knocked on

“Come in.”

the initiative to pour her a

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

a smile. “I understand, Ms. Zeller. Thank you. Ever since I was an intern, you have generously shared your work experience with me. If it weren’t for your

clueless intern.”

truly grateful to Queenie.

a smile. “You don’t need to thank anyone. Everything you’ve achieved is due to your own hard work. I simply saw my past self in you.

“Okay.”

headed to the top floor with

HR department posted the name of Charles new assistant on

curious about who she

the lips of every employee in the

it true that all the assistants and special aides around Mr. Newton are men? How come this time. they’ve let

Whitney is quite capable. In a short period of time, she hast risen from an intern to the position

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

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

had been almost a daily occurrence since

Whitney was organizing the documents in front of

just how many tasks Charles

Ding!

front of her rang. It

answered, “Mr. Newton, may I ask what your

work hours, she addressed him

me. Three parts sugar and seventy percent

even respond, the call abruptly

What the heck?

parts sugar, seventy percent hot? How am I supposed to measure that?

complained that the coffee she made was either too hot

Whitney was overwhelmed.

was that he only liked freshly ground coffee. However,

not satisfied, she would have to start all over again.

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