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.

a loss

Fine then.

limped as

Whitney quickly took the folder from his hands. “I can do it

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

this matter loudly in the logistics department.

Charles had personally arranged for Whitney to work by his side. because he valued her.

Whitney knocked on Queenie’s office door.

“Come in.”

seeing that the visitor was Whitney, Queenie took the initiative to pour her a cup of

is not like working in the logistics department. You need to be on your toes at all times. Try your best not to make mistakes. Do you understand?”

intern, you have generously shared your work experience with

clueless intern.”

was truly grateful to Queenie.

you’ve achieved is due to your own hard work. I simply saw my past self in

“Okay.”

Whitney headed to the top floor

Charles new assistant on the company’s official

Whitney became curious about who she

on the lips of every

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

This person named Whitney is quite capable. In a short period of time, she hast risen from an intern to the position of the CEO’s assistant. From

be swayed by beauty. She must possess extraordinary abilities to have caught his eye. I remember she

are beyond our comprehension. Let’s just focus on doing our own

almost a daily occurrence since Whitney became the CEO’s assistant.

the top-level assistant’s desk, Whitney was organizing the documents in front

becoming the CEO’s assistant, she realized just how

Ding!

of her rang. It was connected to Charles’

her throat, Whitney hurriedly answered, “Mr. Newton, may I ask what your instructions

she addressed him as

cup of coffee for me. Three parts sugar

respond, the call

What the heck?

percent hot? How

either too hot or too

Whitney was overwhelmed.

her even more was that he only liked freshly ground coffee. However, every time

would have to start all over again.