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

Fine then.

limped as she walked out.

packing her things. Whitney quickly took the folder from his hands. “I can

arrangements for your position. Starting tomorrow, you will officially

spoke about this matter loudly in the logistics

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

knocked on Queenie’s office

“Come in.”

Queenie took the initiative to pour her a cup

now on, you’ll be working alongside Mr. Newton. Working with the CEO is not like working in the logistics department. You need to be

Ever since I was an intern, you have generously shared your work experience with me. If it weren’t for your guidance, I’m

clueless intern.”

truly grateful

shook her head with 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. Keep going. I believe

“Okay.”

Queenie, Whitney headed to the top floor

department posted the name of Charles new assistant on the company’s official

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

name was almost on the lips of every

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

In a short period of time, she hast risen from an

caught his eye. I remember she even presented a plan at the

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

been almost a daily occurrence since

was organizing the documents in front of her.

how many tasks Charles had to handle every day.

Ding!

front of her rang. It was connected

her throat, Whitney hurriedly answered, “Mr. Newton,

hours, she addressed him as Mr.

cup of coffee for me. Three parts sugar

Whitney could even respond, the call

What the heck?

seventy percent hot? How am I supposed to measure

complained that the coffee she made was either too hot or too cold. This time, he gave her a specific temperature

Whitney was overwhelmed.

coffee. However, every time she ground

would