Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 825 Teaching Her To Create A Proposal

By the time Whitney returned to the Newton residence from work, Charles had already arrived, sitting on the sofa and discussing matters related to the Newton Group with the family.

Seeing her return, Jasmine took the initiative to approach her. “Whitney, why didn’t your come back with Charles today?”

All eyes from the Newton family turned toward her in unison.

Whitney glanced at Charles, walked over to his side, and said with a smile, “I Kot held up today after work chatting with Ms. Zeller. Charles has been so busy lately, and as his wife, how could I not worry about him? So, I asked him to come home first.”

As she spoke, Charles casually placed her hand in his own with languid ease.

“Of course my wife cares about me. You guys carry on with your chat. My wife and I need to go upstairs to discuss some matters.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Charles took her hand and led her upstairs. The rest of the Newton family couldn’t help but chuckle, teasing them a bit under their breath.

Even when they arrived at the turn of the staircase, Charles showed no signs of letting go of her.

Feeling the warmth of his palm, Whitney couldn’t help but break out in sweat.

Upon entering the study, Charles switched on his computer, his voice indifferent as he said, “I’ve seen the proposal you submitted. It’s too naive.”

Naïve…

The destructive power of the word was immense for Whitney. She had poured so much effort into the new version, yet it still failed to catch his eye.

“I’m sorry…” Whitney replied softly.

Charles glanced over at her, and she didn’t dare to say anything more.

“You don’t know how to do it, yet you don’t know how to ask too?”

With a swift motion of his hands, he tapped a few keys on the keyboard, and several documents popped up on the computer screen. They were titled: XX Project Plan, XX Management Plan, and XX Summary.

Every document ended with Charles’s personal signature.

This is… the previous planning proposal of Newton Group! These are all secrets of the Newton Group. Why is he pulling out these documents now?

Whitney was completely bewildered. The next second, Charles said, “Take a good look at. these documents. If there’s anything you don’t understand, ask me.”

to sit in front of the computer. He then

at the documents in front of her, Whitney was

a proposal? If I

an intense gaze fixed on her from behind, Whitney’s heartbeat suddenly quickened. After taking a few

about half an hour, Whitney finally went through the plans in front of her

seemed perfect on the surface, there were still many details that needed to

always be concise and to the point. In that

sound of flipping pages could

only to find Charles engrossed in a book

knowledge about that book before. It was written entirely in a foreign. language. Because the subject was

as him should have no problem reading it,

vast difference between her abilities and his. Silently, she withdrew her gaze and

in her back. Just as she

scent that was uniquely Charles’s drew closer, she held

mouse, and annotating on

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key points within, his pleasant voice resonating

thing in common. This part, this part, and this part all employ

across

he finally stopped pointing and asked, “Do you

sudden question caught Whitney off guard, making her incredibly nervous. She

up an excuse to strike up a conversation, and to her surprise,

is really not right. At the meeting today. I was the one who messed things up, so why did Charles become even more

pop up in Whitney’s mind, but she didn’t dare to

on the computer, Charles noticed that her mind was

for teaching you how to write a proposal, accompany me to a dinner. party

“Female companion?”

raised an eyebrow arrogantly, “Do you have a problem?”

at

right to refuse, as she was now just

sent her the guest list for the business gala on her phone, asking her to remember some of the names.

Group would undoubtedly be

Whitney spotted Gwendolyn’s name at a glance,

day’s work, Whitney was called by Isaac to Charles’s office.