Charles Smith, recently becoming more and more neuroticism, wondered what was wrong with him. Could it be that he was bothered by the fact that the dull woman finally had someone pursuing her? Impossible! He was such a good boss and senior; how could he be bothered by such trivial matters? He should even help them out.Trying to console himself, Charles got up and dressed. He didn't have the habit of spending the night in hotels; he found it more comfortable to return to his own place.It was 8:55 in the morning."Ah... Wait for me!" Hannah Snow stood at the elevator door, listening to the shouts and screams coming from somewhere.As soon as she turned around, she saw a girl in a pink dress rushing towards the elevator in an extremely inelegant posture.Observing her high heels on the freshly waxed floor in the lobby, Hannah felt a little worried. As expected...She didn't even finish her thoughts when she saw the girl's heels twist, and it seemed like she was about to make intimate c
Upon hearing her words, everyone quickly returned to their positions, resuming their professional secretary demeanor.Kidding aside, Hannah Snow was in charge of the salary of all company employees. Their monthly bonuses depended on the scores she gave them each month—the higher the score, the higher the bonus. Who would dare offend the Goddess of Wealth?As for Hannah Snow's salary and evaluation, they were directly handled by her superior—the CEO.No one knew exactly how much Hannah Snow earned, but they all knew that her salary, considering her position, was certainly much higher than those of their small roles. Not to mention, she had been at Smith Family for a long time and was quite close to Mrs. Smith. Her competence in her work was evident to all.Dealing with the CEO face-to-face was always her job, and no one could replace her in this regard!And it was true, what normal woman would be willing to face the danger working with Charles Smith? It was certain that anyone involved
Had they already arrived in New York? Which hotel were they staying in? They must be staying together, right?That idiot was not so virtuous. He knew how to please women and was skilled in romantic gestures...Just then, she heard the complaining woman beside her, "What did you say? I think it's good for you to do an internship at the company."Maybe with Olivia around, there would be less free time to think about that romantic couple in the United States!Thinking back to the confession from Boyd a few days ago, Hannah Snow made up her mind and took out her phone. Among the piles of messages he sent, she replied with one, "Let's date!"With Hannah Snow's support, Anna was overjoyed and gave a smug look to her daughter, completely ignoring Olivia's complaints.Sitting in front of the computer, lost in thought for who knows how many times, Charles didn't even specify how long he would be away, and she didn't expect him to return anytime soon. After all, he was the boss, and bosses coul
"Smack!" In the quiet underground parking lot, a crisp slap echoed suddenly. An alluring and glamorous woman, her delicate face brimming with anger, stared at the woman in front of her dressed in a black suit. "Hannah, this is the last time I'm saying it. I want to see Mr. Smith!" The fair-skinned face was immediately marked with a red imprint. Hannah Snow, with an expressionless demeanor, gazed back at her. She was a famous model, and the mistress of her boss,the CEO, or more accurately, the ex-mistress. Charles Smith was notorious for his promiscuity, changing women as frequently as he changed clothes. Poor Hannah, as his cold-faced secretary, had to clean up his mess. "I'm sorry, Miss Elsa, but Mr. Smith is indeed very busy," Hannah Snow replied calmly, her icy gaze issuing a warning that she wouldn't tolerate any further physical aggression. "You..." The woman fumed and raised her hand again to deliver another slap, only to have Hannah Snow catch her wrist in mid-air. H
Charles Smith put on his gold-rimmed glasses and propped his long legs nonchalantly on the office desk, cigarette held between his fingers, with a look of unsatisfied desire on his face. "What do you want, CEO?" Hannah Snow gazed coldly at his overly handsome face. He didn't actually have any vision problems; he wore the glasses only to tone down his aggressive aura in business settings. In Hannah's words, he was like a wolf in sheep's clothing, and not just any wolf, but a wolf with a high chance of having contracted AIDS! "Junior, did you lose another bet? It took me only 10 hours to get that icy beauty," Charles Smith laughed. In truth, he didn't hate Hannah Snow; he even admired her. She was the only woman who wasn't attracted by him when she saw him. Plus, she was beautiful and unquestionably competent at work. Just by observing the number of people in the industry wanting to poach her, it was evident how talented she is. Moreover, she was probably the only secretary who
Relying solely on that boy's many scandals, any mother wouldn't agree to marry her daughter to him. Sigh, her wish to have grandchildren early might not come true! Charles Smith rarely paid attention to her provocations. He had already resigned himself to the fact that he couldn't win against her sharp tongue in the company, let alone at home with the addition of his mother's remarks. Once again, he watched Hannah Snow leave with her briefcase. She wore conservative outfits every day. He wondered what she would look like in sexy clothes. Would it be terrifying? He had to find a way to see her figure. That way, he'd have more things to do to undo her. With her outfit perfectly arranged, Hannah Snow walked gracefully towards the press conference. Today was the grand premiere of the movie "Harem Tactics," a major event for the media company. She was representing Charles Smith at the event. Approaching the scene, she saw several leading actresses struggling to stand out in front of the
These two people were actually playing English-style Go? OMG! Fortunately, Hannah quickly masked her astonishment with her perfect image. She gracefully approached the elegant figure sitting on the ice and offered her a cup of coffee, "Miss Lillian, I don't know what coffee flavor you prefer, but I hope you'll like it." Then she walked towards Charles, who was smiling at her. 'Why are you acting so abnormal?' She silently conveyed her doubt through her eyes. Charles raised an eyebrow, 'Isn't it a good thing that I've changed my ways?' Hannah rolled her eyes. Who would believe that? His appearance right now was so righteous, without any hint of his usual playboy charm. He was really good at acting! Taking another discreet glance, she noticed that Miss Lillian showed no signs of being infatuated or enamored with Charles. She couldn't help but be amazed. This heiress with such an excellent upbringing was truly different. If it weren't for her excellent acting skills and pretendi
Impossible! He couldn't be interested in her; he wasn't lacking in women! Hannah accepted the admiring gazes from those lustful men at the company with a snort. Who did they think she was? Do they want to see her embarrassed? They should consider who they're dealing with! Hmm, where's that playboy? He's probably hiding in some corner, fucking with some woman again, right? She pushed up the sunglasses on her nose, lying on a white beach chair by the pool.Hannah unbuttoned two buttons on his shirt, letting her chest reveal itself provocatively. She closed his eyes as if dozing off, occasionally hearing hushed discussions nearby. "Wow! Secretary Hannah usually dresses so formally; who knew she had such a hot body?" "Yeah, for sure! I wonder if the boss will regret not making a move on her?" "Haha..." Damn it! If Charles dares to make a move on her, she'll destroy his dick! "Hannah!" A voice of disbelief came from beside her. Hannah slowly pushed up her sunglasses and s