All Chapters of Be Gentle With Me, Mr. CEO: Chapter 431 - Chapter 440

The next afternoon, Ruth from across the hall was already sitting on a small stool by her door, lying in wait.When Calla went out to take out the trash, Ruth started making snide remarks. "Hey Calla, didn't you say the father of your child would come to pick you two up today? I've been sitting here since the morning, and I haven't seen him yet. Your child is a bastard without a father, isn't she?"Ruth had been widowed at a young age and had a hard time raising her only son. Because she was so mean, her daughter-in-law refused to live with her. Now she lived alone, with her son visiting occasionally. Her daughter-in-law was at odds with her and never brought the grandson along to visit her.As a result, Ruth's temperament became even more peculiar with age. She liked to nitpick about everything, and she was known for being notoriously foul-mouthed. She was quite infamous in this area. Having lived in the neighborhood for many years, Calla suffered a lot because of her.Calla ign

Carol slid the balcony door shut and asked in a low voice, "What's going on here?""What... what do you mean?" Calla rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly.What could she say? Anything she said would be a lie, and saying too much might expose the truth."What's his name again?" Carol asked."Pierre Garland." "Pierre. Why does he have the Garland surname?" Carol frowned at the mention of that surname. "Never mind that. He did say he's Clover's father, didn't he?""Yes." Calla nodded."When did you meet someone like him? And he's a lawyer with such a good family background, too. Tell me the truth—does he have a wife? We don't want to be the ones ruining someone's family," Carol said seriously."Mom, he's not married," Calla quickly assured her."That's good. I'm glad to hear that." Carol added after a bit, "By the way, how much is his car worth?" Carol glanced downward at Pierre's vehicle.Calla looked at the luxurious Range Rover Carol was referring to. "Probably over a mil

Soon, Pierre drove into his neighborhood.A smirk twisted Pierre's lips as he watched Calla's surprised expression. She sensed something amiss but couldn't bring herself to ask.After they got out of the car, Pierre carried Calla's luggage while Fiona held Clover. Calla carried her personal items as they made their way to Pierre's floor. Exiting the elevator, Calla frowned as she took in the familiar sight of Pierre's front door. "Isn't this still just your place? You're trying to fool me."Despite her reluctance, Calla and Clover were now without a home. If Pierre demanded she move in, she had no grounds to refuse. She was broke and had nowhere else to go. It was the lowest point she'd ever been in her life.Hearing her question, Pierre smiled before turning to face the door of the apartment across from his. Calla watched in confusion as he reached into his pocket, retrieved a key, and unlocked the door to the opposite apartment."What is this?" Calla hadn't expected him to o

From that day on, Calla settled comfortably into the apartment across from Pierre's. Pierre had asked Fiona to come clean for Calla every day, but Calla had turned down the offer. She believed she was already too indebted to Pierre to accept any more favors.Every day, Calla cleaned the house, cooked, and did the laundry with Clover by her side. Occasionally, she would prepare something delicious and invite Pierre over to eat. Life suddenly became easy and joyful—at least in spirit. She no longer had to worry about Carol and Zoey or fret over Carol feeling upset by all the gossip. Though her days were physically demanding, she and Clover were incredibly happy. Clover grew in the blink of an eye, transforming into a chubby, lovable little bundle of joy.Pierre also doted on Clover, often buying her clothes, baby food, and toys. Calla knew these were all expensive imported goods. But Calla felt obliged to accept them since they were gifts from Clover's godfather. When Clover tu

When Pierre saw how dejected and sad Calla looked, he frowned. The accusing look in his eyes faded, replaced by pity and concern.After pondering for a moment, Pierre said, "Finding a job is not a problem with your CPA certificate. Many companies need someone with your qualifications. As it happens, a friend's company is hiring. I could introduce you. "His company is a start-up, so there isn't a lot of accounting work. The salary and benefits might not be high, but it suits you. There's a two-hour lunch break, so you can return to feed Clover. This way, you can continue working without having to wean Clover. What do you think?"Calla's eyes sparkled at Pierre's suggestion, but she hesitated. She looked at him, uncertain. "Does your friend really need an accountant? I don't want them to pay me a salary because they feel obligated to you. I don't want you to owe anyone such a big favor."She had already put him through enough. She couldn't cause him any more trouble.Pierre chuckle