"I saw Mrs. Jones, and she’s just so beautiful, perfectly matched with the CEO."
So your excitement is because you’re smitten with Mrs. Jones?
The secretary, full of gossip, pulled over a chair from the opposite side of Robert Green’s desk and sat down, "Now, the question is, why does Mrs. Jones want to divorce our CEO? When I went in just now, I noticed the way the CEO looked at Mrs. Jones, and it’s obvious, he’s hiding his love deep in his heart."
Robert Green gave the secretary a contemptuous side-eye. "Do you have nothing better to do? If Mr. Jones finds out you’re gossiping about his affairs here, do you believe he will also have you thrown into the mailroom?"
The very excited secretary immediately closed their mouth and stood up to walk out. As they reached the door, they suddenly thought of something and turned back to look at Robert Green.
"Assistant Baker, did Mr. Jones throw you into the mailroom?"
With an unruffled face, Robert Green glared at the secretary, "Get lost, get out of here now."
The young and pretty secretary covered her mouth and giggled twice, then hurriedly left.
You could hear Robert Green snorting coldly, "Why the divorce? It’s all because the big boss is too proud to lose face."
Back then, he told him that he was moving further and further away from the path of winning his wife back, but he wouldn’t believe it, and insisted on being stubborn to the end.
What could he, as an assistant, possibly do?
Could he stop the boss when he’s stubbornly courting disaster with such determination?
Aide Baker, who was inwardly complaining while gathering his things to report to the mailroom, had a face filled with grief and indignation.
As a loyal aide, Robert Green’s heart was breaking, just like a worried mother’s.
After the secretary left, Elly Campbell turned her head to look at Adam Jones and thought for a while before speaking directly, "Is there anything I can help you with?"
Seeing Adam Jones sit down in the executive chair, he waved Elly Campbell over to his side.
Elly Campbell did as told and walked over; there was a substantial stack of documents in front of Adam.
Adam casually pulled out a document and placed it in front of her. "Start with this one."
Elly Campbell took the document and was about to open it when she saw Adam rise from the executive chair and pull her down to sit in it.
Feeling the broad palms resting on her shoulders, Elly Campbell twisted her eyebrows uncomfortably and subtly shifted her body without causing a scene, struggling to focus on the document in front of her.
Her entire back, however, was stiff.
Adam didn’t move away but instead sat on the arm of the chair beside her, his long arm casually resting on the back of the chair, both of them sitting very close together.
Especially with Adam’s tall stature, sitting seemed to envelop Elly completely.
"Can you move away from me a bit?"
Elly felt uneasy, unable to absorb a single word of the document in her hands.
"I’m not disturbing you."
Adam looked at Elly and a faint sense of grievance flashed across his face.
Although he said so, Adam couldn’t help but sigh internally.
This must be karma, the turning of the tables; his own comeuppance.
In the past, when Elly tried every means to get close to him, he always impatiently found excuses to push her away.
Elly twisted her brows and stayed silent; he was right, he wasn’t disturbing her, but with him sitting there, she found it hard to concentrate.
"Or is it that all your attention is on me, that’s why you can’t focus?"
Adam’s teasing voice sounded in her ear, unable to suppress hints of laughter.
Elly’s hand, holding the document, tensed, as if Adam had guessed her thoughts, her eyes betraying a touch of guilt.