He had intended to act as if he knew nothing, but the heat of her gaze, as if she wanted to devour him, was too much to bear.
Unable to resist, he spoke up, only to see her face flush with embarrassment.
Her stubborn attitude, despite her evident shyness at having picked up the wrong magazine, reminded him of how cunning and shameless she was when she pursued him four years ago.
Somehow, he found himself inviting her to sit next to him.
Knowing full well she wasn't actually clueless about organizing documents, he took the extra step to teach her anyway, feeling a sense of fullness in his empty heart as she obediently sat by his side.
"Knock knock—" The office door suddenly sounded.
His secretary quickly entered and reminded him respectfully, "Mr. CEO, the meeting is about to start."
"I know." Chester Yale looked up and answered indifferently, then turned to Evelyn Sherman, who was still sorting through documents.
"Bring the materials needed for the meeting."
