Chapter 2: Feeling a Bit Weak Lately

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 would prepare condoms for her boss, thanks to their mothers' friendship.

Because of this, she was the only woman in the company, apart from married women or older ladies, who hadn't fallen into his clutches. Oh, wait, there was one more: Stephani. But that was because Hannah Snow adamantly prevented him from touching her. Anyway, women were aplenty; he just had to beckon, and there would be a queue.

"What do you mean 'lose again'? I never agreed to bet anything with you," Hannah Snow replied nonchalantly as she sat comfortably in front of him. She casually picked up his cigarette, lit it, and elegantly blew smoke into the air.

A hint of astonishment flashed through Charles Smith's eyes, although it wasn't the first time he saw her smoking. But damn, she was enchanting when she smoked, and he couldn't help but desire her, feeling a quick arousal beneath his suit trousers. Damn it! Why was he feeling desire for this woman?

Taking a deep breath, he said, "Alright then! Since I've been fond of D-cup women lately, how about you? Haven't developed since elementary school? Or maybe you never developed at all?"

Her figure, always wrapped in black suits, left him clueless about her body. He was just being childish, trying to provoke her with words.

Hannah Snow raised an eyebrow, extinguished the cigarette, and smiled at him. "Senior, Since you like plump women,remember to be on the top when making love with D-cup women! Otherwise, those surgically enhanced D-cup women might crush your handsome face."

With that, she turned away, leaving behind her tall figure. Charles Smith felt utterly frustrated once again.

Damn it! Lost again! So depressing!

As she looked in the mirror at the heavily powdered woman, Hannah Snow couldn't help but frown. Since when did she, who used to dislike makeup, become so obsessed with it? Could wearing this mask hide her feelings for Charles Smith? If so, wouldn't that be wonderful?

Taking out a makeup remover and gently wiping her face, soon her petite face was left without the chemical-laden makeup, except for a clear fingerprint on her fair left cheek. Hannah Snow tilted her head slightly, looking at her reflection in the mirror with a beautiful smile. "Wait and see, Miss Elsa ! Hannah Snow... was not someone to be trifled with!"

With her current status in the company, she could easily get revenge. It seemed Miss Elsa was an actress in a new drama. She smiled slyly, not minding giving Miss Elsa more scenes...

Charles Smith watched in confusion as Hannah Snow, who shouldn't be in the studio right now, chatted with the director so enthusiastically. Fortunately, the director was female; otherwise, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't immediately replace the director with one of the most difficult-to-deal-with female directors. He had never known that his secretary had such great eloquence. She made the supposedly hard-to-get-along-with talented female director giggle and obediently followed her suggestions.

But when he saw Miss Elsa,the woman who used to be his former bed partner slapping Hannah in the face, was requested to react a scene again and again. Miss Elsa was hanged exhausted while Hannah Snow laughed at the side. He finally understood; his icy secretary could also be wicked!

In an instant, Charles felt delighted" Hannah was more like a normal girl! "

In truth, Charles Smith did hear about Miss Elsa slapping her, but he deliberately chose to ignore it. He just wanted to see how his adorable secretary would handle the situation. He hoped she would come to him to complain and seek justice, but she didn't.

Haha,this woman was extremely interesting. She came up with the idea of using another person as a scapegoat. Truly worthy of being the woman he favored.

With a cheerful mood, Charles Smith turned and disappeared into the photography studio.

Hannah Snow felt like she was being watched; she sensed a familiar figure following her, but it vanished into the photography studio.

Immediately, she told herself it must have been her imagination and refocused on Miss Elsa, whose face was twisted in frustration, despite several retakes not producing satisfactory results.

Hmph! Don't think Hannah Snow is a negligible person. You think you can get away with anything against her?

Ah! Revenge successfully! It felt so good!

With a great mood, Hannah spoke confidently, "CEO, the afternoon tea is on you today. Feel free to order whatever you like!"

After all, her boss was loaded, and since he spent money on women anyway, she might as well use it to treat the employees and gain their favor. No need for her to spend her own money; she didn't feel sorry for his wallet.

Amidst everyone's cheers, Hannah Snow left the photography studio in high spirits.

Ah, after venting her anger, everything looked pleasant!

As her colleagues passed by, they were startled by Hannah Snow's joyful expression, all wondering if something had greatly upset Secretary Hannah, causing her personality to change so drastically. They doubted that the ice queen secretary could actually smile?

In fact, she looked quite charming when she smiled...

Charles Smith looked at the bill in front of him. This woman... she proved with her actions that she wasn't someone to be trifled with. He had thought of finding a way to avenge her against Miss Elsa, but now it seemed unnecessary. She had taken care of it herself. For some reason, his interest in her was growing stronger.

"Wow! Did the sun rise from the west?" His mother, Anna, exclaimed dramatically. Charles Smith looked up to see his mother, elegantly dressed like a wealthy lady, accompanied by Hannah Snow in her usual black and white suit.

For some reason, his mother always adored Hannah Snow. She would jokingly say that she wished Hannah Snow were her daughter and treated her with great affection, which made Charles feel a bit strange.

"Mom, is it necessary to be so surprised by me being at home?" Charles smiled.

Anna smiled back. "It's because you're at home that I'm surprised! What's wrong with you? Feeling a bit weak (at sex) lately?"

Charles rolled his eyes. Weak? That word was quite a blow to his ego. "Yeah, you're right."

"Hannah, you should quickly schedule an appointment with a good doctor for him, to see a urologist," Anna told Hannah with a worried expression. She couldn't believe that her macho son could feel weak, but who knew, maybe it was possible! HAHAHAHA...

Hannah saw him looking at the bill; it was her masterpiece. She chuckled inwardly. "Auntie, no need for him to see a urologist! I've already arranged for the CEO to have a comprehensive examination twice a year, just in case he develops any sexual illnesses."

Anna wasn't offended by her sarcastic tone. Instead, she laughed heartily. Only Hannah Snow could handle her playboy son like this. Speaking of which, it would be nice if the two of them got together. But seeing how they bickered and fought every day, the hope seemed slim.