Chapter 3: The Iconic Smile of a Playboy

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 journalists.

Sighing inwardly, the actresses fought fiercely both on and off the screen. They compete for beauty and the limelight, and the most important competition was for Mr. Big Boss's favor. There was an unwritten rule in the industry: any actress who got into bed with Charles Smith would undoubtedly receive his full support. As Charles's confidential secretary, many people tried to curry favor with her, hoping to gain her guidance. Hannah Snow always dismissed such attempts with a cold smile.

A sharp-eyed actress saw her and approached, trying to please her. "Miss Snow, you're here!"

Any employee of the film and media company would treat her with great respect. It was because she was the person closest to the all-powerful boss. Rumors circulated that within the company, Hannah Snow was like a queen, ruling over everyone. However, she chose not to comment on such rumors.

People who didn't understand Charles Smith would probably think he was just a womanizer, a simple-minded playboy. Only she knew that Charles Smith's iron-fist working style made everyone who encountered him fear him.

He was particularly skilled at pretending to be harmless, just like a pig eating a tiger.

When the reporters' cameras turned towards her, flashes lit up the scene. A slight displeasure flickered in Hannah Snow's eyes, but she quickly put on a professional smile and made a few polite remarks on behalf of Charles Smith before preparing to leave the stage.

Suddenly, she noticed a commotion at the entrance, and the crowd surged in that direction as if a superstar had arrived.

Recognizing the newcomer, Hannah Snow wasn't too surprised, but she found it odd. Charles Smith rarely attended such small press conferences. Why was he acting so impulsively today?

With a signature charming smile, he attracted the photographers and actresses who swarmed around him. He enjoyed their affectionate attention without reservation.

No wonder, he indeed had the ability to enchant women. Even someone as cold-hearted as her couldn't escape?

But she was rational. She chose the best course of action, knowing that her secret admiration was one-sided and would never be reciprocated. She wouldn't confess her feelings; that was Hannah Snow's way!

Because she understood him too well, she knew that she could never confess her feelings. Never.

She didn't do things that were unprofitable.

As she cast a few glances at him, Hannah Snow decided to leave the venue when nobody was paying attention. If not for work, she wouldn't enjoy attending such events.

Charles Smith looked towards the reporters with a smile, but secretly, he was searching for a tall, dark figure. "Secretary Hannah?"

Hannah Snow was momentarily surprised by his call. As the reporters' attention returned to her, she took a few steps back, pretending to be professional. "CEO."

Say it, whatever you want to say!

Unconcernedly, Charles Smith pushed away the women hanging onto him and affectionately put his arm around his composed secretary. Facing the reporters, he said, "There are several magazines offering exclusive interviews. Help me select a schedule for them."

Hannah Snow was slightly taken aback by the sudden arm around her. Her anger flared up. This cunning man tossed the hot potato to her again?

We'll see about that!

Smiling at the eager journalists, Hannah Snow turned to the group of covetous women. "Yes, CEO, I'll handle it. Ladies, please take care of our CEO."

She raised an eyebrow defiantly at him, then turned and discussed the interview arrangements with the reporters. Her head was throbbing.

Exclusive interviews meant only one magazine could be chosen. Offending any of them would be unwise.

Suppressing his anger, Charles Smith realized that she was becoming even more formidable, and life was truly interesting!

Finally freeing himself from the clingy women, Charles Smith sniffed his clothes. They were mixed with countless scents of perfumes, and he frowned in displeasure. These artificial fragrances were... unbearable!

As Hannah Snow walked out of the office, she happened to catch sight of Charles Smith's comical expression. The way he moved reminded her of a certain animal, and she couldn't help but laugh quietly.

"Are you laughing behind my back, little sister?" Sharp-eyed Charles finds her laughing .

Pushing his glasses up his nose, Hannah Snow held her folder and replied, "Reporting to my senior, I haven't."

This man always stood out the most, especially with his eye-catching golden hair. From now on, he would be known as the charming playboy forever!

Charles Smith seemed unconvinced by her words. "What about the company's employee activity next week? Have you planned it?"

Employee activity? Remembering the activity that had been decided by a vote, Hannah Snow's mood brightened. "Sure! This time, we decided on a barbecue and hot spring outing!"

"What? Barbecue and hot spring outing?" Who had voted for such activities? How could these things enhance his suave image? They were all things that could ruin his image!

Seeing him almost pop his eyeballs out, Hannah Snow put on a serious face. "Yes, senior, are you afraid?"

"Of course not! What am I afraid of?" Not wanting to be looked down upon by her, Charles Smith put on an appearance of being impervious to any influence. In his mind, he was already imagining himself being charred black from the barbecue and reluctantly showing off his perfect body to others. Damn!

"Not afraid, that's good then! I need to get back to work. Oh, senior, if you have time, make sure to practice different angles of yourself wrapped in a bath towel. It'll make you more enchanting!" Hannah Snow struggled to contain her laughter and quickly walked past him.

Charles Smith's face darkened. Did he really need to practice that? It seemed he had to. He was the sex symbol chosen by the women in the company, the ultimate eligible bachelor! He couldn't let this event ruin his image!

As Hannah Snow walked out of the CEO's office, she looked at a certain playboy standing with his back to her. What was he up to today? He was half an hour late, which, for him, was quite earlier than usual. He never showed up at the company before noon. But no one dared to mention it because he was Charles Smith, the young master of the Smith family, and no one could say a word against him.

What was he doing today? Could it be... because she asked him to attend the staff event a few days ago,did he get too overwhelmed?

Otherwise, why would he call the flower shop today and send a large bouquet of red roses to each secretary in the office, whether they are married or not?

She couldn't understand it. The flamboyant man with flashy blonde hair had already seen her. He flashed her a deadly charming smile, revealing his dazzling white teeth. He extended his hand to greet her, "Hey! My lovely Hannah! You look so beautiful today!"

Goosebumps erupted all over Hannah Snow's body, and she almost fell over due to the nausea. She skillfully dodged away from Charles Smith's loving arm and the overpowering cologne scent that almost choked her.

Putting on a composed expression, she squinted at the beaming playboy, "Mr. CEO, what happened to you today?"

Charles Smith checked his watch, "Ah! Am I half an hour late today? I'm sorry! I promise to be punctual starting tomorrow!"

He then reached out and pinched the blushing face of Hannah Snow, who was still in shock. Hmm, her skin was really good!

It was only now that Hannah realized that rascal was actually wearing a formal suit today! And he had even harassed her!

Oh my god! Could someone please tell her what was going on?

Was their playboy CEO in such a good mood, or was he in a bad mood?

She had known him for so many years, and he had never said a nice word to her. Today, he actually...

All her questions were answered when an extremely beautiful woman came to visit him.

This beautiful woman was the only daughter of a Hong Kong jewelry tycoon. Unlike the playboy CEO's usual companions, she was not only a double master's degree holder from the United States but also a well-known icy beauty in Hong Kong's social circle.

She had always looked down on those second-generation rich kids who only knew how to party and play. For Charles Smith, this woman naturally aroused his strong desire to conquer. No wonder!

Hannah Snow obediently brewed two cups of coffee and walked towards the office. She had been ordered by her other gossiping colleagues to gather some information. Given Charles Smith's abilities, he should already be naked and having a great time with the icy beauty, right?

She chuckled to herself and respectfully knocked on the door, waiting for Charles Smith to invite her in before entering.

After working for this playboy for several years,She knew that, he liked to maintain a perfect image in front of such beautiful women. As a versatile secretary, she knew how to read the situation and act accordingly!

Pushing open the door, she was taken aback by the sight that greeted her. What??