Feeling uncomfortable with the heat, Charles became even more agitated when he was provoked by the girl in front of him. Hot air seemed to rush to his head! Charles stood up, feeling a moment of dizziness. What the hell is happening? Since when did he, a robust man, start experiencing women's problems? Low blood sugar? How else could he explain the dizziness? Hannah Snow didn't miss his faint stagger. At this moment, his handsome face turned abnormally red. What's wrong with him? Why isn't he arguing with her this time? And he's blushing? It's really a sight to behold! Charles felt more and more stars swirling before his eyes. Finally, he lost control and fell backward. Just before he closed his eyes, he heard Hannah's cool words, "Idiot, don't you know black absorbs heat? No wander you were getting heatstroke!" Hannah Snow! Charles Smith, will never reconcile with you!!! Seeing his reaction, Hannah calmly instructed the servants of the Smith family to carry him into the
Charles Smith was taken aback when he recognized Hannah Snow after she had revealed herself. Annoyed, he took off his hat and retorted, "Damn it! I go to such lengths to disguise myself, and you still managed to recognize me?" Knowing that after the heatstroke incident, he would undoubtedly become the topicof the entire company, he purposely made himself look like a secret agent. However, he didn't expect that the cunning little fox, Hannah, would still see through his disguise. Hannah Snow didn't find his remark amusing and glanced at his dyed golden hair. "Who told you to dye your hair in such a flashy color? Did you think I wouldn't recognize you? Well, by the way, why did you come so early today?" Charles took off his black windbreaker and threw it to her. "Our family's top Beauty, Olivia Smith, is returning today. How could I be late?" Top Beauty? It did suit Olivia perfectly. Charles then added, "Let's go; Olivia Smith is already waiting at the airport." 'In truth, if
Charles Smith had never realized that Hannah Snow could be so commanding. If it weren't for the fact that he was the CEO of the company, he would have applauded her. Wait a minute, wasn't he the CEO of the company? How did things get turned around? Sh-it! Olivia Smith sat leisurely on the side, munching on melon seeds. Tonight was the "criticize and struggle" meeting at the Smith family, and the person being criticized was naturally her playboy brother, Charles Smith and Adolf Smith, their father was currently being scolded by his father, Boyd Smith, for not being ambitious enough. Olivia casually leaned towards Hannah, who was focused on her melon seeds, and asked, "Hey, which brand do you think tastes better?" Hannah Snow thought about it seriously and replied, "Well... I think sunflower seeds taste good!" Hearing their irrelevant conversation, Charles Smith was infuriated. These two women! Olivia Smith was his own sister, and don't forget that he was the one who paid for her
His composure was in stark contrast to Hannah Snow's internal panic. Why is she nervous if he isn't? The company's stock price was plummeting every day, and there were rumors that someone was secretly buying the company's stock at a low price. There were also speculations that the major shareholders of the company would soon change hands. In such a critical time, Charles Smith seemed unfazed. No wonder Adolf Smith was in a state of constant rage, and the entire Universal Entertainment was in turmoil. Yet, Charles still had the leisure to flirt with women! Charles Smith smirked, "Hannah Snow, don't be in a hurry! You're almost 28 years old, getting angry too often will age you quickly. Be careful of being unmarried for the rest of your life!" In her mind, did she really think that he, Charles Smith, was so useless? Couldn't he handle such a small matter? Tsk tsk, she really didn't understand him! Hannah Snow didn't have the mood to banter with him. She threw the latest f
"Miss Snow, where's the CEO?" Shareholder A impatiently inquired. Hannah adjusted her glasses on her nose and looked coldly at the Mediterranean-foreheaded man, "I'm sorry, Mr Scott, I didn't sleep with the CEO, so I don't know where he is." "You!" Mr Scott was angry but he didn't want to argue with her any further. It didn't matter; once Charles Smith stepped down, this ice-cold secretary would also be kicked out! "Tsk tsk... Hannah Snow, if you wanted to sleep with me, you should've just said so! You know I'd never refuse your request!" Charles Smith's charming voice came from outside the room. He put on his gold-rimmed glasses, concealing the gloom in his peach blossom eyes. Another Shareholder snorted, "Hmph! Since you're here, let's start the meeting! We should finish early and go home!" Charles Smith smiled without anger, "You're right. Everyone here is getting older, so it's time to go home and rest." The others present sensed the hidden meaning in his words and look
Hannah woman focused on her work, showing no interest in her enthusiasm. Olivia Smith was persistent, moving closer to Hannah Snow. "It is about my brother. Don't you want to know?" Hannah Snow glanced at her with impatience, "Miss Smith, I'm already fed up with your brother's affairs. " What brand of condoms he uses, what type of woman he likes, the size of his underwear, his favorite coffee flavor—she knew everything. "Fine!" Olivia Smith retrieved her delicate nails, feigning a sigh. "I wanted to tell you about my brother's blind date tonight." Blind date? The documents she had just sorted fell to the ground again. The almond-shaped eyes behind her glasses sparkled with anticipation. Had he also fallen to this state to blind date? Hahaha... Olivia teasingly walked away, "Someone said they were fed up with my brother's affairs." "Little Olivia..." the sweet voice gradually disappeared down the corridor, leaving behind a mess of documents abandoned once more. Half an
"Hannah Snow, stop acting dumb!" Charles Smith knocked the handle of the knife on Hannah Snow's hand, glaring at her in anger. "Tell me, what are you betting on?" Hannah Snow winced in pain, clutching her hand and looked at him with a pitiful expression. "Charles, you crazy pig! What do you care about my bet?" Is this man insane? He had a beautiful woman to accompany, yet he still had to join in their discussion. What's more frustrating was why he cared so much about what she was betting on. Seriously! Stephani noticed Boyd being shocked by the volience Charles Smith done towards Hannah Snow . Then she smiled and said "Director, just leave them alone. The CEO and Hannah have always been like this! We're used to it." It seemed that only the CEO didn't see Hannah, the beautiful lady, as a woman; otherwise, why would he not make a move on her? Boyd looked at the swollen hand of his beloved, feeling somewhat sorry for her. "Hannah, your hand..." He was nervous? Yeah, right!
Did he still think about that annoying woman who always fights with him even when he is having sex with beautiful women? what happened to him? Recently, he has become more and more nervous. Could it be that he is upset when he sees that boring woman finally being pursued by a man? How can it be? What a good boss and senior he is! How can you be upset? He still wanted to help them to get together! Trying to console himself, Charles got up and dressed. He didn't have the habit of spending the night in hotels; he found it more comfortable to return to his own place. It was 8:55 in the morning. "Ah... Wait for me!" Hannah Snow stood at the elevator door, listening to the shouts and screams coming from somewhere. As soon as she turned around, she saw a girl in a pink dress rushing towards the elevator in an extremely inelegant posture. Observing her high heels on the freshly waxed floor in the lobby, Hannah felt a little worried. As expected... She didn't even finish her thought