The two exchanged hostile glances for what seemed like an eternity before Ryan finally shook Ivy's hand."I also look forward to your assistance," Ryan replied, along with an announcement, "From today, you will be my secretary. I hope we can work together happily.""Why a secretary?" Ivy frowned in confusion. "My position has always been in the business development department.""Secretary is the appropriate position for you," Ryan emphasized. "You will excel at it, won't you?"Ivy rolled her eyes in annoyance, understanding the underlying implication of Ryan's words. Clearly, Ryan wanted to limit Ivy's strengths, and having her nearby would make it easier for Ryan to toy with her."I understand," Ivy replied gently. "It's a position not everyone can handle. I feel valuable. Thank you very much, boss."Externally, Ivy smiled warmly, but internally, she was trying to endure. Ivy reminded herself that it would only be three months, and then everything would end. By then, she would repay
"Here's your coffee." Ivy gently placed the cup of coffee on the table in front of him. "Boss, drink it quickly before it gets cold and loses its flavor.""Even making a cup of coffee takes you too long," Ryan snapped immediately. "You really lack efficiency.""In the company kitchen, there was no more coffee, so I had to go down to the grocery store downstairs to buy it," she retorted, not backing down. "And what else do you expect from a resourceful employee like me? Instead of just criticizing others, you should care about the quality of life of your employees and stock up on other foods too, because your kitchen is lacking.""The issue is that it takes too much of your time to make a cup of coffee," he criticized sternly. "Spending too much time on one task leads to wasting too many other things.""Blame it on the broken elevator, not me. I had to walk from the first floor to the twentieth," Ivy retorted indignantly, immediately catching the unpleasant frown from her boss. Afraid
Ivy thought that Ryan's pestering for the day had ended. However, Ryan seemed to have another plan. He felt the need to retaliate against what Ivy had just done as soon as possible. He couldn't bear the additional discomfort tormenting him. Ryan was naturally competitive, and losing made him feel disappointed and unacceptable.Just as she turned away..."Ivy, you're mistaken." His voice, unexpectedly captivating and unusually warm, broke through the silence. "How could I ever forget those wonderful moments of that night? You called my name with a sweetness surpassing any sound I've ever heard. It was like melting chocolate or honey, irresistibly smooth." His expression seemed a bit sheepish. "I enjoyed the satisfaction and contentment on your sensual face, revealing an intense desire. Every detail of your body is etched deeply in my mind—your smooth skin, gentle fragrance, and intoxicating sweetness. The heat was radiating as our bodies merged into one. Sweat, temperature, and the hea
Time passed swiftly, and it was quite some time before Ryan could return to work after calming his nerves. Ivy's direct and powerful attack was truly terrifying. Ryan had to admit that this time he had been defeated by Ivy. Despite feeling angry and frustrated, Ryan couldn't do anything for Ivy, but that didn't mean he was giving up. He vowed to seek revenge in a spectacular manner next time.As Ryan was contemplating his next move, it was already lunchtime. Just as Ryan was about to deal with another issue, he received a lunch appointment call from Mason Taylor, Ryan's friend and personal lawyer. Truth be told, Ryan wanted to decline, but he couldn't, as the lawyer himself had come to pick him up. While Ryan was getting ready to leave the room, Mason Taylor was engaging in small talk to get acquainted with Ryan's secretary. Ivy was the topic of discussion among the women in the company, getting scolded by the boss without a care in the world. Because he had heard about Ivy and was cu
"Ryan. What's going on with you?" Mason was curious upon noticing your puzzled expression. Suddenly, he had to witness Ryan's childish outburst of wounded pride. This made Mason cautious and concerned. "You're displaying unwarranted petulance. Is something bothering you?""You care about her." Ryan asked indifferently. "I remember you didn't have time for flirting, did you?""Who are you talking about?"Seeing Ryan's silence, the lawyer immediately found the answer."Talking about your secretary, aren't you?" Mason confirmed again.Ryan remained calm, but his facial expression looked rather uncomfortable."It's not unusual for me to start noticing a girl." Without caring whether Ryan listened or cared about what he said, he declared confidently. "Honestly, I've taken a liking to your secretary.""Are you kidding me?" Ryan asked skeptically."I'm serious," Mason affirmed."Since when?" Ryan remained doubtful: "Don't tell me it's just now. Saying that you two have known each other befor
Over the past two weeks, Ivy has not been doing any work related to the duties of a secretary. She comes to the company as if she's going out for leisure, casually playing with her phone, switching between watching movies and playing games. When given tasks by her boss, she either doesn't fulfill them or simply neglects them altogether. She's actively proving herself to be useless and irresponsible, as she previously declared: she'll only cooperate with those she deems worthy; otherwise, she's quick to part ways. Ivy's defiant behavior has irritated many people, leading them to curse her, and Ryan is extremely furious. Due to the fear that Ivy might cause damage to the company, Ryan no longer assigns her important internal tasks, aside from some trivial personal matters. Therefore, Ivy's job now resembles more of a footman for Ryan than a secretary for the CEO of company AB.To be honest, Ryan is quite fed up with the situation. He hasn't encountered anyone as stubborn and courageous
"Sorry for the interruption; I'm bringing in some coffee."From outside, Ivy announced, then gently opened the door without waiting for any response or permission from those inside. As soon as Ivy stepped into the room, still standing by the door, Ryan visibly displayed his dissatisfaction. Ivy's delay in bringing him and his esteemed guests their coffee annoyed Ryan."Why did it take you so long to make coffee?" Ryan criticized me irritably. "Don't use the excuse of running out of coffee grounds and having to go to the grocery store to buy them."Knowing that Ryan was intentionally trying to make things difficult for her in front of the guests, Ivy didn't show any anger. Instead, she remained calm and composed, tactfully explaining:"I apologize; I took a bit longer due to personal reasons.""Is your personal issue more important than my satisfaction, as well as that of my guests?" Ryan continued to nitpick. "Remember, my time is very valuable. You're just a regular secretary, so you
"Sigh, come on, you two," the mediator interjected to prevent things from escalating further. "It's just a minor issue, not worth arguing over. I'm fine, so..."It seemed neither of the two men were paying attention to Jacob's advice, their tension palpable as they glared at each other."Hey, are you guys even listening to me?" Jacob sighed in frustration and disappointment at being ignored."I just can't understand why you trust her like that, Mason," Ryan pressed on, his frustration evident."My gut tells me Ivy didn't have any ill intentions in that situation," Mason admitted."But you know she's capable of deceiving everyone," he insisted firmly. "Acting is her nature. I can't stand her arrogant attitude, thinking she's better than everyone else and doesn't see anyone as anything.""Why don't you just fire her then?" Mason asked, exasperated by Ryan's stubbornness, which sometimes irks others."I was just about to do that," Ryan exclaimed, extremely frustrated. “But you jumped in
Despite Ivy's generous efforts, Ryan ignored everything and continued to do as he pleased."No one is foolish enough to abandon wealth and fame to pursue love," Ryan asserted loudly, as if his words were entirely accurate. "Not to mention love with someone..." He paused, observing her deeply furrowed brow, choosing his next words carefully, more gently. "someone who is not of the same social standing. Furthermore, the two of you look quite mismatched together."It was infuriating to hear, even though she already knew it. He could have said it outright; the truth often hurts, but Ivy was upset by his attitude, which was completely disdainful and contemptuous. He indeed wanted her to react strongly, but as mentioned earlier, she wasn't in the mood today. She wanted to end this peacefully, or at least amicably."You're not him," Ivy calmly retorted. "So don't draw any arbitrary conclusions. Don't you find it ridiculous? Speak only when you're certain; then your words will be persuasive."
Ivy had just put her bag down on the desk when he stood at the door, loudly calling out. It wasn’t a coincidence; Ryan had been deliberately waiting there for her. Ryan felt a vague annoyance, clearly standing right there, yet Ivy didn’t see him. Was she intentionally ignoring him, or did she really not notice the boss's office? Whatever the reason, it wasn’t the main issue. The main thing was that Ryan wanted to know where she had been and what she was doing with Luke.Unable to contain the curiosity churning inside him, Ryan ignored the wise words of reason and acted on the urging of his emotions.“Where have you been?” His voice was like an interrogation, followed by strong criticism. “Do you know what time it is? You’ve arrived late for the afternoon shift.”Don’t blame the rain; Ryan didn’t like that. He’d rather Ivy be honest; he would have behaved less straightforwardly and less jealously. Unfortunately, Ryan’s wish was neither heard nor fulfilled by Ivy.When called, Ivy turne
Ivy waited for so long, but the rain didn't stop, time was passing quickly, and the afternoon shift was approaching. Worried about getting scolded, Ivy decided to brave the rain and walk back to the office. Actually, Ivy could have called Ryan, making up an excuse to take the afternoon off, or she could have done as she usually did and provoked Ryan. But she didn't do that. How should I properly describe Ivy's current condition? Maybe, Today, Ivy wasn't in the mood to argue, debate, or reason with her boss. She just wanted peace. Today was May 15th, one of the saddest and most gloomy days for Ivy.However, Ivy's intention to return to the company was interrupted by Luke.Luke had offered to take her home. Ideally, Ivy should have known to keep a safe distance from him, not giving him any opportunity or hope to get closer to her. She should have shown reluctance, politely declining his concern. Yet she inexplicably agreed. Perhaps Ivy feared the feeling of loneliness and emptiness whil
"Up until now, I still haven't seen a single dollar transferred from you," Ivy said sternly, without any further delay, addressing Luke's anticipation and eagerness. "Your delay makes me anxious and worried, thinking I might have been scammed. Since we happen to meet here, please settle your debt with me. Rest assured, I won’t charge any interest, even though it's overdue by a week."What? Oh my, so that's the reason for Ivy's restlessness and irritation. Luke had seriously misunderstood and even had wildly inaccurate assumptions. Honestly, if Ivy hadn't bluntly reminded him, he might have forgotten.Having said that, Ivy calmly held out her hand towards him, patiently waiting. Luke didn't feel annoyed at all; on the contrary, he was genuinely impressed with her impeccable straightforwardness. She didn't fear offending anyone or worry about what others thought of her. Some might even look down on her, assuming she was materialistic and money-driven. As for him, he certainly didn’t fee
In recent days, Luke has been busy with company projects, with no time to attend to personal matters. After finishing his main tasks, he's feeling restless, unable to find a way to contact Ivy. He tried calling the service center but was told they had no information. Since Ivy left her job, all contact has been cut off, leaving only her personal phone number. Frustratingly, every time he calls, no one answers because Ivy's phone is in his possession. Her phone is locked by security, so he can't access her contacts. After waiting for days, no one bothers to contact her number.Feeling down, Luke suddenly receives good news: a subordinate informs him that someone has come to the hotel to inquire about Ivy's bag. That someone turns out to be Jena, who, upon receiving a request from Ivy, took the opportunity of her free time to come and retrieve the bag for her. Unfortunately, she arrived late, and the luggage department staff informed her that Ivy's bag had already been sent directly to
"Mason, you know what to do, right?" Ryan suppressed his anger as he turned to the lawyer."What are you talking about? I don't understand." Mason pretended to be clueless in this situation."Quickly get her into jail for me. She's committed defamation, framing me." Ryan calmly made his decision, giving orders to the lawyer while glaring at Jena. Hearing this, Jena smirked cynically, and Mason shook his head in disdain. Ivy remained indifferent, showing no interest.So tired; it's only morning and already so noisy. Ivy's peaceful morning sky was once again disrupted by Ryan, just like last time. Seriously, there's something to criticize about these two grown-up kids. They're grown up but behave like ten-year-olds. There's something to say; you have to control your emotions and think carefully. Because if you keep arguing recklessly like that, you'll ruin your image. Adults are different from kids in that they know how to think, deal with situations, and not just forget about their bra
This morning, Jena impulsively stopped by Ivy's house. On her way up, she caught Mason asking Ivy's neighbor where she lived. Feeling suspicious, Jena boldly approached to strike up a conversation, investigating whether he had any ill intentions.After a while of getting acquainted, Jena enthusiastically led the way for Ryan. Because she often visited, Jena had a spare key to Ivy's house, and Ivy had personally allowed her to freely come and go. As usual, there was no knock on the door to announce their presence to the couple inside, so both of them were caught off guard.Embarrassed, angry, bewildered, and shocked... This mix of emotions created a stifling atmosphere that was hard to breathe in.After an awkward silence, Ivy awkwardly stood up, while Ryan hurriedly pulled up his pants.Oh God, what a terribly awkward situation! Ryan wanted to die; he wanted to vanish into thin air right away."I apologize; did we disturb your intimate moment?" Mason regained his composure and made a
"If you're not going to criticize the food I made, then breakfast is done. You can eat a little. And it would be better if you showed gratitude instead of being unappreciative or disdainful. After all, the food here isn't as fancy and upscale as at your home."Ivy spoke up, deliberately reminding Ryan not to refuse and not to express criticism about what Ivy had taken the trouble to prepare. After saying that, she sat down at the table and quickly devoured the sandwich slices.Understanding Ivy's implication, Ryan didn't dare to express his opinions or make excessive demands. He couldn't refuse, so he ate everything because he was hungry. It must be admitted, the flavors weren't bad, especially the tomato jam Ivy made herself.Throughout the meal, an unusually quiet atmosphere prevailed. One would have expected some banter or attempts to understand each other, but Ivy seemed uninterested in conversation. Seeing this, Ryan had no reason to provoke her. If it had been before he knew the
Ivy thought she would have a peaceful morning like any other day, but unfortunately, that was not possible in Ryan's presence. Around 5:45, she was startled by a loud noise. She quickly jumped up and rushed towards the source of the sound. It was the bathroom."What happened?" Ivy barged in, forgetting to knock. Her panic subsided when she saw Ryan crawling on the floor, soaking wet. Above him, the sink was incessantly dripping water. When he saw her, he pretended to grope around as if he couldn't see properly.How funny! Ryan had gone this far, Ivy thought with a sigh. In fact, she knew he was pretending to be blind to play a prank on her. His unnatural behavior the night before had given away his poor acting skills. Especially since he had found his way to the bathroom quite easily while she was asleep. The truth was, she hadn't gotten a wink of sleep. Partly because Ivy had a sleep disorder, partly because of her wandering thoughts. She had slept very little, and even the smallest