All Chapters of Return of the CEO's Empress : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

“And that’s it for today’s schedule,” Steve reported as they headed to Jonathan’s office. “Oh, and also, the stand-in secretary who was recommended by Secretary Harris when she went on maternity leave is here.” “I’ll leave those things to you, Steve.” Jonathan drawled. Everyone in the office was walking on ice for the past few days. Ever since his breakup with Alexandra Winchester. Steve peeked up on the iPad screen. His boss had bashed the company representatives of yet another corporation for not appropriately following the company protocols. “But boss, shouldn’t you at least conduct a personal interview—” “You can take care of the interview as well. I don’t have time to train the new secretary.” Jonathan stepped inside and halted after noticing the woman waiting in inside his office. “What are you doing here?” He asked. Who let her in without his permission? “She is the new stand-in Secretary, Olivia Smith,” S

“Dada! Dada!” Angela frantically shook Halton’s arm to wake him up. He lazily opened his eyes and smiled. “You are early today. What happened?” “Money!” Angela pointed at the stack of sweet cash. “Tooth fairy is really generous. Why don’t you count it?” He suggested. Angela took the money and carefully counted the 100-pound notes. “One thousand pounds!” She hadn’t seen so much money in her life! Jordan walked in, scratching her sleepy head. “Good morning, you two.” It was then she noticed the money laying on Angela’s lap. She smirked. “Looks like Mr.—Miss tooth fairy got you some money.” “Can I spend it on teddies?” Angela asked, hugging the money to her chest. It’s not good to be greedy for money at this age. “I say we use it little by little instead of spending it all at once.” He advised. Maybe that amount of money was a little too much for a 7-year-old. Angela shook her head when Halton handed

"Anna! open the door!" Catherine's voice escalated as she kept calling and banging at her daughter's bedroom door. Anastasia cupped her ears, burying herself under the sheets. "No! I don't want to get engaged to him!" She cried in a shrill voice. Catherine stopped pounding at the door, relieved that Anastasia was still there, alive. "Anna, dear, please open the door. I just want to have a talk." Her voice softened, like when she used to coax her Anna when she was still her little girl. Slowly, the door opened. Catherine gasped and cupped her mouth. "Gosh... you look terrible, sweets." Anastasia's snowy pink skin lost its color, cheerless honey-brown eyes staring pensively at Catherine, and she was still in her nightdress. "Tell her to get ready! He'll be here any minute!" Gabriel shouted from downstairs. "It takes time to get ready!" Catherine yelled back. "Make it quick!" Last night, they had another fight. It was regarding An

They arrived at the men’s fight club Jonathan frequented. He hadn’t been there for a while, so coming here made him feel rejuvenated.He fell in love with martial arts, right when he started practicing it after he finished high school. It was therapy for him and pushed him to strengthen himself both physically and mentally.Jonathan changed into a tank top and gym shorts. Kameron took off his shirt, baring his ripped upper body. He winked at the two women and they shrieked excitedly and cheered for him like they were teenage girls getting hit on by their crush.“Don’t worry, Jonas. I won’t wreck your face too roughly. You need to get laid after all.” He said, loosening himself up a little with a warmup.Jonathan laughed, finding his words genuinely funny. “You know, Kameron. I’ve always wanted to make things even with you. I’m honored you presented this opportunity—”

“These are files you asked for, Sir,” Olivia said, glancing up from the piles of files weighing her hands down.“Place it here.” Jonathan tapped the space on the desk, keeping his eyes fixed on the computer screen. “Also, bring me a cup of coffee.” He added.“Yes, sir.” Olivia scurried outside to grab a cup of Americano. It’s been a few days since she joined Blackbear and now she knew pretty much everything about Jonathan’s preferences. His favorite coffee, his work habits, and how he is virtually always engrossed in some kind of activity.Like reading, searching for content, or coming up with excellent business ideas.“He’s really a work addict.” Olivia mused as she savored her iced latte.“It’s better if you don’t act silly. He’s going through a rough breakup.” Steve warned her, keeping a rigid expression. They stood