All Chapters of Be Gentle With Me, Mr. CEO: Chapter 331 - Chapter 340

"Hello?" Miriam said just one word into the phone. But when she looked down, the call had already been disconnected, leaving her frustrated. She tossed her phone onto her desk, feeling disappointment and irritation with nowhere to direct her feelings.A little over a month ago, after a long period of no contact whatsoever, Pierre reached out to her. What's more, he even personally came to Greendale to invite her to dinner. Miriam dressed up and happily went to the appointment, only to find out that Pierre's purpose for inviting her out was to ask her to look after Calla, who had just successfully landed a job at her accounting firm.At that moment, Miriam felt like a herd of wild horses were running through her mind. However, she couldn't refuse Pierre's request, as that would make her seem too petty. Besides, she was also curious to know what kind of woman could make Pierre give up on Wanda.In reality, what Pierre asked for wasn't much. He just wanted Miriam to keep him update

Miriam responded cheerfully, "I'll give you three days off. Take care of yourself and come back to work only when you're fully recovered. Otherwise, someone might accuse me of being a capitalist who exploits you."As she said this, Miriam glanced sideways at Pierre."I never said that," Pierre quickly replied.Miriam teased him, "You may not have said it, but didn't you call me to complain that the work I assigned Calla was too exhausting and that I worked her to the point of getting sick?""You took that joke seriously?" Feeling a bit awkward at being called out, Pierre reached up to fiddle with his tie."When have I ever not taken your words seriously, Mr. Lawyer?" Miriam laughed.Calla noticed the light-hearted banter between Pierre and Miriam and couldn't help but ask, "Do you know each other?""We—" Pierre began to say."Know each other?" Miriam cut him off, quickly interjecting. "We're old friends! Right, Mr. Garland?" She looked at Pierre, a slight smile playing on her l

Knowing that further explanations would be unnecessary, Pierre grinned. "The watch... I just bought it along with the phone."Calla couldn't help but smile. She was holding back from laughing. The next moment, she insisted, "I've never worn such an expensive watch before. Once I'm discharged, I must return it to you. As for the phone… I've already used it. I'll transfer the money to you, though!"Pierre was well aware of Calla's personality and knew she wasn't joking, so he nodded in agreement. "I'll take the watch back, but please don't send money for the phone. Just do me a favor. Don't make me look bad, okay?" At this point, Pierre looked a little awkward. Calla started to feel a bit uneasy herself. However, she didn't want to compromise her principles."How can I just accept something worth thousands from you? There's a saying that one shouldn't take something for nothing. You understand that, right?" Calla truly felt she had no reason to accept his gifts."You could always r

"I wear a size L," Pierre replied with a slight smile. Calla was surprised, as she had expected him to at least pretend to refuse her offer."Alright, I'll send you some pictures on WhatsApp so you can choose the style," Calla said.In truth, she appreciated straightforward people. She found it tiresome when people were overly modest or hesitant."Then, I'll thank you in advance," Pierre responded generously.Calla smiled, and the two continued eating and chatting away.They talked about everything under the sun. To her surprise, Calla found herself enjoying the conversation with Pierre. In this city, there hadn't been anyone she could talk to so openly and comfortably.Her daily life was usually filled with busy, monotonous work, followed by cooking, eating, and sleeping alone. Life felt dull but peaceful, something that kept her calm and allowed her to avoid feeling overly anxious. She wanted to continue living this way for as long as possible.At around 9:00 pm, Pierre's Land

"What are you doing? Let go of me!" Calla started to struggle. "Do you hear me?"She was pinned down by his iron grip. Facing him, she felt both mortified and furious because she was wearing a dress. "Mercer, you bastard, let go of me!" Calla was on the verge of breaking down.She couldn't take this kind of treatment from him. Just when she had managed to heal from the pain in her heart, why did he have to show up again? And now, without any explanation, he was trying to do the unthinkable. Just what did he take her for?Humiliated and furious, she wanted to fight back, but she didn't even have the chance. Her hands were pinned above her head, leaving her helpless and at his mercy."Mercer, you bastard! You'll die a miserable death. You're scum! I hate you! I'll hate you for the rest of my life!" Calla cried out in a voice full of anger and pain.Minutes passed, and her throat became hoarse. Finally, she gave up, her limbs going limp, and only her clear tears flowed down her cheek