Goodbye, My Ex...

Chapter 6 Help Ex to Save His Ass

Ryan Johnson slipped into the quilt and Rosemary Johnson tucked him in. The boy looked at her with his sparkling round eyes as if hoping for something.

"You miss your daddy just like I miss my daddy, right?" Rosemary was stunned and thought of the man she had just met in the restaurant. and her heart quivered slightly. The pain spread bit by bit.

All the bitter words turned into a light sign. Rosemary touched the head of the boy, with a shallow and gentle smile on her lips, "Honey, go to sleep now. Tomorrow, mom will send you to play with your godmother Julia."

"Great!" The little devil finally contentedly closed his eyes. After a while. he began to snore.

Rosemary leaned over and dropped a kiss on the boy’s forehead, "Baby, mom loves you.”

The next day, in M&R company— "Amy, I may have to stay domestically for a while.”

Rosemary said to the person on the other end of the phone. When she saw that the elevator door was about to close, she sped up, "Excuse me, wait for me!”

After entering the elevator, the phone hung up automatically. Rosemary pursed her lips helplessly and stuffed her phone back into her bag.

By chance, a familiar and delicate female voice came from aside: "Charles, I want to eat filet steak in Morika Restaurant this afternoon. Would you like to accompany me?"

The cool and thin male voice sounded, "Good." Rosemary was shocked. She glanced over, only to see a man and a woman standing in the huge elevator.

Janice Simpson, dressed in a pomegranate skirt and a pair of stiletto heels, which were nearly 10 centimeters long, tightly held the arm of the man besides her. The two looked extremely match.

It was Charles Hockley. It was Charles Hockley, again!

The man standing next to Janice had a cold and calm impression, who seemed to have never seen her from the beginning to the end, but made people feel a sense of danger.

Janice lifted her lips, and her soft voice came into Rosemary's ears, “After lunch, will you take me to studio?"

"Don't yout fave a nanny and an assistant? “Why need I send yourt AS he spoke, ‘Charles placed his big hand en Janice's slender shoulder. His éold tone showed that hédidn’t seem to take the matter to.heart.

Janice twisted a smile, "That's different, I just want you to send me!”

In front of Rosemary, the two talked unscrupulously without caring. Rosemary's eyebrows were furrowed and her hands squeezed her bag. Obviously, she was accustomed to his behavior like this before. Why the heart still felt with pain after seven years?

With the sound of ‘Ding’, the elevator doors opened slowly.

When the secretary saw Charles and Janice, she greeted them politely, "President Hockley. Miss Simpson.”

Then, her eyes turned to Rosemary inside, "Secretary Johnson."

"Secretary?" Janice stopped outside the elevator, the same as Charles.

She was surprised and turned to look at Rosemary, "Ils this woman a secretary?”

Charles was also cold and staring at her sideways, his face frozen.

"I'm sorry, it's so sudden that I didn't have time to inform President Hockley and Miss Simpson."

The secretary said apologetically, "Ms. Johnson was sent by the US investor to take over my position and take charge of MR in the future.” "I didn’t expect Ms. Johnson, a surgeon would change careers and enter the entertainment industry." Charles’s cold eyes swept past.

The secretary froze.

Can't it be that the woman who are highly praised by the company's first investor was originally a medical student?

Rosemary’s heart was pounding at the mean time.

She took a deep breath and tried to keep her voice calm, "Is there any rule that we-must stick to one busines$+o the end? I like the > workptace of the entertainment: industry. Mr. Hockley, do youdoubt roy ability?” ike) 4

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The atmosphere changed into an instant tension.

"Linda, place Secretary Johnson’s position next to my office."

Suddenly, Charles said, "Withina week, you must hand over — everything to Secretary Johnson; and [she will be responsible for the meeting next week." Conterit ~

As soon as the cold voice fell, Charles's long legs had already moved away, as if he was even disdain to look at her more.

Linda respectfully replied to the direction of his departure, "OK, President Hockley." Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.