Chapter 2 Her Parents Are Dead

"Come. Have breakfast," George said as he pushed the plate of omelet, bottle of milk, and a bowl of vegetable salad towards her. The tone of his voice and his facial expression were both calm.

Anne yawned and said in low spirits, "No, thanks. I don't want to eat breakfast. I'll just go to the car and sleep while I wait for you."

She had to catch up on some sleep. Otherwise, she wouldn't have enough energy to cope with today's work.

When they have arrived at the place where Anne would normally get off, she was still sleeping soundly. George had to wake her up.

Anne was still in a daze when she unfastened her seat belt. She was about to get out of the car when George grabbed her wrist and handed her a packed breakfast. He said in a calm voice, "Come with me to a party tonight."

"No, no." She took the breakfast from him and shook her head vigorously. "You promoted me to the PR manager's assistant, and I've heard so many gossips about me. If I go to a party with you, I'm afraid that they'll make nasty remarks about me." Anne then opened the door, got out of the car, and slowly walked towards the company.

George watched her back for a few seconds. Then he started the car and drove to the parking lot of the company.

As soon as she entered the company, Anne went to the pantry to have some breakfast. She then went to the restroom to rinse her mouth. The restroom was always the perfect place to hear the latest gossips.

"Oh, you know what? I saw Anne, our manager's assistant, get out of a luxury car this morning."

Anne was shocked by what she heard. She couldn't help thinking inwardly, 'Damn it! I got out of the car so far away from the company. She still saw me? How amazing her eyesight is!' Fortunately, George drove a different car today. If he happened to drive the car that he usually did, this female employee would have had recognized it.

"What's so strange about her getting out of a luxury car? After all, she was also promoted for no reason. She has a strong background."

"What strong background? One of our colleagues in the HR department said that her parents are dead."

"Even though her parents are dead, she has a sugar daddy."

"Ha-ha! You're right."

Anne silently balled up her slender fingers into fists while listening to their conversation. She was so enraged. After a long while, she then loosened them.

She comforted herself, 'Forget it. The less trouble, the better.' Actually, her marriage with George was no different from what they described.

Anne took a few deep breaths to calm herself down. She held back her anger and went back to her desk to work.

"Anne, Mr. Liang will speak on behalf of many entrepreneurs in the city at the charity gala tonight. Prepare the draft of his speech in advance," ordered Liza Zhao, the PR manager, in a cold voice.

"It's ready, Liza," Anne replied with her head down.

Before Liza could turn around, the CEO's secretary came and said, "Liza, Mr. Liang wants to see Anne in his office."

Anne felt a little uneasy under Liza's scrutiny. But she still stood up and followed the secretary.

When they arrived in front of the CEO's office, the secretary knocked on the door. When they heard George's cold voice from the inside telling them to come in, the secretary motioned for Anne to open the door. Anne was trembling, but she didn't dare to show it. Instead, she put on an indifferent look and gently pushed the door open.

"Mr. Liang, what can I do for you?" Anne asked with her head down while taking a few steps forward.

George raised his head and glanced at her slightly. He then said in an indifferent tone, "Close the door."

Anne had a bad feeling. She looked up vigilantly and asked in a low voice, "What do you want?"

With a serious look, George looked at the document in his hand and said in a cold voice, "I told you to close the door. Just do it."

Anne didn't know how to retort. She thought, 'I'm just worried about my safety. Is there anything wrong with that?'

But of course, she didn't dare resist. She reluctantly closed the door and looked at George with trepidation. She then said cautiously, "Well, Mr. Liang, according to science, having sex too frequently can damage fertility. As an educated man, you also know that, right?"

George shifted his gaze from the document to her pale face. Obviously, she looked nervous. With a serious expression, he said in a low voice, "Really? But like you've said earlier, I'm an old man. If I don't work hard to have a baby, I'll be more anxious. Don't you think so? Men, in general, are all like this. You are also an educated woman, so you should understand it."

Anne didn't know what to say, so she could only curse in her head, 'Fuck!' Deep inside her, she was so mad. But she couldn't show it to him.

"Mr. Liang, you're not old at all. In fact, you are in your prime. You are strong and fertile," she said with a flattering smile. But clearly, she didn't mean her words.

George pressed his lips tightly to hold back his laughter. He glanced at her and said unhurriedly, "Really? But I'm more than ten years older than you. That makes me worry."

Anne really wanted to cut him in half and tear him into pieces.

She clenched her teeth and said with a sad face, "No, Mr. Liang. You're only nine years older than me. Just nine years. I'm not good at Math. Please don't take it to heart."

'Oh, my God! Are you still the dignified CEO of C Group? How can you be so mean?'

George played with the pen in his hand gracefully and looked up at Anne's regretful face. He then said meaningfully, "Really? Since I'm nine years older than you, it seems that I really have to hurry and become a father as soon as possible. Otherwise, when we have a child, people will congratulate you for being a mother at such a young age, but congratulate me for being a father at such an old age. Don't you think it's a little embarrassing?"

Anne was rendered speechless.

Her face flushed with rage. But after a while, all she could say was, "It's still during working hours. Don't mess around!"

Seeing that she was so anxious now, George took out a ledger from the drawer of his desk, threw it to her, and said indifferently, "Check that for me."

Anne opened the ledger, and her face darkened at once. She felt like she was starting to have a headache. "Mr. Liang, I'm from the PR department. Don't you think this job is for the finance department?"

"This is a secret account, and I won't feel at ease having someone else see it. No one can check it except you. "This is a secret account, and I won't feel at ease having someone else see it. No one is allowed to see what's inside except you.

Anne lost her tongue for the umpteen time.

Left with no choice, she walked into George's lounge with the ledger that was as thick as an encyclopedia in her hands and sat on the sofa. She was about to start checking the accounts for this month when she noticed that the numbers were so dense. Since she hadn't gotten enough sleep last night, she eventually dozed off before she could even start her task.

George was very busy and working seriously outside. But fifteen minutes later, he raised his hand and looked at his watch.

He stood up from his chair and walked towards the lounge. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Anne sleeping on the sofa. He had already expected it.

A smile appeared on his calm and indifferent face. He walked over to her, gently carried her to the bed, and covered her with a thin quilt.

Anne was finally awakened by the ringing of her phone. It was Liza calling.

"Anne, where is the draft of the speech you've prepared? Bring it to J Grand Hotel now!"

After saying yes and hanging up, Anne checked the time on her watch. 'Oh my, God! It's already half past six in the evening. I slept that long?'

She tidied up her hair and ran out of the lounge at full speed. The big office was empty. George wasn't in there anymore.

'That man has gone too far! Why didn't he wake me up before getting off work?'