Chapter 5 Stay and work overtime tonight

After breakfast, Rosabella Helga requested to skip school and accompanied her father to visit the company, as her father suggested. Upon hearing that the new CEO had arrived, all the employees, from high-ranking to low-ranking, promptly lined up at the main entrance to welcome him.

A Rolls-Royce pulled up right in front of the company's grand entrance, capturing the attention of everyone present. Stepping out of the car was Miss Rosabella Helga, dressed in a white synthetic silk dress that accentuated her graceful figure. Her stunning appearance exuded elegance and intelligence without diminishing her youthful charm.

Following behind her was the figure of a man in a luxurious black suit. He possessed a tall stature, distinct facial features, and a commanding presence that mesmerized all the women present.

"Wow, is this our new CEO? He's incredibly handsome," someone whispered in awe.

Indeed, Richard Helga, at the age of 16, was the sole heir of the Helga Family. It was rare to find a young man with such capabilities to inherit such a large business empire in the world.

All eyes were fixed on Richard Helga, and his expression remained naturally composed. His remarkable and profound eyes, with their deep pupils, and his tightly pursed lips, gave off an aura of someone destined for greatness, earning the admiration of many.

As the two of them entered the elevator, the crowd outside gradually dispersed.

"Have you worked in the company before?" Rosabella Helga suddenly furrowed her brows and asked with a hint of concern visible on her face.

Earlier, she overheard the discussions among the employees, and besides praising his appearance, many doubted his work capabilities. After all, he was only 16 years old, and it was natural for people to question how he could handle the high position his father assigned.

"What? Do you doubt my work capabilities?" Richard Helga turned his head, suddenly raising both arms to embrace Rosabella Helga, his intense gaze fixed on her.

Rosabella Helga felt a bit uneasy being enveloped in his embrace, wanting to struggle but fearing that he might misunderstand her intentions. She could only close her eyes and shake her head, saying, "No, I don't mean that."

"Is that so? Rosabella, shall we have a little test then?" His mysterious voice accompanied a furrowed brow.

"What bet? What are we betting on?" Rosabella Helga asked, confused.

Richard Helga lowered his head, leaning closer to her lips, his eyes showing a hint of calculation. "Within one month, if I can't fulfill the duties of the CEO, I will automatically step down. But if I succeed, you will have to listen to me in everything," he said.

Rosabella Helga raised her eyes to meet his keen gaze, unable to decipher the meaning behind his words. What benefit could she gain by obeying him in everything?

"Well, do you agree or not?" he pressed closer, an invisible pressure pushing towards her, causing Rosabella Helga to take a step back instinctively.

"Huh?" She silently adjusted her breath, fluttering eyelashes trembling, but quickly decided, "Alright, I agree."

She wasn't interested in this game, but she agreed temporarily to boost her younger brother's morale. Richard Helga's mouth slightly curved up, and a trace of a cunning expression flashed in his eyes. "Very well, I will definitely win!"

Rosabella Helga was slightly taken aback, her eyes lingering on his profound gaze, feeling a sudden surge of worry in her heart.

"Ding..." the unmistakable sound of the elevator bell echoed, signaling their arrival on the 24th floor of the building.

The CEO's office occupied the entire floor.

As the elevator doors slowly opened, Rosabella Helga was about to step out when Richard Helga, who had already gone out at some point, tossed a remark at her.

"A cup of Blue Mountain coffee."

Rosabella Helga stood frozen in place. What? Did he expect her to make coffee for him? Although her father had said she would assist him, it didn't mean he could treat her like a maid. After all, she was his older sister.

After a moment of hesitation, Rosabella Helga sighed softly but decided to go and make coffee for him. After all, he was her younger brother, only 16 years old. She shouldn't compare herself to him.

Adjusting her mindset, she headed towards the coffee-making area.

Just as she opened the door to the room, before she could react, Rosabella Helga collided with a solid, muscular wall. She cried out in pain instinctively, bringing her hand up to touch her forehead.

"Miss, are you okay?" A gentle voice sounded from above, and she raised her head, momentarily stunned.

Before she stood a man with smooth skin and handsome features, yet he exuded a gentle demeanor. A complex mixture of scents emanated from him, like a unique blend of fragrances.

He was a refined gentleman. Rosabella Helga glanced at him briefly and immediately felt drawn to the aura surrounding him.

He stood at around 1.80m tall, dressed in a sleek black suit that accentuated his perfect figure. His dark brown hair was so beautiful that it took people's breath away, and his bright eyes resembled those of a prince in a fairy tale.

"I'm fine," Rosabella Helga murmured softly as she turned her face away, trying to conceal her embarrassment.

She already had a boyfriend, so she didn't react like those schoolgirls who blushed and had their hearts pounding at the sight of a handsome man.

"But your clothes!" Andrew's eyes glanced down at the wet patch on Rosabella Helga's chest, and a momentary look of embarrassment appeared on his face. He continuously apologized, "I'm really sorry for accidentally bumping into you. It was my carelessness."

Hearing that, Rosabella Helga exclaimed, and only then did she notice the wet patch on her clothes caused by their collision. The delicate fabric clung to her chest, revealing a glimpse of her charm in front of this man.

"What do you want?" Rosabella Helga sensed that this man not only didn't avoid her gaze but also stared at her intently, making her tense up and instinctively cross her arms over her chest, being cautious and ready to question him.

"Here's a handkerchief. You can wipe it off," Andrew's face was filled with embarrassment as he handed her the handkerchief and turned his head away.

Rosabella Helga took the handkerchief and wiped the wet spot briefly, but she realized that the patch on her chest was still damp, so she had no choice but to change her outfit.

"I'll go first, and here's your handkerchief." She returned the handkerchief to him and turned around to leave the room.

Andrew turned his head back to catch a glimpse of her retreating figure and couldn't help but feel a stirring sensation in his heart.

As Rosabella Helga entered her office, about to take off her coat, the sound of her mobile phone ringing interrupted her.

She picked up her cell phone and pressed the answer button, saying, "Paul, did you want to talk to me?"

"Rosabella, do you remember me?" Paul Harold teased, his voice gentle and affectionate.

"Paul!" Rosabella Helga blushed and felt a bit shy. She coquettishly asked, "Did you call me for something?"

"After work, I'll come to pick you up, alright?" He lazily said a sentence, not even waiting for her response as he knew she would agree.

"Yes, that's fine. See you in the evening," Rosabella Helga happily agreed on the time and place, then hung up the phone.

But just as she lifted her head, she accidentally bumped into a pair of cold, sharp eyes that were as dangerous as a dagger, suddenly causing her body to shudder.

"Richard," she exclaimed, surprised at his arrival, her spine-tingling with a coldness brought about by his sharp gaze.

"You're in the room. Why didn't you say anything?" Rosabella Helga silently adjusted her breath, her voice carrying a hint of reproach.

"Where's my coffee?" His eyes locked onto her, emitting a cold breath as he interrogated her.

"Me?" Rosabella Helga was momentarily taken aback, about to explain, when she noticed Richard Helga's gaze fixated on her chest, with a glimmer of desire in his eyes.

At this moment, her hair was disheveled, falling over her chest, and through the thin layer of her delicate dress, he could see a pair of perfectly round and soft peaches, so white and alluring that one couldn't help but crave them.

Following his intense gaze, she gasped in fear, her cheeks suddenly blushing like ripe tomatoes.

It turned out that because she had been on the phone earlier, she hadn't had time to change her clothes, and now she was wearing a half-revealing white dress, unintentionally exposing herself in front of her younger brother.

Although Richard Helga was only 16 years old, he was still a young man, and she was his older sister. It was no wonder he looked at her with such eyes, considering her attire.

"Sis, go change your outfit first," Rosabella Helga, blushing and flustered, said, her face red, as she quickly rushed into the bathroom.

What was happening to her today? She was continuously flustered in front of these two men.

It took a while for Richard Helga to regain his senses, his handsome face lifting to reveal a seductive smile that could enchant anyone.

"Rosabella Helga, stay and work overtime tonight," he left behind a statement about the bathroom.