Chapter 3 Chapter 3: After that, only the three of us knew how hard it had been... I arrived at the company just in time. I wasn't late. I sat down at my desk, and my colleague, Joey Farmiga, walked over to me. "Oh, dear, didn't you break up with your ex? Why don't I see any sadness on your face?" Joey and I had a good relationship, so I knew she didn't mean anything by it. "Last night, I spent 150 dollars on a prostitute to comfort my wounded heart," I said, forcing a smile. "Is such a cheap man really effective?" Joey curled her lips. As soon as I heard that, I knew Joey thought I was joking. We often made all kinds of jokes. People who didn't know us probably thought we were experienced in dealing with men. But in reality, our private lives were more conservative than we let on. I even told Joey directly that I had spent the night with a prostitute. She, of course, thought it was just another joke and couldn't possibly be true. I didn't bother to explain. I simply smiled and said nothing. "By the way, there's big news: our company has a new boss," Joey suddenly said. My mood remained calm, like a still lake. "I'm just an assistant. It doesn't matter to me who the boss is," I replied. "I've heard that the new CEO is the heir to the Wharton Group. His father is a senior government official, and his mother is the chairman of the headquarters. This boss is handsome and young. Right now, all the women in the company are dying to catch a glimpse of this legendary boss!" Joey became more and more excited as she spoke. Explore new stories gαℓησνℯℓs.cøm "The variety is too high. We can't afford it," I said, still calm. I had no fantasies about a man like that-someone I had no chance with. At that moment, my superior, Gary Ackerman, walked over to me and said seriously, "The new boss is about to take office. All staff above department manager level need to go to the conference room for a meeting." I quickly grabbed my notebook and pen and followed him. Joey blinked at me. I knew she wanted me to snap a picture of the new boss. When I walked into the meeting room, I saw that it was full of people. As an assistant, I could only sit in a corner. In fact, I wasn't curious about the big boss at all. Instead, the image of the handsome man from this morning kept appearing in my mind. I thought about the disgusted expression on his face when I handed him the 150 dollars. I couldn't help but laugh, covering my mouth to stifle the sound. I admit, I'd gone too far. But he had looked at me with such contempt. And then, he pulled out his wallet, as if paying me off like a prostitute. I had only used the same method to fight back! Just then, a burst of applause broke my thoughts, pulling me back to reality. A handsome man in a black suit walked into the meeting room, surrounded by people. I stared at his face for several seconds, shocked, unable to close my mouth. . . . Five-year-old Annie, who can understand animals, saved Landon Hawthorne, a wealthy businessman, from suicide. Now she's his whole world and he's her legal cheat-code against every villain fate throws ...