Chapter 15


    15. Teaching The Scum A Lesson


    Trantor: Mr Magnate


    Monday was a busy day. The moment Charlotte arrived at the office, she buried herself in work and


    only got to stop when lunchtime arrived.


    She followed her colleagues from the administration department to thepany’s cafeteria on the


    twenty-first floor. They had just exited from the elevator when they bumped into Zachary.


    The man strode out of the elevator in an imposing manner, causing the air to solidify.


    The rest of his employees retreated to one side and looked at the ground silently.


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    Charlotte peeked at him and met his icy re without warning. She immediately looked down in a


    panic. Was Devil staring at me?


    “Don’t mind me. Carry on,” uttered Zachary.


    The employees were pleasantly surprised by their president’s words. This was the first time they had


    heard him speak directly to them, so they were very much thrilled.


    Zachary sat down at a seat by the window. Two bodyguards stood watch behind him as Ben left to


    order his meal.


    Charlotte peeked at him once again. The sunlight reflected off his body, encasing him in a golden glow


    like a Greek god.


    If only this man is the father of my triplets.


    Just as the thought shed across her mind, Charlotte brushed it off immediately. She took her tray of


    food and followed her colleagues to their usual table.


    When she sat down, the annoying Wesley showed up. “Hello!”


    Charlotte rolled her eyes and shifted sideways to keep a distance from him.


    “How could you eat so little?” teased Wesley. “Eat up. Ourpany’s cafeteria serves a luxurious


    buffet for free. It’s better than the ones at five-star hotels.”


    Ignoring him, Charlotte lowered her head and focused on her food.


    “Hey, why is Mr. Nacht eating in the cafeteria today?” Charlotte’s colleague, Fiona, asked.


    “I’m curious, too. He neveres to our cafeteria,” said Lily, another colleague. She peeked at the


    table opposite theirs and lowered her voice. “Due to his presence, we’re all tensed up. Look how silent


    the whole cafeteria is now.”


    “Yes, my hands are shaking.” Ynda dared not look up at all.


    “Ah, don’t be nervous.” Wesley seemed unfazed. “He might seem cold, but he’s actually quite friendly.”


    “Mr. Holt, you seem to know Mr. Nacht well.” A male colleague voiced his curiosity. “I saw you greeting


    himst time.”


    “Of course. The president and I are close…” replied Wesley.


    His voice trailed off, as if hinting at a deeper meaning to his words.


    “No wonder you got promoted so quickly in six months. Turns out you’re friends with Mr. Nacht.” The


    male colleagues hurriedly buttered up to him. “Mr. Holt, please take care of us in the future.”


    “Don’t worry. As long as you’re doing a good job, you’ll get a promotion in no time,” said Wesley


    smugly.


    Charlotte couldn’t take it anymore. She took her tray and rose to her feet to leave.


    Wesley went after her. “Charlotte, hold up!”


    Annoyed, Charlotte’s footsteps quickened.


    Wesley chased after her and stood in front of her. “Why are you in a hurry? Let’s walk together.”


    “Mr. Holt, I don’t know you well—”


    Before Charlotte could finish, someone bumped into her.


    She lurched forward from the force while her unfinished Bolognese pasta sttered on Wesley’s face.


    As the pasta streamed down his face, everyone gasped.


    Wesley stiffened, utterly stunned. He promptly regained his senses and wiped at the Bolognese sauce


    on his face clumsily in anger.


    Charlotte burst outughing. It seemed like a rude reaction, so she immediately apologized. “I’m sorry. I


    didn’t do that on purpose. Someone bumped into me and…”


    When she whirled around to take a look, she realized that the person who had bumped into her was


    none other than Zachary!


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