One Night with the Cold CEO

n her heel and left. Chloe Bishop sat down at her des

landline on

receiver. "Hello,

ed straight into Xavier Grays

pring breeze sweeping across a quiet lake

ffe

lipped words, th

k to reality. She glanced at the clock and r

uld possibly call this line is Xavier Grayson! To think she

d in frustration, Chloe scrambled out o

presso machine. Even the coffee beans were imported Panamanian Geisha-one of the most expensive coffe

Chloe brought the cup back and hea

knock

n's deep voice ec

justed her posture, opened t

Grayson, yo

to his desk and

itor in front of him. He reached out, picked up t

s co

e requirement she'd been warned about, she was

ully accustomed to the setup yet and misjudged the t

one," the man

as her very first attempt, he would at least make do with

le! How can anyone be

resident Grayson. P

estimated the temperature and brewed a

mile across her face,

ayson, your f

sip, then set it right

if you let it s

." Xavier Grayson spared her a brief glance befo

.

arth, Chloe had never met

thousand Dollars, I

ng through her head, she chimed, "Of course, President Gra

sed her two failed attempts to meticulously calculat

the side of the cu

not like I can carry a thermometer arou

erfect professional smile brightened her clear,

yson took

with bated breat

the man set the cup down w

f. Just as she turned to leave, his

this afternoon's meeting an

there was an executive board meetin

st started today! She had n

CEO gives an order, w

d, Preside

stled back to her desk an

om a local five-star restaurant personally delivered Xavier G

a handsome man i

stood up and walked over, introducing herself smoot

he CEO's special

-time special assistant, why on earth did

to bring his lunch inside. Just head back

no pr

e nod before turning

art up to the heavy doubl

me

h it wasn't her first time hearing them today, th

yson, your lun

ve a brief grunt

ntrance and turned to leave. Out of the corner of his eye,

me to eat

cond. Panicking, she tentatively probed,

gaze snapped dire

ared to ask such an absurdly dense quest

oe eyes-eyes that practically screamed I am genuin

o the dini

re was an actual dining set arr

is so massive you can't even

covering the dishes. The moment she saw the me

g habits are rid

clear the dishes, Xavier Grayson was a

aholic, Chloe muttere

ed to put together all the required documen

e stack of files. "President Grayson,

. "From now on, hand them over at least

nt Grayson. Today is m

y apologized with

man interrupted, his voice c

got the job done right, or you failed. He cared

s begging, he would have fired he

ure it doesn't happen agai

periors only cared about the end result, no

a moment. Sitting down at her desk, she pulled out her persona

have you guys e

ost instantly, consis

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stakably Ad

ords. If he could wrap up a thought in two

arth did he inherit