Bound to My Billionaire Ex

Chapter 50 Meeting Him

Chapter 50 Meeting Him "It's okay.” Rejoyla peeked at the food and saw that it was relatively plain. It was acceptable, but not to her taste. She preferred stronger flavors. "I like the stirred shrimp with egg and fried fish."

Brady was giving her the fork. He paused and chuckled softly. She was quite frank. He thought Rejoyla would say that she wasn't picky and liked everything, or something like, "Oh, these happen to be my favorites.” He didn’t expect her to tell him to eat less stirred shrimp with egg and fried fish

“Aren't you afraid of making me angry and causing trouble for yourself?” Brady was surprised. Wasn't Rejoyla afraid of offending him? After all, he was her boss and supervisor. The assistant's office existed to serve him!

Rejoyla smiled. After getting along with Brady several times, she could tell that he had a good temper. He was joking instead of embarrassing her on purpose. "I'm your aunt. Would you dare to get angry with your elder?"

This identity had its advantages! Brady was speechless. He didn't want her to be his aunt but his girlfriend! "By the way, Mr. Nelson, why did you go to my house?"

"I happened to be passing by your neighborhood on my way back and noticed that you hadn't been back for a long time, so I decided to stop by and check on you."

"Oh." Rejoyla didn't suspect how Brady knew where she used to live and why she would go there. Hearing this, she nodded and put down her fork She bit her fork and looked at him. Should she ask or not? She'd better ask him, or she would be doubtful and unable to fall asleep at night

"Mr. Nelson, why was I transferred to the assistant’s office? I was originally in the finance department!" These two fields were completely unrelated. "Well, Joy, let me ask you. Do you like working in the finance department?" Brady didn't answer Rejoyla’s question but asked another one.

Rejoyla thought for a moment. How should she answer this question? She didn't really like finance. She chose this major because she was a liberal arts student and it was easier to find a job in this field. But if she said it outright. would Brady think that she didn't like her job at all and lacked professional ethics?

When Rejoyla was thinking, Brady knew the truth. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had a personal motive for transferring Rejoyla to the assistant's office. If Rejoyla was particularly fond of her job in the finance department and later discovered the truth and was angry with him, what would he do? Now that Rejoyla didn’t like her job, he had nothing to worry about.

He calmly used the serving fork to pick up some vegetables for Rejoyla. "You shouldn't always eat meat. It's not good for your health. As for your job, I have my own reason. I want you to do me a favor."

"What can I do to help you?”

"You saw Lydia today, right?”

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Alas." Brady sighed softly, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, making Rejoyla almost want to smooth them. “You should have seen it, Joy. Lydia is the only woman in the assistant's office, and there's a reason for that."

"Oh, I know that. Because those female assistants were all attracted to you. Mr. Nelson!" Rejoyla answered. When she first joined the company, her senior used this as an example to teach her not to engage in unethical behavior in the company and to work hard. Otherwise, those fired female assistants would be a cautionary tale.

The assistant’s office no longer recruited women for this reason.

Brady pursed his lips. Rejoyla was quite straightforward. No, he had to repair his image, so as not to let Rejoyla think that he was a playboy. “Actually, it's not as serious as you think. I used to have female assistants, but one of them went on maternity leave, so Lydia was a temporary replacement. Her family has some connection to mine, so I couldn't refuse her. But Lydia is insane. She thinks that just because she's my assistant, she owns me. She not only drove away the other female assistants but also harassed me. You know, as my assistant, there are some occasions when she needs to. be my female companion, but Lydia tells others that she and I are a couple. It's simply a rumor. Unfortunately, because of her family connections, I can't fire her. That's why I transferred you to the assistant's office. In the future. you can be my female companion and let Lydia face reality.”

The real reason was that his family wanted him to be with Lydia. As for attending the parties, well, Brady ran an entertainment company, and there were plenty of actresses in the company. Anyone of them would be happy to be his female companion, so he didn’t need a female assistant to do that at all.

But Rejoyla didn't know this and her face didn't look good. "Are you using me as a shield?" Lydia didn't seem easy to get along with, and Rejoyla was worried about her own safety!

Brady tempted her. "I'll give you a raise!” What? Rejoyla's eyes lit up. She looked at Brady with expectation.

Brady was amused by her reaction. Didn't Jacquelyn marry his Grandpa? It was impossible that she didn't give Rejoyla pocket money. How could Rejoyla be so attracted to money? But it was okay. He was just afraid that she was not greedy for money. Loving money was not a problem. The last thing he lacked was money.

"The assistant's salary actually depends on the annual bonus. If you perform well. I will give you a great bonus that will at least cover your annual salary. If you make me very satisfied, you will get even more."

Rejoyla drooled. Because of her job in finance, she paid the wages. She knew that the basic salary and subsidies for an assistant added up toa mast $5000 a month. If she got the belus, even the minimum amoui nt could cover her salaty fo tbree years. She nodded without hesitation. "Mr. Nelson, dén't worry. I will work hard!"

Lydia would just make things difficult for her, right? Anyway, she was bothered by the director in the finance department every day, so it was no different.

It was so easy to fool her. Brady looked at Rejoyla's happy face and couldn't help but sigh. He even felt guilty. After they finished eating, Rejoyla took the initiative to clean up the dishes. "I'll do it!"

Brady wanted to say that a cleaning lady would clean it up, but seeing Rejoyla's positive attitude, he swallowed his words. He thought it was nice. They were like an ordinary couple. After eating, the wife cleaned up. It felt warm.

However, before Brady could praise her, he heard the sound of porcelain breaking. He looked at the set of blue and white porcelain that he liked the most at his feet and didn’t know what expression to use to face Rejoyla

Rejoyla bit her lip in regret and angrily slapped her hand. She had been spoiledsby Jacquelyn since she was a child Jacquelyn never NN allowed Ker to cook, wash dishes, or do housework, So, although Rejoyla was.from an ordinary family she realy didn't know how to dethese things. Just now, she jusi.wanted to express her gratitude and forgot that she couldn't do it. It was better to be shameless and not do it!

"I'm sorry! Mr. Nelson, where did you buy this set of tableware? I'll compensate you for it!” "It's okay. Don't worry about it. Let the cleaning lady clean it up this afternoon.”

"No, it's my fault, so I must compensate you. Mr. Nelson, you're making me feel guilty!"

"It's alright. You can't buy it anyway. It was privately customized and there was only one set." Brady stared at the porcelain under his feet. Maybe it was better off brokenProperty © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Rejoyla said nothing and silently picked up the broken pieces and put them in a bag.

She carefully looked at Brady, observing his expression. The more she looked, the more scared she was. Was he angry? He must be angry, or why would he have no expression on his face? Oh no, on her first day of transfer, she had already offended the big boss. Her luck couldn't be worse!

Looking at the bag in her hand, she felt that Mr. Nelson really liked this set of porcelain!

Brady saw Rejoyla packing things away and didn't say anything. He picked up the keys on the table and said, "Let's go!”

Rejoyla walked out first, stepping back a few stéps to watch Brady lock the door. She was bored, so she looked agound the hallway which was quite spacious and didn't feel cramped Tut, it was really a — high-end apartment for the. Fich. Fyren the hallway was similar to the housing estate where she lived.

Rejoyla grumbled in her heart but then noticed a door next to her was opening. Aman came out and she followed the line of his tight suit pants up to his waist. He had long legs. a sexy waistline, and broad shoulders. He was sexy! She wondered what his face looked like...

Huh, it was someone she knew?

As soon as Rejoyla met the cold and fierce gaze of his black eyes, she instinctively felt guilty. No, why should she feel so? She hadn't done anything wrong, but she still felt a little scared. She pursed her lips and didn't dare to look at Jason.

But the next moment, Rejoyla’s face turned livid as she stared at the woman running out of the open door in revealing sleepwear. She squinted slightly. The woman seemed familiar. Rejoyla seemed to have seen her somewhere before.

The woman, who seemed familiar, was clinging tightly to Jason's arm. "Mr. Sterling, don't go..."

Her voice was sweet and cloying. Rejoyla suddenly remembered her. She had heard this voice a few days ago. It was the woman that Jason brought to the wedding.

Looking at the woman's dress, Rejoyla suddenly felt itchy all over, feeling disgusted. What did Jason mean? He had another woman while he was with her. What a scumbag. Why did he force her to have sex since he had another woman?

"Oh, Jason, you're here too!” Brady turned around and saw Jason, briefly glancing at the woman clinging to him before looking away. "Since you're busy, we won't disturb you. Joy, let's go.”

Jason stared at Rejoyla and Brady, glanced at the closed door, and a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes. He pushed away the woman clinging to his arm, took a big step forward, and opened the elevator door that was about to close, squeezing himself between Rejoyla and Brady, separating the two.

Rejoyla stumbled from being pushed by Jason and almost fell, instinctively grabbing the person next to her. The woman in sleepwear also caught up, looking panicked. "Mr. Sterling...”