Ex Husband Goes Money Comes

Chapter 455

Chapter 455 They Are Alone in the Office

“Ms. Callis, I will listen to you.” Bentley was not the least bit afraid of Breenda’s question.

Breenda was speechless.

This answer was extremely pleasing to the ears. Secretaries were supposed to complete the supportin g work of their leaders. As highly educated and good– looking as Bentley was, he was more than qualified.

Regarding this, Breenda said, “I have high requirements for my secretary. I will not say it again. I will gi ve you seven days of trial. If you can’t digest everything perfectly, you have to leave the Callis Group. D o you have any objections?”

“No.”

“Very good.”

Breenda wanted to make things difficult for Bentley. She sorted out a few business proposals in Greek and handed them to him. “These are cooperation plans from abroad. Translate them into English this m orning and deliver the translation to my desk.”

Bentley took the document with a calm face and roughly read it. His cold and calm expression did

not change.

“Alright.”

Breenda knocked on the table and reminded him, “Your reticence doesn’t work in the Callis Group.

You have to say ‘yes, Ms. Callis‘.”

“Yes, Ms. Callis,” Bentley said with a rare smile.

He took the project plan, ready to go out.

“Wait.”

Breenda stopped him.

“What’s wrong?”

Breenda stared at Bentley seriously and corrected him. “You should say ‘Ms. Callis, do you have any

other instructions‘.”

Bentley held back his laughter and asked in a well–behaved manner, “Ms. Callis, do you have any

other instructions?”

Breenda was barely satisfied. “Bring your table in and place it…”

She looked around and finally pointed to an empty space behind the guest sofa. “Just over there.

Stay close to me. I can supervise your work and assess you at any time.”

Bentley was glad that he could handle official business in the same office as Breenda.

“Alright.” The moment Bentley answered, he felt the gaze from Breenda and quickly corrected. “Yes, M s. Callis.”

Bentley turned around and went out. It was not good to trouble others, so he could only handle his stool and table by himself.

“Mr. McGraw, let me help you.” Esther Landry, the other female assistant outside the president’s office, immediately stepped forward to help.

Bentley did not look up and said coldly, “No need.”

Because he had to go in and out a few times, he left the door of the president’s office open.

Breenda heard them clearly, and her face darkened.

However, Esther, who was outside the door, did not feel how gloomy Breenda was. Esther focused

on Bentley.

Bentley was so handsome, and his resume showed that he was single. All women would be tempted.

Esther approached Bentley enthusiastically, took a tissue, and asked, “Mr. McGraw, you sweat heavily. Should I help you wipe off your sweat?”

Without waiting for Bentley to refuse, Breenda in the office said impatiently, “It takes you so much

time to move in your table. If you delay my work, both of you have to get lost tomorrow!”

Esther was scared. “I’m sorry, Ms. Callis. I’ll go back and focus on my work.”

Without the annoying and chattering Esther, Bentley moved quickly. Ten minutes later, the door of

the office closed.

Breenda’s desk was horizontal, but Bentley’s was vertical. If he wanted to look at Breenda, he had to

turn his head.

But Breenda didn’t even need to look up. She could see all of Bentley’s movements out of the corner of her eyes.

They had known each other for so long. This was the first time they could be alone for a long time.

Subtle emotions rose inside Breenda.

She did feel Bentley’s sincerity in the past few days.

However, Breenda would never easily compromise. She wanted Bentley to know that she was not an e asy girl. She was arrogant. Only after Bentley did his best would he cherish Breenda.

If Bentley couldn’t take it during this period, it meant he was not meant for Breenda, and Breenda shoul d completely cut off with him.

Breenda’s mind was clear. As she thought about it, she did not stop typing on the keyboard.

An hour and a half later, there was no other sound in the office except for the mechanical sound of the m typing on the keyboard.

From time to time, Breenda would secretly look up and glance at Bentley, who was on the opposite

side.

Bentley’s side face was handsome, and when he focused on his work, his expression was serious. He had a cold aura.

The sunlight outside the floor–to– ceiling window shone on Bentley’s side face, making him even more handsome. No one would forget hi m even after a glance.

Bentley, a big shot in the American medical field, came to the small Callis Group in Washington to be Br eenda’s private secretary.

Breenda had a wonderful feeling. She was not annoyed but delighted.

Breenda stared at Bentley’s face in a daze, completely unaware that Bentley had turned around and w as looking at her.

“Ms. Callis?”

Breenda came back to her senses. Feeling slightly embarrassed, she forced herself to be tough. “What are you looking at me for? Those Greek project plans are not easy to translate. If you can’t finish them before noon, I won’t forgive you!”

Bentley was stunned.

Breenda looked at him first.

Bentley didn’t argue. He said, “I’ve translated everything. Do you need me to show it to you, Ms.

Callis?”

“You’ve done everything? So fast?”

There were a total of five proposals in Greek. Bentley had to search for information, entered word

by word on the Internet for translation, checked the correctness, and then manually entered the translati

But Bentley finished it in one and a half hours.

This was unbelievable.

Breenda replied after hesitation, “Alright, send it to my account. I’ll take a look.”

Bentley did as Breenda said.

Breenda opened the document and quickly browsed through it. She did not find any obvious mistakes and the translation was neat and

Some of the complicated sentences in Greek were translated into words that were easy to understand.

Breenda stared at Bentley in surprise. “You majored in medicine. But you even know Greek.”

Bentley smiled slightly, “This is the standard for the McGraw family. When we were young, we had home

Breenda blinked while staring at Bentley.

She exclaimed that parenting in big families was so different.

Breenda was curious. “Were your home tutors strict? Would they punish you if you made a mistake?”

Bentley said, “The tutors wouldn’t take physical punishment, but after the home economics class every d

“Your family also uses something like rulers. Have you ever been beaten by your big brother?”

Bentley shook his head.

Breenda was shocked. “Never?”

“No, I have a cold personality. I don’t like to make mistakes. Russell and Viola often got punished.” For s

Breenda picked up a stack of documents. There were about forty copies of foreign documents. She said this. If you can’t do it, I will make up what you have missed in your childhood with a ruler.”

Bentley stared at the stack of documents and subconsciously looked at his watch. There were still two and a half hours before lunch.

Five proposals took him an hour and a half. It was not a simple task to translate more than forty of them Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.