Contract Marriage: Abusive Love with Mr.CEO-Chapter 697 - 362: Extra: The Good Old Days (Part 2)

Hilda chuckled, "What do you mean just joined the company? You’ve been in for over a month now, you probably already know the boss well, right?"

Her friend gazed at her with bright eyes, hoping to see some exciting stories.

"Not at all, he’s not a boss one can get familiar with." Christine Quinn took a sip of soup and said slowly, "Most of the time, he’s out, busy inspecting newly opened branches or socializing with clients, so we really don’t meet much outside of calls. Besides, he is..."

"What is he like?" It’s known that the most eligible bachelor in the country is none other than President Jones, with countless women eager to win his favor!

Christine Quinn set down her spoon and elegantly picked up her napkin to wipe her mouth, "He’s very solitary, doesn’t like talking to people, has a bad temper, and no hobbies... um, work might be his only hobby."

Skyler Jones is indeed quite solitary, but strangely, he always has countless women around him, fluttering like butterflies and never leaving, all using every possible means to get close to him.

Being his secretary, she’s well aware of such matters about the boss but doesn’t find it surprising. After all, at a young age, there are always physiological needs. So, when Skyler Jones wishes to dine with a woman, as his secretary, she has to book the restaurant for them, occasionally even a hotel room, and when he gets annoyed with them, she becomes his shield.

Yet he always remains indifferent towards her, discussing only work matters, never even asking where she lives or if she has a boyfriend, the kind of questions people usually care about.

"What, disappointed?" Hilda tilted her head, carefully observing Christine Quinn’s expression.

"Not at all." Christine Quinn picked up the glass and took a sip of water.

"Your expression just now seemed suspicious!"

"Suspicious about what?" Christine Quinn gave her friend a glance, "I think this work relationship is good. I also don’t like involving myself in the boss’s personal affairs, I just think..."

"Think what?" Hilda asked eagerly.

"I just think he seems quite lonely... I often see him smoking alone, as if he has no friends." Christine Quinn’s expression softened, her tone relaxed.

She doesn’t know Skyler Jones well, yet she somehow perceives the loneliness in him.

She feels there must be heavy burdens in his heart, causing him to repel understanding and avoid closeness.

Despite overseeing a billion-dollar corporation, despite being surrounded by beautiful women, he rarely smiles.

She often inadvertently sees his back view, always sensing such loneliness...

"I think you’re nuts! His dating news often makes entertainment magazines, yet you say he’s lonely?" Hilda scoffed.

"That’s different, they’re not his official girlfriends, he has no feelings for those women..." Christine Quinn blurted out anxiously.

Hilda stared at Christine Quinn for a long time, her eyes gradually widening round, "Are you eager to defend him because you have some feelings for him?"

Christine Quinn complained to her friend irritably, "Don’t talk nonsense, if someone hears, they’ll think this secretary has impure thoughts... I’m just being honest about my views on him. Besides, I’m only seventeen; do you think I’d like a man nine years older than me?"

"You’re seventeen, but you have the maturity of a twenty-seven-year-old. If you don’t say, no one would know you’re that young."

"You’re overthinking it, my status and his are worlds apart. Even if I dared to approach him, even if he noticed me, I’d just be another woman in his orbit."

"Christine, you’re underestimating yourself... With your beauty, finding a young boss or something is just a word away... Remember your last boss? He’s still asking me about you now..."

Christine Quinn shrugged, "I don’t want to be a superficial woman... Beauty can’t last all my life, so I look for someone I like and who likes me to accompany me for life, otherwise, I will not settle."

"You’re just as stubborn, like your mom..." Hilda suddenly covered her mouth, awkwardly and apologize, "Sorry, Christine, I didn’t mean to mention your mom."

Christine Quinn nodded, "I know... Mom spent all her life trusting the wrong man, so I don’t have great fantasies about love... I just want to earn money, cure my mom’s illness, and let her live well."

Hilda sighed lightly, "Sometimes I think you’re really strong... You’ve never had a day of a normal child’s life, taking care of your mom, earning money to support the family, studying only at night school, and your own health isn’t good. If I were you, I would’ve collapsed long ago, not still smiling like you..."

Christine Quinn chuckled softly, "What’s that, life’s fate, wealth depends on fate, just because luck isn’t good now doesn’t mean it won’t be good later. Maybe my health can be cured, mom can become normal again, and I’ll have a husband who loves me all my life, who can be with me?"

Hilda reached out to hold Christine Quinn’s hand, speaking with heartache, "You definitely will. There’ll be a wonderful, handsome, rich man waiting for you. He’ll care for you, your mom, have an adorable, pretty child with you, cherish you, spoil you, love you all your life."

Christine Quinn’s eyes were filled with hidden tears. She nodded vigorously. "Yes."

Hilda soon picked some dishes for Christine Quinn, "Eat more, save strength to wait for your prince..."

Christine Quinn was amused by her friend, and the atmosphere immediately brightened.

Christine Quinn finished eating and was ready to go home. She then discovered she left the keys at the office, so she had to say goodbye to Hilda and detour back to the office to retrieve them.

When she returned to the company, it was already eight o’clock. Due to the company’s nature, employees didn’t need to work overtime, so apart from her, the presidential secretary, after work hours, there were usually no one but security patrolling. But as she entered her own office, she found the lights in Skyler Jones’s office surprisingly turned on.

She recalled turning off the light in his office when she left...

Christine Quinn walked in suspiciously, only to see Skyler Jones sitting at his desk, looking at a project quotation.

How is that possible?