After divorce I am a billionaire

Taking another cup of coffee into the office again, Mavis carefully pushed the coffee in front of him, "Mr. Callahan, the new coffee is ready. Try it. If it doesn't suit you, I'll make another one for you." Hearing her words, Anthony slowly raised his head and glanced at her.

He picked up the coffee and took a sip. At first, he frowned slightly. His expression changed several times, and his stern face showed a complex color that was difficult to explain.

Gradually, as tpassed, his eyes were replaced by deep thoughts.

There was a layer of sweat on the tip of Mavis’ nose. Her heart was beating wildly, and her mind was filled with all kinds of chaotic thoughts about Anthony's answer.

She felt that it was a very long tin the silent office at the moment, and she was so nervous that she held her breath.

Such an interesting response won Anthony's satisfaction, and the corner of his mouth curved slightly.

However, he soon calmed down, put down the cup in his hand, and becmore serious, before he slowly uttered a word, "Hum." Just one word made Mavis have a long sigh of relief.

"Mr. Callahan, is there anything else you want to order?" God knew how terrible these few minutes were for her! It was like years! "You can leave." After saying so, Anthony focused on the screen again, ignoring her.

Hearing this, Mavis took the tray and nodded respectfully towards him, walked out of the office generously, and closed the door carefully.

As soon as she cout, she couldn't help the joy in her heart. She was so happy that she lifted up the tray and instantly felt refreshed.

Now that she finally had the opportunity to work by his side, she must not annoy him.

She wanted to make those who were prejudiced against her look at her with admiration.

Back at her table, the phone on the desk rang again. She quickly picked it up and asked patiently, "Mr. Callahan, what's your order?" "You go to Jaylin to collect the documents and send them in." "Yes." After saying it, Anthony hung up the phone.

Mavis stood up immediately and pulled herself together.

Taking the elevator to the 15th floor, everyone she met on the way stared at her in a strange way.

However, the current Mavis will no longer be affected by them.

Since she entered the top floor as an assistant, the disturbing voices and deliberate mischief had decreased a lot. It was probably because they were afraid of Anthony and dared not do things on the top floor.

She quickly cto Jaylin's office, knocked on the door and walked in, "Ms. Lambert, Mr. Callahan askedto pick up the documents.” "The documents are all on the sofa. Take them away yourself." Jaylin tapped on the keyboard, pointed to the sofa by the door, and then continued to get busy.

Seeing that she was so busy, Mavis couldn't make a sound to disturb her, but when she looked at the pile of documents on the sofa, she immediately petrified in place.

She can't take all these documents...

She looked at Jaylin in a daze, and asked, "Ms. Lambert, | wonder which document Mr. Callahan wants?" "It's all. You can just take them all away. Well, go to work quickly." Jaylin's tone was very hasty. In the state of serious work, it seemed that one more word with Mavis would delay her progress.

Ah?! So many? Mavis stood there stiffly. These documents were all for her to take away? How can she move them by herself? She looked out from the office, and everyone was busy.

But even if she wanted to find someone to help her carry them at this point, she was afraid these people will avoid her.

Anyway, this was the task Anthony gave her, and she can't be exhausted.

Seeing that the director was still busy, Mavis could only move the documents out of the office little by little, so as not to disturb her work.

After struggling to move the documents out of the office, she glanced at a discarded cardboard box at the door, and had an idea.

She slowly carried these piles of documents into the cardboard box, and then found a rope from somewhere to pass through a small hole in the box.

Such a simple cart was ready, and these documents can be easily dragged to the president's office.

Mavis put one end of the rope on her shoulder, dragged the box and walked into the elevator, and the eyes of passers-by could not help but be on her.

Ignoring the gazes of these people, soon, Mavis dragged a lot of documents to the door of the president's office.

Knock Knock -- "Cin." Anthony spoke coldly, and when he looked up, he saw Mavis dragging a mountain of documents in.

He was puzzled, "What?" Mavis wiped the sweat from her forehead and explained, "Mr. Callahan, | think you are in a hurry to get these documents. If | move them bit by bit, it will waste tand delay other people's work, so | will make this myself." She was quite smart.

Anthony looked at her with a half-smile, and his slender fingers were touching the tip of the pen back and forth. The Cartier ring on his finger collided with the metal cap of the pen, making crisp sounds from tto time.

"Well, since you can send them here so quickly, you can also sort these documents into categories as soon as possible." "Ah? This..." When taking the documents just now, Mavis had a general understanding of them, and the categories were extremely mixed...

It will take a long tto sort them out completely.

"| believe you will not letdown. Don't callfor nothing." Then, Anthony began to tap on the keyboard, as if ignoring the existence of Mavis.

No...

Mavis couldn't talk to him at all, and she didn't dare to disturb him when he was working hard.

Looking at the pile of documents, she had no choice but to accept it.

She gently moved these documents to a black leather sofa near the door, copied the contents of the documents, and began to roughly classify them.

Anthony never tired of watching her busy in front of him.

Seeing her appearance of not admitting defeat, he actually felt a little happy.

He didn't know when it started, but Anthony was willing to keep his eyes on her, being affected by her every move.

He had not realized it yet.

After finishing his own work, Anthony raised his eyes and said, "It takes a long tfor this kind of work. Isn't it stupid?" Facing Anthony's disgust, Mavis wanted to cry but had no tears.

As the president, with his many years of experience, he can naturally process documents to the extrquickly, but she, a young assistant who had just taken office, was not used to these tasks at all.

They were fundamentally different! However, she still didn't dare to say what she thought, so she could only respond obediently, "I'l finish it right away. Wait a minute.” Mavis handled the documents more seriously, sweating without realizing it.

Accidentally, the document in her hand fell off, and she hurriedly covered her chest and bent down to pick it up, with her delicate collarbone looming.

Anthony glanced at it and suddenly coughed twice in embarrassment, avoiding her.