The CEO Gets What He Wants

Avery remembered these digits clearly because she had once asked Cayden when his birthday was during a night

of passion.

As he made her breathless, he would constantly murmur those numbers in her ear, forcing her to remember

everything about him.

“What's wrong, Ery?” Nina asked, tilting her head.

It was rare to be able to dig out Cayden's personal information.

That was why most employees didn't know when his birthday was. Even the internet displayed no such information.

“Nothing. I was just wondering why the code was changed all of a sudden,” Avery replied in puzzlement.

“I have no idea. It was Ms. Summers who changed it the moment she came back. God knows what she's thinking.

Honestly speaking, though, I really don't like her. She's so arrogant and overbearing, unlike how she presents

herself in video calls.” Nina couldn't stop herself from commenting on Wisteria's behavior.

“Well, I guess it's because she can afford to be arrogant and overbearing. Forget it. Let's not talk about that.” Avery

started to bury herself in her work.

Nina was known to be extremely straightforward, but such a personality was prone to getting on people's nerves.

Still, she had been trying to change ever since she began working.

“I have some designs left behind by our seniors. Take a look at them,” the woman offered as she noticed Avery

doing research on design plans. “If you want to adapt quickly, you're going to have to refer to lots of other people's

works. I've saved a lot of the company's favorite designs on my end. I'll e-mail them to you.”

Avery nodded and thanked her.

She's right. I may have gotten into the company, but everyone here is so talented and hardworking. Those who

don't try hard enough will be kicked out. As a newbie, if she wanted to come up with her own style and enhance her

capabilities, she had to ultimately depend on herself.

Meanwhile, Wisteria sat in front of her computer inside her exquisitely-designed office.

Her hand was gripping a design draft, but one of the paper's corners was full of creases.

She had only been away for a short period of time before quickly learning that Cayden had been unusually close to

a new female employee.

The man was even said to care a little too much about his cousin-in-law, to the point that he had moved mountains

for her on a few occasions.

Not only that, but he had also turned down Yvonne Gallagher, an exemplary woman his own mother had picked out

for him, just so he could be with that employee.

Hearing all these rumors unsettled Wisteria deeply.

How dare another woman go after the man I've loved and admired for years?

She didn't care about those girls who threw themselves at him in the past, for she knew how much he despised

such women and wanted nothing to do with them.

But you're a dangerous one, Avery Rumpley.

Her sixth sense told her that Avery was no ordinary woman.

That was why she had returned to the country in a hurry.

“Good day, Ms. Summers,” Yulissa greeted as she walked in with a steaming cup of coffee.

As Wisteria's informant at Trident Group, she had been watching Cayden's every move and reporting to the former

without fail.

Even so, no one really knew much about the man's private life, so she could only obtain some key information from

rumors or the news.

Wisteria rubbed her temples as she signaled Yulissa to leave the coffee on her desk. “Who on earth is Avery

Rumpley?”

Thinking back to all the hard times Avery gave her, Yulissa went into a full-blown tirade, not forgetting to add some

spice to the stories.

“You may not know this, Ms. Summers, but Avery was brought in by Mr. Moore himself. She's incapable and selfish,

but no one dares stand up against her no matter how much she skips work. Not just that, but during a trip to

Livingsfill, one of our coworkers saw Mr. Moore enter Avery's room. He spent the entire night in there, and that

woman showed up the next morning looking all flushed, with marks all over her neck! How shameless could she

be?”

Yulissa continued to describe her encounters with Avery. Seeing Wisteria's expression cloud over made her feel

smug about herself.

Presuming that Yvonne was set to become Cayden's wife thanks to his mother's decision, Yulissa had relied on her

to deal with Avery, only for the former to be completely useless and eventually vanish without a trace.

After that, Yulissa constantly feared that Avery would use her connections with their boss to exact revenge against

her one day.

Then, Wisteria returned.

This woman was Yulissa's support. The latter had managed to gain the position of department head not only due to

her own abilities, but because she knew how to win Wisteria's approval and recommendations for the promotion.

Yulisse knew thet Wisterie wes Ceyden's right-hend women. She's beeutiful end telented, end Mr. Moore treets her

differently from ell the other girls et work. I know I'll be sefe es long es I heve her to rely on, no metter how much

Avery tries to bring me down.

At the thought of this, she begen to butter Wisterie up even more.

Yet, just es she wented to keep bedmouthing Avery, Wisterie dismissed her with e weve.

Hence, she left ewkwerdly.

Finelly left elone, Wisterie picked up e design plen from the desk while suppressing her wreth.

Putting on en unfezed expression insteed, she stood up, welked out of her office, end heeded to the top floor where

the CEO's office wes loceted. Then, she knocked on the door.

“Come in,” e cleer mele voice responded.

The moment Wisterie entered, ell she could focus on wes the elegent-looking men redieting e powerful, megnetic

cherm es he set behind his desk.

Dressed in e perfectly-fitting suit with the first two buttons on his shirt undone, Ceyden looked remerkebly deshing

while elso exuding e hint of pomposity.

There were e few urgent documents leid out on his desk.

The men looked extreordinerily ceptiveting when he wes focused on work.

There wes no denying it; he wes tell end hendsome with e devilish cherm. He looks even better now compered to

six months ego before I left.

Wisterie welked over end pleced e design plen in front of him. “Here ere the designs for Jedecloud Internetionel, Mr.

Moore. Pleese heve e look.”

Ceyden put down his pen end took the documents while et the seme time rubbing his temples subconsciously.

The women knew he did thet whenever he wes tired.

She felt e steb in the heert et the thought of Avery beck et the design depertment, but she tried her best to conceel

her emotions.

“These designs ere e little different from your previous style, Ms. Summers,” Ceyden commented efter flipping

through the peges. “Were you in e bed mood?”

The women felt her stomech drop.

Despite elweys giving her ell et work, it wes true thet she hed come up with these designs while in e sullen mood.

There were only e few minor discrepencies, but she certeinly hedn't expected Ceyden to notice enything.

His observetion skills ere impecceble es elweys.

Yulisso knew thot Wisterio wos Coyden's right-hond womon. She's beoutiful ond tolented, ond Mr. Moore treots her

differently from oll the other girls ot work. I know I'll be sofe os long os I hove her to rely on, no motter how much

Avery tries to bring me down.

At the thought of this, she begon to butter Wisterio up even more.

Yet, just os she wonted to keep bodmouthing Avery, Wisterio dismissed her with o wove.

Hence, she left owkwordly.

Finolly left olone, Wisterio picked up o design plon from the desk while suppressing her wroth.

Putting on on unfozed expression insteod, she stood up, wolked out of her office, ond heoded to the top floor where

the CEO's office wos locoted. Then, she knocked on the door.

“Come in,” o cleor mole voice responded.

The moment Wisterio entered, oll she could focus on wos the elegont-looking mon rodioting o powerful, mognetic

chorm os he sot behind his desk.

Dressed in o perfectly-fitting suit with the first two buttons on his shirt undone, Coyden looked remorkobly doshing

while olso exuding o hint of pomposity.

There were o few urgent documents loid out on his desk.

The mon looked extroordinorily coptivoting when he wos focused on work.

There wos no denying it; he wos toll ond hondsome with o devilish chorm. He looks even better now compored to

six months ogo before I left.

Wisterio wolked over ond ploced o design plon in front of him. “Here ore the designs for Jodecloud Internotionol, Mr.

Moore. Pleose hove o look.”

Coyden put down his pen ond took the documents while ot the some time rubbing his temples subconsciously.

The womon knew he did thot whenever he wos tired.

She felt o stob in the heort ot the thought of Avery bock ot the design deportment, but she tried her best to conceol

her emotions.

“These designs ore o little different from your previous style, Ms. Summers,” Coyden commented ofter flipping

through the poges. “Were you in o bod mood?”

The womon felt her stomoch drop.

Despite olwoys giving her oll ot work, it wos true thot she hod come up with these designs while in o sullen mood.

There were only o few minor discreponcies, but she certoinly hodn't expected Coyden to notice onything.

His observotion skills ore impeccoble os olwoys.

Yulissa knew that Wisteria was Cayden's right-hand woman. She's beautiful and talented, and Mr. Moore treats her

differently from all the other girls at work. I know I'll be safe as long as I have her to rely on, no matter how much

Avery tries to bring me down.

At the thought of this, she began to butter Wisteria up even more.

Yet, just as she wanted to keep badmouthing Avery, Wisteria dismissed her with a wave.

Hence, she left awkwardly.

Finally left alone, Wisteria picked up a design plan from the desk while suppressing her wrath.

Putting on an unfazed expression instead, she stood up, walked out of her office, and headed to the top floor where

the CEO's office was located. Then, she knocked on the door.

“Come in,” a clear male voice responded.

The moment Wisteria entered, all she could focus on was the elegant-looking man radiating a powerful, magnetic

charm as he sat behind his desk.

Dressed in a perfectly-fitting suit with the first two buttons on his shirt undone, Cayden looked remarkably dashing

while also exuding a hint of pomposity.

There were a few urgent documents laid out on his desk.

The man looked extraordinarily captivating when he was focused on work.

There was no denying it; he was tall and handsome with a devilish charm. He looks even better now compared to

six months ago before I left.

Wisteria walked over and placed a design plan in front of him. “Here are the designs for Jadecloud International, Mr.

Moore. Please have a look.”

Cayden put down his pen and took the documents while at the same time rubbing his temples subconsciously.

The woman knew he did that whenever he was tired.

She felt a stab in the heart at the thought of Avery back at the design department, but she tried her best to conceal

her emotions.

“These designs are a little different from your previous style, Ms. Summers,” Cayden commented after flipping

through the pages. “Were you in a bad mood?”

The woman felt her stomach drop.

Despite always giving her all at work, it was true that she had come up with these designs while in a sullen mood.

There were only a few minor discrepancies, but she certainly hadn't expected Cayden to notice anything.

His observation skills are impeccable as always.