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Ex-husband Goes Money Comes by Yvone Zabielski novel Chapter 417

Chapter 417 Punishment

Unfortunately, things had already happened, and the clock couldn’t be turned back.

After just a few seconds of regret, her eyes rolled back, and she passed out.

In the president’s office of the McGraw Group.

Viola had just taken over the large listed company of her family. She couldn’t manage the business well yet, so she had to spend more time in the company.

During these days, Ormand had been staying by her side. He was even more considerate than the assistant. He annotated the papers for her and showed great concern for her.

At this time, Ormand was sitting quietly on the sofa. In front of him was a stack of unintelligible papers. He was holding a pen, analyzing them one by one.

These contents were confidential and shouldn’t be shown to Ormand.

Though the McGraw Group and the Hobson Group were in partnership, they were also competitors to each other.

However, Viola trusted Ormand very much. She was not worried that he would steal the information. She even thought about merging the two groups, making greater achievements that no one had made.

Viola sat in her chair and peeked at the man on the sofa.

When he was engrossed in his work, his expression was solemn, making him look more handsome and righteous.

The sunlight came in through the floor–to–ceiling window, putting a halo on his head. Now he wasn’t like a mortal.

She looked at him for a little longer, and she put on an enigmatic smile as she thought of a bad idea.

He was still absorbed in the work, and she quietly left her seat and tiptoed behind the sofa

Then she pinned him down on the sofa, her knees against his abdomen, and she frivolously grabbed his exquisite tie.

“Viola?”

Ormand stared at her with a puzzled look like an innocent dog.

She wrapped his tie around her hand and leaned over. Then she put her nose against his. They could feel each other’s breath.

She said in a sweet and seductive voice, “Orin, you are even more competent than my assistant and secretary. How about this? You come to the McGraw Group to be my personal secretary, and I will pay you a handsome salary.”

Ormand was startled.

Anyone who wanted to hire him had to pay him a good wage.

However, things would be different if Viola wanted to hire him.

A smile flitted over his face, and his deep voice was very charming. “It is my honor to be your personal secretary. Besides, I don’t need you to pay me. My service will be excellent. I can eat with you or warm your bed.”

Viola raised her eyebrows and smiled, “If it’s true, I really get a good bargain.”

“Of course. You have never lost money in business,” Ormand snorted.

Viola was extremely satisfied with his performance. She leaned over and kissed his thin lips overwhelmingly.

In the office, the intimacy was growing between them.

“Ms. McGraw, Mr. Downey comes. He said he wants to see you… Oh my… I’m sorry!”

Fernanda Compton, Viola’s new assistant in the McGraw Group, knocked on the door and casually pushed it open.

She happened to see the scene.

She blushed and closed the door.

Chace was waiting outside. His expression was grim as he asked seriously, “Why do you come out? What is Ms. McGraw doing?”

“Ms. McGraw… is dealing with something private. Please wait a moment, Mr. Downey.”

“Something private?”

When Fernanda opened the door just now, Chace accidentally glanced at the scene on the sofa.

His face quickly darkened, and he was extremely angry.

He thought, is she qualified to lead the company?

Does she think the office is a date place? Moreover, how could she work with Ormand? Didn’t she know that she has to be wary of her competitors, even her boyfriend?

How could I not worry about the future development of the McGraw Group when Viola’s so irresponsible?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Chace snorted and left in a dark mood.

Seeing that he had left, Fernanda returned to her seat and did not intend to go in to disturb them.

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