As Emery passed by me, she smiled gloatingly, as if Javion would indeed fire me and get a new assistant as she had said.

I thought so too, but I had to fight for myself for such a good job.

"Mr. Shelton, I will find time to learn from Miss Young. Please give me another chance."

To achieve my goal, I subconsciously started to imitate Emery and deliberately spoke in a coquettish manner.

Javion was reviewing documents. He heard my voice and glanced at me.

"You are mine. Just make coffee that suits my taste. There is no need to accommodate others... Moreover, speak normally in the future. Baby talk doesn't suit you."

...

My face instantly turned red because of Shelton's words.

I couldn't be more embarrassed.

"Mr. Shelton, I..."

I wanted to explain, but Javion didn't give me a chance.

"Tonight, accompany me to an evening banquet at 7 p.m."

Drinking on behalf of him was a clause clearly stated in my contract.

Fortunately, I could hold the liquor.

The several big shots at the dining table all had business relationships with the Shelton Group, so naturally I had to accompany them and have a good time drinking.

"Larissa is so beautiful. It's a pity that she is Mr. Shelton's assistant. If you follow me, I won't bear to let you go out and drink with other men."

I couldn't be considered good-looking. I was 5 feet tall. With fair and smooth skin, I had an excellent body figure.

Men were all lascivious.

When I was forcibly pulled into the arms of a man in his fifties, I suddenly wanted to resign.

I was short of money, but I didn't want to earn money in this way.

After struggling for a few times, I looked at Javion pleadingly, only to see that he had come to my side without me knowing when.

"Mr. Smith, you have broken my rules."

Javion was a good boss. After pulling me up from Mr. Smith's arms, he took me directly out of the private box.

After coming out, I was uneasy.

I was afraid that Javion would suffer losses because of me.

"Mr. Shelton, I'm sorry..."

I swallowed back the words of apology before I could finish my words.

I saw Jack.

Jack was hugging a woman and entering a private box in front. I knew that woman. She was one of his anti-fans.

I instinctively followed them.

The door to the private box was not closed tightly. I looked inside through the crack and saw Jack being slapped by that fan, but what happened next astounded me instead.

It was confirmed that he had been sleeping with his fans, but I didn't expect that he would do it with an anti-fan.

I had mixed feelings at this moment.

"Am I feeling uncomfortable?"

"A little bit."

"Because Jack is not only my spiritual support but also possibly the father of my three-year-old child."

Someone suddenly covered my eyes with a large hand.

I was brought home.

He took out two bottles of well-aged wine from the cabinet and served me one glass after another.

When I was slightly intoxicated, he asked, "What do you like about him?"

"Yeah, what do I like about him? I haven't even spoken to him much, but his singing has been a savior for me in my darkest moments."

When I was thirteen, my dad died. My mom married Matthew, and they had their children.

At that moment, I suddenly realized that I seemed to be homeless.

He joined the entertainment industry and released his first song called "Home". I like the word "home". I also like his voice, which is gentle and pleasant.

Thus, I became his fan.

I had been his fan for over ten years.

I even made a few songs for him. Unfortunately, he didn't like any of them. Not only that, he slept with me without taking responsibility!

It seemed like I got drunk again, and I did something reckless after that.

When I woke up, Javion was lying next to me. He, who had been solemn and indifferent, was a bit less guarded and a bit more gentle. The silk quilt, which was draped over him, happened to cover his waist and abdomen.

I shifted my gaze away from his upper body.

He didn't usually work out, but his chest, muscles, and abs would make others envy him. His figure was perfect, making me subconsciously swallow my saliva.

Being horny is an inherent nature for human beings.

Women were the same.

While he was not awake, I lifted the thin quilt and quietly got out of bed. Without taking a shower, I put on the dirty clothes on the floor and hurriedly ran away.

On the way, I sent a WhatsApp message to Javion.

[Mr. Shelton, I think I may not be suitable to be your assistant.]

After half an hour, he finally replied.

[Rest at home for a few days. If you are not satisfied with the salary, let's discuss it again.]

I didn't understand him.

He was famous in the business world for being indifferent and unapproachable. He usually treated women without any pretense. The only exception was Emery, which served as evidence that they were having an affair.

But he and Emery didn't seem like they were in a relationship.

Men would always need to find a woman to vent.

"Could it be that he keeps me around to fulfill a man's needs? But there is no clause about accompanying him in the bed in the contract I signed."

I went back to my hometown for two days and bought a bunch of toys for my son online.

I couldn't accompany him, so I made it up to him with material compensation.

"Mom, I miss you so much. I want to be with you every day."

My son was three years old. He could speak clearly, and he was articulate, but he was a bit clingy. Every time I left him, he would hold onto me and cry heartrendingly.

"Dotty, be good, Mom will come back to see you in a few days."

I wanted to be with him every day too.

But my conditions wouldn't allow it.

Besides taking care of Dotty, my grandmother had to take care of my uncle's family. She wouldn't leave her hometown, and I couldn't go to work with Dotty by my side.

I had to earn money to support Dotty and buy burial land for my father.

On the day I returned to Philadelphia, I received a call from Emery.

She asked me to meet her at a cafe near the company, and she gave me a card.

"There is one million dollars in it. If you are smart, resign."

To be honest, I was a bit tempted.

But I couldn't, and I had no reason to accept her money.

“Miss Bradford, with the money Mr. Shelton has paid me, I will earn nearly 200 thousand dollars in a year. If there is a bonus for me at the end of the year, it may add up to more than 300 thousand dollars. If I worked for Mr. Shelton for three years, I would earn 1 million dollars.”

I pushed the card back in front of Emery, turning her down firmly.

"Miss Bradford, if you don't like me, go to Mr. Shelton for help. For him, firing an employee is just a matter of a few words."

I angered Emery with my ignorance and lack of respect. After she took back the card, she was full of sarcasm.

"You stay by Javion's side for more than your ambition's sake, right? Javion promoted you to be his assistant. Do you know why? Because you have a face similar to that of his first love."

I was not surprised that Javion had a first love in his life.

He was a man who was about to turn thirty. Without a first love, he would be considered abnormal.

It seemed that my face was the cause of twice sexual misconduct out of drunkenness.