Chapter 816 She Calls Him Husband Affectionately


    After being called out, Whitney could not help but sneeze a few times.


    Isaac, with a concerned tone, asked, “What’s wrong?”


    Whitney shook her head, bringing the conversation back on track. She asked, “Did he give you any


    instructions?”


    “Mr. Newton has asked me to convey that you shouldn’t continue with the cleaning chores. O-


    Otherwise, there would be no need for you to stay in the Newton Group any longer.”


    A slight twitch tugged at the corner of Whitney’s mouth. Huh? Does he think I did that voluntarily?


    Considering her status as an intern and her limited knowledge of workce rules, those people


    assigned tasks to her that were beyond her purview.


    However, Isaac’s tone was already quite tactful. It was possible that Charles’s initial words were even


    harsher. Fine.


    “Got it.” Whitney acknowledged, feeling a bit of a headacheing on. She then asked, “Is there


    anything else?”


    “That’s all. Please take good care of yourself. I’ll be leaving now.” As the words fell, Isaac turned and


    left.


    Whitney also returned to her own workstation, continuing the work she had not finished earlier.


    St!


    A stack of files suddenlynded on her desk. Whitney looked up, meeting the arrogant gaze of her


    female colleague, Lana.


    Lana hugged her own arms and huffed lightly, “What are you looking at? You need to input all of these


    into the system by midnight. You’ll be held ountable if you can’tplete it on time and cause a


    dy for those handling the subsequent tasks.”,


    The stack of documents that Lana brought was so high that itpletely obscured Whitney’s face.


    Whitney flipped through the documents on the table, all filled with data and meeting records.


    If she remembered correctly, the content of these documents was not within the scope of what she


    should be recording.


    She stood up and declined. “Lana, this is not part of my job. I won’t do it.”


    There was no way she couldplete the documentation of those files even workingte into the


    night. tomorrow. It was evident that Lana was simply delegating all the strenuous work to her,


    Taken aback by Whitney’s firm rejection this time, Lana became furious. She forcefully mmed her


    desk. and raised her voice. “You’re just an intern right now. Do you really understand what tasks you


    should be doing and what tasks you shouldn’t be? As long as you’re in the logistics department, the


    department’s work is your work! Don’t make excuses for yourziness!”


    Lana’s voice was so loud that it attracted the attention of everyone around.


    “Why should I?” Whitney was good-natured, but that did not mean she would tolerate everything.


    Lana chuckled lightly, leaned closer to Whitney, and mocked, “You’re quite close with Mr. Turner, aren’t


    you? Go ahead,in to him, and see if he can help you. Don’t think that just because you used


    underhanded methods to get into thepany, you can do whatever you want.”


    “Listen carefully, Whitney Mellor,” Lana warned sternly. “Interns are expected to handle these tasks, so


    stop attempting to gain favor with the higher-ups.”


    Lana believed Whitney must be going to great lengths to get in the good graces of the management.


    With a coldugh, Whitney disregarded Lana and moved the documents from the table to the floor,


    right in the middle of the aisle. It’s not my job, anyway. I won’t do it.


    Lana was stunned by her actions, her anger ring up once again.


    Just as Lana was about to lose her temper, the department head suddenly emerged from his office,


    clutching a box.


    Everyone working in thepany knew what it meant to walk out with a box.


    Surprise was evident on everyone’s faces as the department head, wearing an expression of profound


    concern, approached the crowd and offered a deep bow. “All good things muste to an end. I will no


    longer have the privilege to work alongside all of you. I wish you continued sess in your respective


    roles. Goodbye.”


    As the department head was preparing to leave with his belongings, Lana hurriedly questioned him.


    “Sir, why are you departing so abruptly? I thought you’ve been performing excellently all these years.


    Are you moving to a different position for a higher sry, or are you being transferred to another


    department?” He shook his head. “I can no longer work for the Newton Group or any of its subsidiaries


    anymore.”


    After saying that, the department head left.


    Lana looked puzzled. What does that mean? Does that mean he’s fired? There hadn’t been any


    significant incidentstely. Why would they fire him?


    “Everyone, please put aside your current tasks for a moment..I have an announcement to make.” At


    this moment, another department manager walked over, pping his hands to halt everyone’s work.


    Whitney, too, was puzzled by the department head’s sudden departure. She sat quietly at her desk,


    waiting for the manager to make an announcement.


    “The position of our logistics department’s head is currently vacant, but a new head will arrive


    tomorrow. I hope everyone can get along well with the new leader and continue to work hard,” the


    manager announced. “All right. That’s all. Let’s all get back to work.”


    Whitney furrowed her brows in thought. A new department head? How could this happen so suddenly?


    Typically, thepany would make an announcement in advance when there were any significant.


    changes to high-ranking personnel. Unless an employee made a major mistake and was fired


    immediately. Is Charles behind this?


    He was the CEO of the group, holding the power to decide anyone’s fate in thepany. Why would


    he suddenly rece the head of the logistics department?


    Doubts surged one after another in her mind, yet there were no answers to them. Forget it. Why should


    I care about this? I’m just an intern, I better focus on finishing my tasks first.


    As the end of the workday approached, Whitney finallypleted her own tasks, stretching her sore


    neck.


    Today was her birthday, and she even wanted to buy herself a small cake to celebrate.


    However, no one in the Newton family, including Charles, knew about her birthday. She decided to


    celebrate it on her own before returning home.


    She unlocked her phone and scrolled to Charles’ contact, the nickname “Hubby” ringly obvious. The


    last conversation they had was from three days ago.


    This nickname was something Charles had insisted she change a few days ago. He had expressed


    concerns that Jasmine might identally see the contact name “Mr. Newton” and be suspicious.


    Whitney put on a wry smile, guessing he probably did not care enough to find out when her birthday


    was.


    After typing a long string of text into the dialogue box, she edited and deleted it repeatedly. In the end,


    everything was erased, leaving only a few words that were sent: Mr. Newton, I’ll being home a bit


    late today, but it won’t beter than eight o’clock. I’ll take the bus home myself, so you don’t need to


    ask the driver to pick me up.


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    Charles responded almost instantly: What are you busy with?


    Whitney replied: Personal matters.


    Seeing the words “personal matters”, Charles on the other side of the screen furrowed his brows


    deeply. That woman doesn’t have any other friends in this city, let alone other ces to go. What kind


    of personal matters could she possibly have? Something’s not right.


    Charles picked up his coat and headed straight for the parking lot, dialing Whitney’s number on his


    phone.


    Meanwhile, Whitney believed he had agreed to her request, as she had not received a response from


    him for some time. Just as she stepped out of the department, her phone began to vibrate.


    The moment she saw it was him calling. Whitney’s breath instantly quickened. She steadied herself


    before answering the phone. “Hubby.”


    He had previously mentioned that during office hours, she should refer to him as “Mr. Newton,” but now


    that it was after work, she should address him as “Hubby.”


    Her voice was soft and sweet, and Charles found her calling him “Hubby” quite pleasant. “What


    personal matters?”


    “I want to buy a small cake for myself and eat it before heading home.” Aside from not mentioning it


    was her own birthday, Whitney did indeed truthfully state what she was going to do.


    Charles could not help but knit his brows. Just to eat a cake?


    In an indifferent tone, he responded, “The Newton family’s cooks are more than capable of making


    cakes. What are you really up to, Whitney? You should be aware of the consequences of deceiving


    me.”


    Whitney stood at the elevator entrance, hesitating for a long time, refraining from pressing the elevator


    button. What should I tell him? Should I tell him I want to celebrate my own birthday? We’re not really


    husband and wife since it’s just a marriage of convenience. He’ll be annoyed if I tell him about it, right?


    Seeing her remain silent, Charles impatiently urged. “Speak up”


    Whitney bit her lip, but in the end, she spoke up. “1-I want to celebrate my birthday.”


    Charles remained silent. He had never disyed any sign of concern for Whitney. Today’s her


    birthday? “I’m heading downstairs now if there’s nothing else you need to know about, Mr. Newton,”


    she uttered. Just as she was about to hang up, Charles spoke. “Came down. Come to the parking lot.


    Let’s go home.” His demand rendered Whitney speechless for a moment..