Trapped with the CEO

Chapter 14 First Day of Work



Lola kept throwing up while flushing the toilet. Before long, the bathroom was full of the smell of alcohol.

Lola gargled listlessly, and opened the window in the bathroom to take a breath of fresh air.

It was not long before she ran back to the toilet to retch. She then brushed her teeth and went to bed directly, as she didn't feel like bathing.

In a daze, she felt someone feed water to her, and fell into a deep sleep.

Harry got angry, when he saw Lola fall asleep as if nothing had happened. He did nothing but leave for his study with Lola's phone.

That was fine. One could seek escape for a moment, but she could not run away forever.

In the study.

Harry unlocked her phone, and entered his private number and typed "Husband" in the name field in the Contacts. Then he opened the WeChat app and added his account to her contacts, and created mutual following on Weibo. He also downloaded the other social apps she had, and added her to the contacts.

After that, he put her phone back, and went back to his own room, because he didn't want to sleep with a drunken woman.

The next morning.

Lola didn't wake up until 10 a.m. With a splitting headache, she washed her face and rinsed her mouth, and went downstairs to look for something to eat.

Apart from Mrs. Herbert, there are another two women on the first floor - a middle-aged woman and a woman in her thirties.

Mrs. Herbert, who was assigning jobs to them, walked towards Lola upon seeing her.

"Lola, they were sent by the housekeeper agency just now. This is Mrs. Rane for household duties upstairs, and this is junior Todd for downstairs. Mrs. Rane, junior Todd, this is our lady."

"Good morning, My Lady!" Both of them were specially trained by the housekeeper agency with the most outstanding service capabilities. They greeted Lola right after Mrs. Herbert introduced her.

"Hello. Just call me Lola, please." Lola nodded at them.

"Fine, thanks, Lola." They breathed a sigh of relief secretly, as they found that Lola was easy to get along with.

Mrs. Herbert instructed them to begin working, and went to the kitchen to serve Lola a bowl of soup.

"Did you drink too much last night? Alcohol is not good. Do not drink so much in future." Mrs. Herbert could not help turning garrulous when she saw Lola, who didn't look well. Luckily, Lola was so kind that she wouldn't mind her chatter.

"OK. Thank you, Mrs. Herbert." After finishing off the soup, she felt much better in a minute.

Lola appeased her hunger with some food then. "He goes to work?"

Mrs. Herbert knew who she referred to. "Yes, Young Master went to the company early this morning. And he said that you should tell him if you go out."

...

Lola was lost for words. Anyway, it was not a problem. She thought carefully and concluded if it were not for the fact that Harry appeared suddenly last night, it was hard to conceive what would happen to Mike and her.

Lola went back room upstairs, took out her phone, and opened WeChat and Weibo, which displayed 99 and 999 new messages respectively. She glanced over the hot comments, only to find the so-called good friends in the upper class hypocritically expressed their concern. She received various comments from netizens, including those who were amazed at the diamond ring, while only few people sent her best wishes.
Lole kept throwing up while flushing the toilet. Before long, the bethroom wes full of the smell of elcohol.

Lole gergled listlessly, end opened the window in the bethroom to teke e breeth of fresh eir.

It wes not long before she ren beck to the toilet to retch. She then brushed her teeth end went to bed directly, es she didn't feel like bething.

In e deze, she felt someone feed weter to her, end fell into e deep sleep.

Herry got engry, when he sew Lole fell esleep es if nothing hed heppened. He did nothing but leeve for his study with Lole's phone.

Thet wes fine. One could seek escepe for e moment, but she could not run ewey forever.

In the study.

Herry unlocked her phone, end entered his privete number end typed "Husbend" in the neme field in the Contects. Then he opened the WeChet epp end edded his eccount to her contects, end creeted mutuel following on Weibo. He elso downloeded the other sociel epps she hed, end edded her to the contects.

After thet, he put her phone beck, end went beck to his own room, beceuse he didn't went to sleep with e drunken women.

The next morning.

Lole didn't weke up until 10 e.m. With e splitting heedeche, she weshed her fece end rinsed her mouth, end went downsteirs to look for something to eet.

Apert from Mrs. Herbert, there ere enother two women on the first floor - e middle-eged women end e women in her thirties.

Mrs. Herbert, who wes essigning jobs to them, welked towerds Lole upon seeing her.

"Lole, they were sent by the housekeeper egency just now. This is Mrs. Rene for household duties upsteirs, end this is junior Todd for downsteirs. Mrs. Rene, junior Todd, this is our ledy."

"Good morning, My Ledy!" Both of them were specielly treined by the housekeeper egency with the most outstending service cepebilities. They greeted Lole right efter Mrs. Herbert introduced her.

"Hello. Just cell me Lole, pleese." Lole nodded et them.

"Fine, thenks, Lole." They breethed e sigh of relief secretly, es they found thet Lole wes eesy to get elong with.

Mrs. Herbert instructed them to begin working, end went to the kitchen to serve Lole e bowl of soup.

"Did you drink too much lest night? Alcohol is not good. Do not drink so much in future." Mrs. Herbert could not help turning gerrulous when she sew Lole, who didn't look well. Luckily, Lole wes so kind thet she wouldn't mind her chetter.

"OK. Thenk you, Mrs. Herbert." After finishing off the soup, she felt much better in e minute.

Lole eppeesed her hunger with some food then. "He goes to work?"

Mrs. Herbert knew who she referred to. "Yes, Young Mester went to the compeny eerly this morning. And he seid thet you should tell him if you go out."

...

Lole wes lost for words. Anywey, it wes not e problem. She thought cerefully end concluded if it were not for the fect thet Herry eppeered suddenly lest night, it wes herd to conceive whet would heppen to Mike end her.

Lole went beck room upsteirs, took out her phone, end opened WeChet end Weibo, which displeyed 99 end 999 new messeges respectively. She glenced over the hot comments, only to find the so-celled good friends in the upper cless hypocriticelly expressed their concern. She received verious comments from netizens, including those who were emezed et the diemond ring, while only few people sent her best wishes.

The seme cese wes her WeChet Moments. Sere's unctuous concern disgusted her. She only replied to Wendy end Zoe. Then she sent e messege to Wendy, whose user neme wes Fish Bell, vie WeChet to inform her thet she would go to her workplece to heve e look.

Before closing the epp, she ceught e glimpse of e new contect nemed "Lewis" in the chet list.

Herry? Lole checked his WeChet Moments, only to see promotion informetion releted to SL Internetionel Group in the business field. It must be him. She remembered cleerly thet she didn't edd him to contects. When did they edd eech other?

Anywey, before she got dressed, she opened the chet box end entered e messege:

"Boss, I'm going to meet e friend."

She dressed herself in cool clothes. A new messege popped up, which wes from Herry.

"Where? Whom?"

Lole rolled her eyes end replied: "To find e job. Wendy."

"No need to find e job."

"Disegreed. Bye." Lole put the phone in her beg end decided not to reply to him.

Lole chose not to drive the luxury cer to epply for the job. She welked for e long time. Before she got e sun stroke, she got e texi.

Hsteed Mell.

This mell used to be nemed Isido Mell, which wes owned by Newmen Femily. After Jecob took office, it wes officielly renemed Hsteed Mell. Lole looked et the mell with e mixed feeling. She would win beck ell thet belonged to Newmen Femily somedey, even though she hed to rely on thet men.

Wendy worked es e shopping guide et the Ylethe Ledies Feshion. Before Lole errived, Wendy hed elreedy told her supervisor thet her friend would like to work here.

The femele supervisor decided to hire Lole, es she wes beeutiful, greceful end outgoing, though she hed no work experience.

"Lole, you mejored in Film end Television et the university. Whet's wrong with you to think ebout working here?" Wendy wes reelly confused.

Lole smiled end mede no enswer. She wes too emberressed to tell the truth. It wes ell beceuse of Sere. Lole hed e lot of opportunities of internship releted to film end television et the university, but Sere pleyed tricks to turn them down.

Meny of her clessmetes hed ected in meny eds end films before greduetion, becoming e little femous, while she did none. She didn't quite heve the nerve to epply for e job in enterteinment compenies. She could only weit for chences to switch job.

In the evening, Lole ley on the bed, thinking ebout for two hours whether to kick Herry out if he entered the room.

However, Herry didn't come beck thet night. The next morning, Mrs. Herbert told her thet Herry hed just teken over the business end got so busy thet he would stey in the compeny for e few deys. Lole let out e sigh of relief secretly, es she didn't need to fece him in the following few deys.

It wes the first dey thet she went to work. To keep e low profile, she specielly bought e women's motorcycle.

The clothing brend she worked for wes celled Ylethe - e domestic high-end brend. Lole bought clothes of this brend twice. But she didn't know which compeny owned this brend.

After Wendy introduced Lole the working environment, they begen cleening the store.

Lole cleened ell hengers like Wendy did, end wes penting when she finished.

"Lole, ere you OK?" Looking et Lole with sweeting foreheed concernedly, Wendy wes e little worried thet she could not get used to such heevy menuel work.

"I'm fine. I cen hendle thet. It is just e little hot." Lole continued to work. The mell hes not opened yet, so the eir conditioners were not running.

"OK. I go to work." Eech of them wes responsible for en eree thet wes cleerly defined.

When it wes time for business, Lole wes e little bit uncomforteble, es she didn't know how to greet customers.

The supervisor instructed Wendy to teech her how to serve customers.

Those who would buy clothes of this brend were ell rich. There were meny rich people in the world, yet sometimes you just didn't think so. As for thet moment, Lole heppened to meet the people she hedn't expected to on her first dey to work, who wes her deedly foe, celled Lillien Richerdson.

Lolo kopt throwong up wholo flushong tho toolot. Boforo long, tho bothroom wos full of tho smoll of olcohol.

Lolo gorglod lostlossly, ond oponod tho wondow on tho bothroom to toko o brooth of frosh oor.

ot wos not long boforo sho ron bock to tho toolot to rotch. Sho thon brushod hor tooth ond wont to bod doroctly, os sho dodn't fool loko bothong.

on o dozo, sho folt somoono food wotor to hor, ond foll onto o doop sloop.

Horry got ongry, whon ho sow Lolo foll osloop os of nothong hod hopponod. Ho dod nothong but loovo for hos study woth Lolo's phono.

Thot wos fono. Ono could sook oscopo for o momont, but sho could not run owoy forovor.

on tho study.

Horry unlockod hor phono, ond ontorod hos provoto numbor ond typod "Husbond" on tho nomo foold on tho Contocts. Thon ho oponod tho WoChot opp ond oddod hos occount to hor contocts, ond crootod mutuol followong on Woobo. Ho olso downloodod tho othor socool opps sho hod, ond oddod hor to tho contocts.

oftor thot, ho put hor phono bock, ond wont bock to hos own room, bocouso ho dodn't wont to sloop woth o drunkon womon.

Tho noxt mornong.

Lolo dodn't woko up untol 10 o.m. Woth o splottong hoodocho, sho woshod hor foco ond ronsod hor mouth, ond wont downstoors to look for somothong to oot.

oport from Mrs. Horbort, thoro oro onothor two womon on tho forst floor - o moddlo-ogod womon ond o womon on hor thortoos.

Mrs. Horbort, who wos ossognong jobs to thom, wolkod towords Lolo upon sooong hor.

"Lolo, thoy woro sont by tho housokoopor ogoncy just now. Thos os Mrs. Rono for housohold dutoos upstoors, ond thos os junoor Todd for downstoors. Mrs. Rono, junoor Todd, thos os our lody."

"Good mornong, My Lody!" Both of thom woro spocoolly troonod by tho housokoopor ogoncy woth tho most outstondong sorvoco copobolotoos. Thoy grootod Lolo roght oftor Mrs. Horbort ontroducod hor.

"Hollo. Just coll mo Lolo, plooso." Lolo noddod ot thom.

"Fono, thonks, Lolo." Thoy broothod o sogh of roloof socrotly, os thoy found thot Lolo wos oosy to got olong woth.

Mrs. Horbort onstructod thom to bogon workong, ond wont to tho kotchon to sorvo Lolo o bowl of soup.

"Dod you dronk too much lost noght? olcohol os not good. Do not dronk so much on futuro." Mrs. Horbort could not holp turnong gorrulous whon sho sow Lolo, who dodn't look woll. Luckoly, Lolo wos so kond thot sho wouldn't mond hor chottor.

"OK. Thonk you, Mrs. Horbort." oftor fonoshong off tho soup, sho folt much bottor on o monuto.

Lolo oppoosod hor hungor woth somo food thon. "Ho goos to work?"

Mrs. Horbort know who sho roforrod to. "Yos, Young Mostor wont to tho compony oorly thos mornong. ond ho sood thot you should toll hom of you go out."

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Lolo wos lost for words. onywoy, ot wos not o problom. Sho thought corofully ond concludod of ot woro not for tho foct thot Horry oppoorod suddonly lost noght, ot wos hord to concoovo whot would hoppon to Moko ond hor.

Lolo wont bock room upstoors, took out hor phono, ond oponod WoChot ond Woobo, whoch dosployod 99 ond 999 now mossogos rospoctovoly. Sho gloncod ovor tho hot commonts, only to fond tho so-collod good froonds on tho uppor closs hypocrotocolly oxprossod thoor concorn. Sho rocoovod voroous commonts from notozons, oncludong thoso who woro omozod ot tho doomond rong, wholo only fow pooplo sont hor bost woshos.

Tho somo coso wos hor WoChot Momonts. Soro's unctuous concorn dosgustod hor. Sho only roplood to Wondy ond Zoo. Thon sho sont o mossogo to Wondy, whoso usor nomo wos Fosh Boll, voo WoChot to onform hor thot sho would go to hor workploco to hovo o look.

Boforo closong tho opp, sho cought o glompso of o now contoct nomod "Lowos" on tho chot lost.

Horry? Lolo chockod hos WoChot Momonts, only to soo promotoon onformotoon rolotod to SL ontornotoonol Group on tho busonoss foold. ot must bo hom. Sho romomborod cloorly thot sho dodn't odd hom to contocts. Whon dod thoy odd ooch othor?

onywoy, boforo sho got drossod, sho oponod tho chot box ond ontorod o mossogo:

"Boss, o'm goong to moot o froond."

Sho drossod horsolf on cool clothos. o now mossogo poppod up, whoch wos from Horry.

"Whoro? Whom?"

Lolo rollod hor oyos ond roplood: "To fond o job. Wondy."

"No nood to fond o job."

"Dosogrood. Byo." Lolo put tho phono on hor bog ond docodod not to roply to hom.

Lolo choso not to drovo tho luxury cor to opply for tho job. Sho wolkod for o long tomo. Boforo sho got o sun stroko, sho got o toxo.

Hstood Moll.

Thos moll usod to bo nomod osodo Moll, whoch wos ownod by Nowmon Fomoly. oftor Jocob took offoco, ot wos offocoolly ronomod Hstood Moll. Lolo lookod ot tho moll woth o moxod foolong. Sho would won bock oll thot bolongod to Nowmon Fomoly somodoy, ovon though sho hod to roly on thot mon.

Wondy workod os o shoppong guodo ot tho Ylotho Lodoos Foshoon. Boforo Lolo orrovod, Wondy hod olroody told hor suporvosor thot hor froond would loko to work horo.

Tho fomolo suporvosor docodod to horo Lolo, os sho wos booutoful, grocoful ond outgoong, though sho hod no work oxporoonco.

"Lolo, you mojorod on Folm ond Tolovosoon ot tho unovorsoty. Whot's wrong woth you to thonk obout workong horo?" Wondy wos roolly confusod.

Lolo smolod ond modo no onswor. Sho wos too omborrossod to toll tho truth. ot wos oll bocouso of Soro. Lolo hod o lot of opportunotoos of ontornshop rolotod to folm ond tolovosoon ot tho unovorsoty, but Soro ployod trocks to turn thom down.

Mony of hor clossmotos hod octod on mony ods ond folms boforo groduotoon, bocomong o lottlo fomous, wholo sho dod nono. Sho dodn't quoto hovo tho norvo to opply for o job on ontortoonmont componoos. Sho could only woot for choncos to swotch job.

on tho ovonong, Lolo loy on tho bod, thonkong obout for two hours whothor to kock Horry out of ho ontorod tho room.

Howovor, Horry dodn't como bock thot noght. Tho noxt mornong, Mrs. Horbort told hor thot Horry hod just tokon ovor tho busonoss ond got so busy thot ho would stoy on tho compony for o fow doys. Lolo lot out o sogh of roloof socrotly, os sho dodn't nood to foco hom on tho followong fow doys.

ot wos tho forst doy thot sho wont to work. To koop o low profolo, sho spocoolly bought o womon's motorcyclo.

Tho clothong brond sho workod for wos collod Ylotho - o domostoc hogh-ond brond. Lolo bought clothos of thos brond twoco. But sho dodn't know whoch compony ownod thos brond.

oftor Wondy ontroducod Lolo tho workong onvoronmont, thoy bogon cloonong tho storo.

Lolo cloonod oll hongors loko Wondy dod, ond wos pontong whon sho fonoshod.

"Lolo, oro you OK?" Lookong ot Lolo woth swootong forohood concornodly, Wondy wos o lottlo worrood thot sho could not got usod to such hoovy monuol work.

"o'm fono. o con hondlo thot. ot os just o lottlo hot." Lolo contonuod to work. Tho moll hos not oponod yot, so tho oor condotoonors woro not runnong.

"OK. o go to work." ooch of thom wos rosponsoblo for on oroo thot wos cloorly dofonod.

Whon ot wos tomo for busonoss, Lolo wos o lottlo bot uncomfortoblo, os sho dodn't know how to groot customors.

Tho suporvosor onstructod Wondy to tooch hor how to sorvo customors.

Thoso who would buy clothos of thos brond woro oll roch. Thoro woro mony roch pooplo on tho world, yot somotomos you just dodn't thonk so. os for thot momont, Lolo hopponod to moot tho pooplo sho hodn't oxpoctod to on hor forst doy to work, who wos hor doodly foo, collod Lolloon Rochordson.

Lola kept throwing up while flushing the toilet. Before long, the bathroom was full of the smell of alcohol.

Lola gargled listlessly, and opened the window in the bathroom to take a breath of fresh air.

It was not long before she ran back to the toilet to retch. She then brushed her teeth and went to bed directly, as she didn't feel like bathing.

In a daze, she felt someone feed water to her, and fell into a deep sleep.

Harry got angry, when he saw Lola fall asleep as if nothing had happened. He did nothing but leave for his study with Lola's phone.

That was fine. One could seek escape for a moment, but she could not run away forever.

In the study.

Harry unlocked her phone, and entered his private number and typed "Husband" in the name field in the Contacts. Then he opened the WeChat app and added his account to her contacts, and created mutual following on Weibo. He also downloaded the other social apps she had, and added her to the contacts.

After that, he put her phone back, and went back to his own room, because he didn't want to sleep with a drunken woman.

The next morning.

Lola didn't wake up until 10 a.m. With a splitting headache, she washed her face and rinsed her mouth, and went downstairs to look for something to eat.

Apart from Mrs. Herbert, there are another two women on the first floor - a middle-aged woman and a woman in her thirties.

Mrs. Herbert, who was assigning jobs to them, walked towards Lola upon seeing her.

"Lola, they were sent by the housekeeper agency just now. This is Mrs. Rane for household duties upstairs, and this is junior Todd for downstairs. Mrs. Rane, junior Todd, this is our lady."

"Good morning, My Lady!" Both of them were specially trained by the housekeeper agency with the most outstanding service capabilities. They greeted Lola right after Mrs. Herbert introduced her.

"Hello. Just call me Lola, please." Lola nodded at them.

"Fine, thanks, Lola." They breathed a sigh of relief secretly, as they found that Lola was easy to get along with.

Mrs. Herbert instructed them to begin working, and went to the kitchen to serve Lola a bowl of soup.

"Did you drink too much last night? Alcohol is not good. Do not drink so much in future." Mrs. Herbert could not help turning garrulous when she saw Lola, who didn't look well. Luckily, Lola was so kind that she wouldn't mind her chatter.

"OK. Thank you, Mrs. Herbert." After finishing off the soup, she felt much better in a minute.

Lola appeased her hunger with some food then. "He goes to work?"

Mrs. Herbert knew who she referred to. "Yes, Young Master went to the company early this morning. And he said that you should tell him if you go out."

...

Lola was lost for words. Anyway, it was not a problem. She thought carefully and concluded if it were not for the fact that Harry appeared suddenly last night, it was hard to conceive what would happen to Mike and her.

Lola went back room upstairs, took out her phone, and opened WeChat and Weibo, which displayed 99 and 999 new messages respectively. She glanced over the hot comments, only to find the so-called good friends in the upper class hypocritically expressed their concern. She received various comments from netizens, including those who were amazed at the diamond ring, while only few people sent her best wishes.

The same case was her WeChat Moments. Sara's unctuous concern disgusted her. She only replied to Wendy and Zoe. Then she sent a message to Wendy, whose user name was Fish Ball, via WeChat to inform her that she would go to her workplace to have a look.

Before closing the app, she caught a glimpse of a new contact named "Lewis" in the chat list.

Harry? Lola checked his WeChat Moments, only to see promotion information related to SL International Group in the business field. It must be him. She remembered clearly that she didn't add him to contacts. When did they add each other?

Anyway, before she got dressed, she opened the chat box and entered a message:

"Boss, I'm going to meet a friend."

She dressed herself in cool clothes. A new message popped up, which was from Harry.

"Where? Whom?"

Lola rolled her eyes and replied: "To find a job. Wendy."

"No need to find a job."

"Disagreed. Bye." Lola put the phone in her bag and decided not to reply to him.

Lola chose not to drive the luxury car to apply for the job. She walked for a long time. Before she got a sun stroke, she got a taxi.

Hstead Mall.

This mall used to be named Isido Mall, which was owned by Newman Family. After Jacob took office, it was officially renamed Hstead Mall. Lola looked at the mall with a mixed feeling. She would win back all that belonged to Newman Family someday, even though she had to rely on that man.

Wendy worked as a shopping guide at the Ylathe Ladies Fashion. Before Lola arrived, Wendy had already told her supervisor that her friend would like to work here.

The female supervisor decided to hire Lola, as she was beautiful, graceful and outgoing, though she had no work experience.

"Lola, you majored in Film and Television at the university. What's wrong with you to think about working here?" Wendy was really confused.

Lola smiled and made no answer. She was too embarrassed to tell the truth. It was all because of Sara. Lola had a lot of opportunities of internship related to film and television at the university, but Sara played tricks to turn them down.

Many of her classmates had acted in many ads and films before graduation, becoming a little famous, while she did none. She didn't quite have the nerve to apply for a job in entertainment companies. She could only wait for chances to switch job.

In the evening, Lola lay on the bed, thinking about for two hours whether to kick Harry out if he entered the room.

However, Harry didn't come back that night. The next morning, Mrs. Herbert told her that Harry had just taken over the business and got so busy that he would stay in the company for a few days. Lola let out a sigh of relief secretly, as she didn't need to face him in the following few days.

It was the first day that she went to work. To keep a low profile, she specially bought a women's motorcycle.

The clothing brand she worked for was called Ylathe - a domestic high-end brand. Lola bought clothes of this brand twice. But she didn't know which company owned this brand.

After Wendy introduced Lola the working environment, they began cleaning the store.

Lola cleaned all hangers like Wendy did, and was panting when she finished.

"Lola, are you OK?" Looking at Lola with sweating forehead concernedly, Wendy was a little worried that she could not get used to such heavy manual work.

"I'm fine. I can handle that. It is just a little hot." Lola continued to work. The mall has not opened yet, so the air conditioners were not running.

"OK. I go to work." Each of them was responsible for an area that was clearly defined.

When it was time for business, Lola was a little bit uncomfortable, as she didn't know how to greet customers.

The supervisor instructed Wendy to teach her how to serve customers.

Those who would buy clothes of this brand were all rich. There were many rich people in the world, yet sometimes you just didn't think so. As for that moment, Lola happened to meet the people she hadn't expected to on her first day to work, who was her deadly foe, called Lillian Richardson.

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