Overwhelmed by the Billionaire’s Persistent Pursuit

Chapter 305: Candice stared at the message, stunned. She locked her phone and went to the dining room. Sure enough, several cold dishes were on the table, and a pot of porridge was kept warm in the rice cooker. She glanced at the time displayed on the rice cooker and realized that three hours had passed, meaning Milton had left early in the morning. He must have anticipated that Candice might sleep in until noon, and knowing she might not have an appetite, he prepared porridge and cold dishes-easy-to-digest meals for her.

Candice rubbed her forehead, thinking Milton was too considerate toward her. Initially, he had used their business relationship to keep her close, ensuring he could always consult her on work-related issues. Last night, she had been tricked into promising not to end their contract for the time being. Milton then proposed some irresistible favors, and she yielded. After all, no woman could resist his offers. Candice had to admit Milton was indeed resourceful. She recalled an old saying: even a powerful woman couldn't resist a persistent man.

Candice decided to wash her face and rinse her mouth in the bathroom first. When she finished, she was starving. Although she wanted to refuse Milton's kindness, her stomach said otherwise. So, Candice sat at the table and dug into the food Milton had prepared. It was so delicious it didn't seem like packaged food. Judging by the time Milton had left, it would have been impossible for him to bring takeout. Did he cook again? How could he be so skilled at everything? After lunch, Candice sent him a message out of courtesy. "Thank you.

Lunch was delicious." After a short while, Milton replied, "I'm in a meeting. I'll call you later." Check for updates gαℓησνℯs.cøm Soon after, he sent her another document. "This isn't urgent. You can read it when you have time. Have a rest today." More work again? Candice frowned and opened the document. It was a lawyer's letter he had just received, with many copies and contracts attached. She browsed through it and found it was a complicated case. Candice's eyes widened in shock. How had Milton and Erica gotten into so many troubles?

New problems kept popping up before the old ones were resolved. Suddenly, Candice had a realization. She wouldn't have enough time to deal with the mess created by the two, even if she dropped all her other cases. It was unbelievable! She seemed to have drawn the short end of the stick, as Milton only paid her a basic salary of five million for all the mess she had to clean up. . . .