Overwhelmed by the Billionaire’s Persistent Pursuit

Chapter 532: She found it hard to believe how Milton managed to oversee so many companies simultaneously. He truly deserved the title of the richest man. Most importantly, a significant portion of these massive enterprises were entirely owned by Milton, holding 100% of the shares, with no other shareholders involved. Some were jointly owned by Milton and Erica, possibly due to a merger involving Erica's family businesses. In addition, there were companies solely owned by Erica, including the ones Candice had interacted with in relation to her cases. This fact was hard to fathom.

It was no wonder that Bettina had once said no one truly knew how rich Milton was. It had to be an astronomical figure. Candice let out a long sigh. The more she learned about him, the more she realized how distant he was from her. He seemed like an unattainable figure. As she stared at the stacks of documents in front of her, she bit her lip hard. She knew she had to do her job well and keep her emotions in check. Only when her mind was clear could she find calmness. Sigrid, coming from an aristocratic background, was a woman worthy of the Lopez family. What did Candice have?

She didn't know how much time had passed as she read through the papers. She didn't bother checking the time and gradually started feeling drowsy. Eventually, she couldn't keep her eyes open. The coffee didn't taste good, so she hadn't drunk it. She forced herself to stay focused and continued examining the accounting books. However, fatigue eventually overtook her, and she slowly reclined on the sofa to rest. Meanwhile, Milton was engaged in a lengthy discussion with the directors regarding a complex plan. When he left the meeting room and checked his watch, he realized it was late.

He wondered if Candice was still in his office. The lighting on the top floor corridor had dimmed, casting a tranquil atmosphere with its soft yellow glow. The secretaries had finished their work and left for the day. gⱯlnσνℓs․о opens doors to wonder Although the door to his office was closed, the lights inside were still on, visible through the blinds. Candice hadn't left yet. With a slight smile, he admired her unwavering dedication even at such a late hour, as she worked diligently into the night. Gently pushing the door open, he stepped inside the room.

To his surprise, he discovered Candice peacefully asleep amidst a stack of accounting books, looking incredibly adorable. She seemed to feel a little cold, so she crossed her arms over her chest and curled up, her head resting on a pile of accounting books while clutching a book in her hand. The table was cluttered with her scattered notes. Milton approached her slowly, his eyes familiar with the sight of her sleeping face.

Each time he witnessed her slumbering form, he couldn't help but be amazed, especially by her long, silky hair cascading over her chest, inviting daydreams of her captivating figure. It became increasingly challenging for him to restrain himself. . . .