Breaking Mr. Cold (Giselle and Donovan) novel Chapter 358

A week into her role in Kane Group, Giselle had already familiarized herself with the company's entire structure. She had sat through multiple meetings alongside Donovan and picked up the workflows.

However, she wasn't content with just being Donovan's assistant.

After several discussions and "persuasion", Donovan finally appointed her as the general manager of the Animal Health Department.

The department focused on veterinary medicine. Although it wasn't the company's main line of business, it still brought in close to ten billion dollars in annual profit. A few years back, they had even spun it off into a separate subsidiary to handle R&D and operations exclusively.

With her background in veterinary medicine and years of hands-on experience as a vet, Giselle had a clear advantage in this field. She knew animal care and medication inside out.

But no matter her qualifications, the optics were hard to ignore. A young, attractive woman with little corporate experience stepping in as general manager of a division with over a thousand employees was bound to cause a stir.

People in the branch office were gossiping behind her back. Some despised her, while some even refused to work with her.

However, Giselle couldn't care less about the criticism. She had her own way of handling people.

At this moment, she leaned back in her spacious private office, spinning slowly in the leather chair. With closed eyes, she let the dizzying sense of power wash over her.

In that moment, she understood perfectly why Renee had once been so desperate to marry Anne off into the Kane family.

Only by climbing that high could one effortlessly claim the things most people could never get in their entire lives.

She had no desire to become the kind of person she had once despised.

But the constant pressure from Renee and Anne forced her to take this shortcut for revenge.

"Yes," Donovan replied.

"That means I'll have to sleep alone tonight. I'm not used to it," Giselle said with a face full of reluctance. She leaned in to kiss him deeply.

He responded just as eagerly while lifting her onto the desk. As he cupped her face, he took control and kissed her passionately. His scorching breath drowned her senses.

As they kissed, Giselle's hands wandered of their own accord.

Soon, the two tumbled onto the couch, losing themselves completely. Now that their relationship was legitimate, they moved with effortless ease, bodies alive with pleasure.

Despite his lovesick devotion, she knew love was fickle and had no idea when his passion might fade.