Ads
| Id | Vlad | Saved | Scrape Time | Status | Scrape Result | Original Ad | Adarchiveid | Creative Links | Title | Body | Cta Type | Link Url | Pageid | Page Name | Page Profile Uri | Page Like Count | Collationcount | Collationid | Currency | Enddate | Entitytype | Fevinfo | Gatedtype | Hasuserreported | Hiddensafetydata | Hidedatastatus | Impressionstext | Impressionsindex | Isaaaeligible | Isactive | Isprofilepage | Cta Text | Pageinfo | Pageisdeleted | Pagename | Reachestimate | Reportcount | Ad Creative | Byline | Caption | Dynamic Versions | Effective Authorization Category | Display Format | Link Description | Link Url | Page Welcome Message | Creation Time | Page Profile Picture Url | Page Entity Type | Page Is Profile Page | Instagram Actor Name | Instagram Profile Pic Url | Instagram Url | Instagram Handle | Is Reshared | Version | Branded Content | Current Page Name | Disclaimer Label | Page Is Deleted | Root Reshared Post | Additional Info | Ec Certificates | Country Iso Code | Instagram Branded Content | Spend | Startdate | Statemediarunlabel | Actions |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1,778,365 |
/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281)
'{"alias":1778203}'
|
No | 2024-05-08 18:37 | active | 760 | 0 | 3093493664119893 | š„š„ Click to Read šš»šš» | "Xavier, youād better get this straight: it's me who's dumping you, not the other way round." It took all her willpower not to lash out at the cheating couple. <br /> "I hope you two have a long, 'happy' life together," she spat.<br /> Her boyfriend of three years, the one she had been with through thick and thin, was now engaged to her elder sister.<br /> "It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that Iām here to help." Charles tapped his cufflink, his gaze steady and serene as he watched Noelle.<br /> He was her guardian angel in her darkest hour. "Marry me. I'll bring you unimaginable happiness!"<br /> āāāāāāāā<br /> <br /> Autumn had painted Brookville in shades of gold and crimson when Noelle Shaw stepped off the plane. She grabbed her suitcase and walked out into the crisp air, a familiar sense of home wrapping around her.<br /> A whole year had passed since she left to pursue a corporate training program overseas, and now, she was back just in time.<br /> Her third anniversary with her boyfriend Xavier Harris was just days away, and she had been working nonstop to make it back early enough to surprise him.<br /> She hailed a cab and headed straight for Xavier's office. The moment she walked through the front doors, Alice, the receptionist, gave her a look of total shock. "Ms. Shaw? Youāre back? Are you here for the CEO's engagement party?"<br /> Noelle's brow creased in confusion. "The CEO's engagement party? What are you talking about, Alice?"<br /> "It's Mr. Harris's engagement party with your sister!"<br /> "What?" Noelle's heart skipped a beat, and the happiness drained from her face. "Whose engagement party?"<br /> Alice seemed to realize she had dropped a bombshell and nervously swallowed. "The CEO... and your sister..."<br /> "Where is it happening?"<br /> "The... Golden Oasis Hotel."<br /> It felt like a punch to the gut. Noelle spun on her heel and rushed out. "Driver, take me to the Golden Oasis Hotel, please."<br /> She had not even made it inside the hotel when she saw a huge photo by the entrance. There Xavier was with his arm around Winter Shaw, who looked stunning in her elegant dress. They were gazing into each other's eyes, lost in a world of love.<br /> On her way over, Noelle was psyching herself up. Xavier was her boyfriend. He was hers! The idea of him getting engaged to her sister was just too bizarre. As she arrived, however, reality hit her like a ton of bricks.<br /> She walked in just in time to catch Xavier whispering sweet nothings into Winter's ear, making her cheeks turn a rosy pink.<br /> Noelle felt a surge of anger, her eyes blazing with fury.<br /> How ludicrous it was. Her boyfriend of three years, the one she had been with through thick and thin, was now cozying up to her elder sister while she had been miles away.<br /> Winter Shaw was mingling and toasting with the guests arm in arm with Xavier when she spotted Noelle. Her face drained of color, and her grip on Xavier's hand tightened without her even realizing it.<br /> Xavier's eyes met Noelle's. He paused for a split second, then flashed Winter a comforting smile before walking over to Noelle. "Hey Noelle, did you come to celebrate me and your sister's big day?"<br /> His voice, which was usually so warm and gentle, felt like a knife twisting in her heart. Noelle clenched her jaw. "Celebrate? Celebrate you stabbing me in the back? And Winter, really? Are you that desperate for a man? You knew he was mine, and you... you both..."<br /> Before she could finish, a slap snapped her head to the side, leaving her cheek throbbing.<br /> Holding her face, tears brimming in her eyes, she looked up in disbelief. "Mom!"<br /> "Don't you dare call me 'mom' right now! What kind of daughter or sister acts the way you're acting? It's your sister's engagement, and you can't even be happy for her? Instead, you show up here to make a scene. You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?" Jade Jones was fuming, her eyes shooting daggers at Noelle.<br /> Noelle's heart clenched. "Mom, what are you even saying? Xavier's my boyfriend."<br /> "Your boyfriend? Xavier is your sister's husband. Why do you have to challenge your sister for everything? Iām so disappointed in you."<br /> Noelle could not help but laugh. She stared at her mother, Jade, who had the nerve to twist the truth so blatantly. She turned to Xavier. "Xavier, come on. Tell us who you're really dating."<br /> His brow creased, his gaze on Noelle filled with uncertainty. The firm grip he felt, however, brought him back to the moment. "Noelle, I'm sorry, but there's only ever been one person for me, and that's your sister."<br /> Noelle's heart felt like it was being sliced open as she listened to Xavier's emotionless confession.<br /> What a joke! What bitter irony!<br /> "Xavier, youād better get this straight: it's me who's dumping you, not the other way round." It took all her willpower not to lash out at the cheating couple. "I hope you two have a long, 'happy' life together," she spat.<br /> <br /> Noelle bolted from the hotel, her previously defiant face now streaked with tears.<br /> Out of nowhere, a black Cayenne screeched to a halt, its tires screaming against the pavement. Caught off guard, she tumbled to the ground.<br /> The driver gulped, his eyes darting to the man in the back seat, "Sir... Sir?"<br /> The man in the back, unfazed by the nearby accident, merely glanced at the passenger seat beside him. "Ronald, go see what happened."<br /> "Right away, sir." Ronald was out of the car in a flash, checking the front for any damage.<br /> About six feet ahead of the car, a woman sat on the ground with her eyes wide open, looking totally freaked out. Her cheeks were streaked with tears, and she had obviously been crying. "Miss? Are you okay? Do you need a ride to the hospital?"<br /> Noelle was scared out of her wits. She just gazed at Ronald, lost in shock, until she finally managed to pull herself together and stand up. Without a word, she tried to sidestep him, eager to get away.<br /> Ronald was puzzled by her reaction. "Are you sure you're alright? Do you need any..."<br /> "I... I'm fine, really, I'm okay." Noelle's eyes darted to the black Cayenne. She could not shake off the feeling that someone was watching her, and it sent shivers down her spine. She scowled, hating the feeling, and hobbled away as fast as she could.<br /> Ronald watched her go, confused. He wanted to stop her, but she was dodging him like he was bad news, leaving him speechless.<br /> Back in the car, Ronald noticed the man in the backseat craning his neck to watch the woman through the window. "Sir, we're at the hotel. Do you want to head straight in, or would you like to get out here?"<br /> The man, Charles Hoffman, did not say a word, and Ronald did not dare to make a move.<br /> Watching the petite figure disappear into the distance, Charles let out a slight smirk and tapped his finger against his knee in a steady beat. "Let's head back!"<br /> Ronald was taken aback. "But sir, isn't today..."<br /> Before he could finish, Charles cut him off with a piercing look. "The show's over. There's nothing left to see," Charles said, his words heavy with implication. "Ronald, you seem to be losing your touch."<br /> The Majestic Lounge was Brookville's hotspot, its lights blazing and music pumping every night. Noelle's friend, Rowena Smith, always said it was the prime spot for a wild time after dark.<br /> Noelle was not one for these scenes, but tonight, she was hunched over the bar, downing drinks as if there was no tomorrow. She peered at the sea of unfamiliar faces swirling around her through half-closed eyes.<br /> "Hey there. Did you come here alone?"<br /> A hand clamped onto Noelle's shoulder, the stranger's touch lingering a bit too long. Noelle jerked away, revulsion coursing through her. "Back off."<br /> The guy shot a knowing look at his buddy and smirked at Noelle. "Feisty, aren't you? Back off? Ladies like you just play hard to get, secretly hoping for some attention."<br /> He moved in as if to plant a buss on her, but Noelle shoved him back and stood up, her stance unsteady and her heart racing. She shook her head, trying to clear the fog. "I said back off! Is that so hard to understand?"<br /> She stumbled, nearly toppling over, but the man caught her, his arm snaking around her waist. "See, youāre saying no, but your body's telling a different story."<br /> <br /> Trapped in the man's grip, Noelle struggled to break free, her body refusing to cooperate. Her vision was blurry as she glared at him. "What are you trying to do?"<br /> "Just having a bit of fun..." He chuckled, his voice dripping with sleaze as he steadied her. "Let's go somewhere more entertaining, shall we?"<br /> Noelle might have been out of it, but she could still sense the danger in the man's tone. However, her whole body ached, and she knew she was no match for them. She scanned the area for anyone who could help her, but she was invisible to the passersby.<br /> She spotted a figure approaching through her haze. Acting instinctively, she shoved the two men aside and bolted, slamming right into the newcomer. "Save me!" she gasped.<br /> Her fingers dug into the fabric of the man's shirt, and she inhaled a sharp, clean scent. "Please, save me," she pleaded.<br /> Charles squinted, taking in the woman who had just collided with him. There was a flicker of something sharp in his gaze.<br /> Noelle did not let go, pressing herself against him. Her lips, tainted with the strong smell of booze, were inches from his face, and her cheeks were unnaturally rosy.<br /> "Sir..." Ronald, who was standing a few steps back, watched in disbelief. She had the nerve to approach Charles, yet he was not pushing her away?<br /> Charles shot a cold look at the two men harassing Noelle. "Time to leave, don't you think?"<br /> "Youā¦ Who do you think you are? Do you even know who I am? I had my eye on that girl," one of the men blurted out.<br /> Charles smirked and let out a soft laugh. "You laid a hand on her? Which hand was it? Show me!"<br /> The courage of the other man drained away when he met Charles's icy stare. "Uh... Mr. Hoffman, we didn't realize who you were. We... we haven't touched her, not at all," he stammered, realizing they were in deep trouble.<br /> "Ronald," Charles shot him a look before scooping Noelle into his arms like she was the heroine in some epic romance, āgive these guys a lesson they won't forget. Make it clear that The Majestic Lounge isn't for scum like them."<br /> With Noelle in his arms, Charles spun on his heel and left. Ronald gave a curt nod. "Understood." A sly grin spread across his face as he faced the two troublemakers. "So, which one of you was it that touched the lady?"<br /> The two guys exchanged panicked glances, too scared to utter a word. Ronald let out a mocking scoff. "What, did both of you touch her? Mr. Hoffman wants to let you keep a little bit of your offending hand as a souvenir."<br /> They dropped to their knees with a thud, as pale as ghosts, begging, "Please, have mercy! You can't do this. My dad is a big shot at Evergreen Group..."<br /> Meanwhile, Charles, with Noelle in his arms, was like a walking iceberg.<br /> Noelle felt she was being drained of blood and eaten alive by a swarm of ants. She whimpered, overcome by a wave of dizziness, "It's so hot..."<br /> Charles glanced down at his shirt, which was now a mess thanks to Noelle, and his gaze frosted over. He held her tighter and picked up the pace to the elevator.<br /> Though she was barely conscious, she caught a glimpse of the man's strong profile. The chill from his body was oddly soothing, and she snuggled closer without thinking. Charles's eyes darkened just as the elevator doors slid open, and he stepped out into the unknown.<br /> <br /> At the top of The Majestic Lounge was a room that belonged to Charles alone. He swung the door open and carried Noelle in. She was feeling so awful that she hung onto Charles like she was trying to meld into him, her limbs all over the place with nary a hint of elegance.<br /> He managed to detach Noelle from himself with a bit of a struggle and gently placed her in the bathroom. Taking a deep breath, he dialed Ronaldās number. "I need ice, and make it quick."<br /> Once he ended the call, he saw Noelle trying to get out of the tub. He gently but firmly pushed her back down and turned on the cold tap. "Stay still!"<br /> His voice was firm and grew even more intense as he noticed how the water in the tub accentuated her figure. His gaze sharpened.<br /> Ronald was fast, arriving shortly with two buckets of ice. "Here's the ice, sir."<br /> "Hold on," Charles instructed Ronald. "Just set them down and leave, thanks." His tone was cool and detached.<br /> Ronald raised an eyebrow at Charles's unusual sternness. However, he kept his thoughts to himself and left as told.<br /> Once alone, Charles brought the ice buckets into the bathroom.<br /> Noelle was submerged in the icy water, her body shaking uncontrollably. Her mind was still foggy, and Charles's expression was grim.<br /> Noelle was burning up inside, feeling like she was on the brink of collapse. The icy water was a harsh contrast to that, enveloping her in a torturous chill. She squirmed in agony, but Charles's hands kept her steady, and his voice cut through the haze. "Hang in there. It'll pass soon."<br /> ...<br /> Noelle's eyes fluttered open, her body feeling sore and like it had forgotten how to function. She lay still, gazing up at the stark white ceiling. As the fog in her brain slowly lifted, the memories of last night started to play like a movie in her head.<br /> Her face drained of color as panic flickered across her features. She flung off the covers and was relieved to find herself in pajamas, untouched. Still, that aching... where did it come from?<br /> "You're awake?" A chilly voice cut through the silence, and Noelle's head whipped toward the door. There she saw a man clad in cool elegance and fancy threads who was obviously not your average Joe. His face was so drop-dead gorgeous that even a beauty queen would swoon at him.<br /> Noelle's brow creased in confusion. She did not know this man. As the reality of her situation hit her, she blurted out, "Who are you?" Her voice sounded so harsh and grating that it scared her. The words came out as a dry, quacking mess.<br /> Charles arched an eyebrow, not bothering with an answer. He strolled over, poured her a glass of water, and handed it to her with smooth and elegant hands.<br /> Noelle was taken aback for a second but then grabbed the glass, downing the water with an eagerness that bordered on uncouth. Once the glass was empty, she eyed Charles suspiciously. "Are you the one who rescued me?"<br /> He did not say yes or no, but Noelle let out a relieved breath. "Okay. Thanks for whatever you did last night." She glanced down at her clothes, a silent question hanging in the air, and her expression turned to one of confusion. However, her gratitude remained evident despite the puzzlement.<br /> Charles's gaze landed softly on Noelle's face, his mind replaying her stunning presence from the night before and stirring something within him. "Itās all good, Ms. Shaw. Donāt worry about it," he said, sidestepping the potential embarrassment with a smooth deflection.<br /> Noelle bit her lip, fighting the urge to say more. She would have to deal with the fallout and act like this whole mess never happened. Then, it hit her. "How did you find out my last name is Shaw?"<br /> "Surprised? There's been a lot of buzz about a Ms. Shaw today. Have you not heard?" Charles said, casually fiddling with his cufflinks, looking the picture of cool.<br /> Noelle's face drained of color. "What... What are you talking about?"<br /> "There are many versions of your story. Which one do you want to hear?"<br /> "Who are you, really? And what do you want from me?" | LEARN_MORE | https://c.read4funs.com/ad/aXJvbWFuY2UvMTcxMjc4LzI | 193365490526262 | ForFun-120 | https://facebook.com/61554751622817 | 74 | 1 | 1,480,298,189,234,877 | 2024-05-08 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | ForFun-120 | 120210837652650664 | c.read4funs.com | NONE | video | https://c.read4funs.com/ad/aXJvbWFuY2UvMTcxMjc4LzIwMjQwNTA3MTYwOTQ2L3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 2024-05-07 03:23 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/440890969_7628473323934101_1491168560258978487_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=aSSno0rRnFAQ7kNvgFLlqvh&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfAOqGq9FsPIlPO-xC8dg62ce9Vfbx0XMYrnVl4HENAxyQ&oe=6641C984 | person_profile | 0 | ForFun-120 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/438230481_441625795225554_5227714231969079071_n.jpg?_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=0vO3MlIBp_8Q7kNvgHr8vgy&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfBuW4mchKsKyvJudlNlt-zDwMhbrCygo-aHhfI4IFca-g&oe=6641CD10 | 0 | 3 | ForFun-120 | 0 | 0 | 2024-05-08 02:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||
| 1,778,625 |
/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281)
null |
Yes | 2024-05-08 18:40 | active | 760 | 0 | 1097428048001713 |
|
Click To Read on šThe Dark King: the Wealthiest Man in the Country | Chapter 1: Get This Straight, I Am Billionaire<br /> <br /> The Wilson family reunited on Thanksgiving Day every year. Now, the Wilson Villa's garage was full of luxury cars. In the Villa, A group of young people vied with each other to please Ladyship Wilson.<br /> "Grandma, I am interested in a villa on the Gold Coast. The price is less than one million dollars."<br /> <br /> "Grandma, I want a limited-edition HermĆØs bag."<br /> <br /> "Grandma, I want a Porsche."<br /> <br /> "Grandma, I want a Patek Philippe watch."<br /> <br /> ...<br /> "Fine! If we round off tonight's investment party, I will buy you whatever you want!" While Ladyship Wilson heartily laughed, and the whole Wilson family looked cheerful.<br /> <br /> <br /> Suddenly, Flores Ford, the poor son-in-law of the Wilson family, stepped forward and timidly said, "Grandma, can you buy me an E-scooter so I can deliver food faster?"<br /> <br /> As soon as he finished speaking, all the other members of the Wilson family gaped at him in silence, thinking he had rocks in his head. He was a loser who had never made any contribution to the family. How could he have the nerve to ask for a gift? Moreover, what he wanted was an E-scooter. He was deliberately embarrassing Grandma!<br /> <br /> Ladyship Wilson's smile instantly disappeared. She slammed her cane on the dining table, pointed at Flores, and said, "You piece of trash! Are you here to party or cause trouble?"<br /> <br /> Flores's wife, Stella Wilson, quickly stepped forward and explained, "Grandma, Flores is ignorant. Today is Thanksgiving Day. Please don't blame him."<br /> <br /> <br /> When she was about to pull Flores away, a member of the Wilson family sarcastically said, "Stella, your poor husband is a loser! Today is Thanksgiving Day. It is OK that he came without a gift to Grandma. But how could he have the nerve to ask her for a gift? What a rude man!"<br /> <br /> Ethan Wilson, Ladyship Wilson's favorite grandson, echoed, "I cannot agree with you more. Flores, be aware of your humble status. Fortunately, the business partners we invited have not arrived yet. Otherwise, you will disgrace the Wilson family!"<br /> <br /> Ethan and Stella were the most outstanding young people in the Wilson family, so they were the popular candidates to inherit the Wilson Group. Therefore, Ethan regarded Stella as a vigorous opponent and never missed any opportunity to suppress her.<br /> <br /> At the same time, several luxury cars went into the villa one after another.<br /> <br /> "Who is that man? Why is he wearing an Uber Eats uniform?"<br /> <br /> "Does anyone in the Wilson family make a living by delivering food? It is embarrassing!"<br /> <br /> "I guess he is Stella's good-for-nothing husband!"<br /> <br /> When Stella heard the sarcastic words, her face was ashamed and angry. And she wished the ground would swallow her up right now.<br /> <br /> "You good-for-nothing! Get out of here! Do you want to disgrace the Wilson family in front of outsiders?" While speaking, Ladyship Wilson raised the cane to poke Flores in the chest.<br /> <br /> <br /> "Hurry up and get out!" Ethan raised his foot and kicked Flores. Flores fell to the ground and clenched his fists, feeling humiliated. But Ethan didn't let him go. He pointed at the sign outside the villa and stepped on Flores's face, saying, "Are you blind? Didn't you see the sign outside the villa when you came? It says dogs are not allowed in. You ugly dog, disgraceful piece of sh*t!"<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> "Ethan, Grandma, You are going too far! Flores just wants an E-scooter. Why are you bullying him like this?" Stella was so angry that she trembled with red eyes. After all, Flores was her husband. They had been married for three years and had a great relationship. Today was a family gathering. How could they beat and scold him?<br /> <br /> <br /> Ladyship Wilson said with dignity, "This loser has been a member of the Wilson family for three years. It is a shame that we cannot wash away. Now, I give you two options. If you divorce him and marry Mr. Hill, I will give him an E-scooter and $1,000,000. If you refuse, the Wilson family will confiscate all your property and disown you and the trash!"<br /> Mr. Hill was Tomas Hill, the heir to Matte Mala Inc. Its business spanned catering services, supermarkets, and real estate. Moreover, it ran Sebria's most prominent investment company! The Wilson family had encountered financial difficulties recently, so they needed help from Matte Mala Inc.<br /> <br /> <br /> Suddenly, a tall and handsome young man walked into the villa. He loudly said, "I am Tomas Hill. I will invest US$8,000,000 in Wilson Group. Please check it, Ladyship Wilson!" While speaking, he took out a check and glanced at Flores disdainfully. Then, he looked at Stella and licked his lips. 'She deserved to be called the most beautiful woman in Sebria. I would sleep with her tonight.'<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> Soon, dozens of elites and celebrities in Sebria walked in with their female companions.<br /> <br /> Ladyship Wilson hurried forward, took the check, and happily said, "Mr. Hill, thank you! I always dreamt of you becoming my grandson-in-law!" Then, she turned to look at Stella and asked, "Have you thought about it carefully? Which option will you choose?"<br /> <br /> <br /> Stella shook her head and firmly said, "Grandma, I will not divorce Flores."<br /> <br /> Ladyship Wilson instantly raged and cursed, "You are ungrateful! Drag Flores out! This loser is not allowed to attend tonight's party!"<br /> <br /> Ethan quickly walked over, grabbed Flores, and said, "You trash, the Wilson family will expel you tonight!"<br /> <br /> "Get away from me! I will leave on my own!" Flores had been a pushover for three years. Unexpectedly, he heavily pushed Ethan away with his shoulder this time.<br /> <br /> <br /> Ethan almost fell and felt humiliated. But when he was about to teach Flores a lesson, Flores had strode out of the villa.<br /> <br /> "Flores! I will leave with you!" Stella quickly chased after him.<br /> <br /> <br /> Ladyship Wilson shouted, "If you leave now, I will disown you! You, your parents, and that loser will be kicked out of the Wilson family together!"<br /> <br /> Stella was stunned because she had not expected her grandma to say such ruthless words.<br /> <br /> Flores said outside the villa, "You stay here. Don't worry about me."<br /> <br /> Then, he took out his phone, dialed a number, and coldly said, "Three years have passed. I have passed the test, right?"<br /> <br /> A man respectfully replied, "Yes. King of Malia Palace, you have passed the test! From now on, you are the leader of Malia Palace. We are the world's top force and control more than half of the world's power and wealth. They are at your disposal now! By the way, Andrew Cooper, the richest man in Langel Ykre City, has arrived in Sebria. He will contact you later!"<br /> <br /> "OK!" Flores hung up the phone in a daze. <br /> <br /> <br /> Five years ago, he had been exiled and hunted by his family. When he almost died in an unknown land, a mysterious older man saved his life and spent two years teaching him everything he knew. Then, the older man appointed him the next King of Malia Palace. But there was one condition. Flores must be the son-in-law of the Wilson family for three years! <br /> <br /> The assessment period was finally over! Flores had suffered humiliation for three years! He swore to make them pay a heavy price!<br /> <br /> <br /> Chapter 2: The Pain of Being Rich<br /> <br /> When Flores left five minutes later, everyone laughed at him.<br /> <br /> Soon, the party started in the Wilson family's living room.<br /> <br /> Ladyship Wilson stood in the center of the living room with a her cane. She glanced around and grinned, "Wilson Group would not have gotten where it is now without the help of our friends in Sebria. Now everyone, please introduce the friends you invited here tonight to us!"<br /> <br /> Her words caused a sensation in the living room. According to tradition, whoever invited the most distinguished guest to the Thanksgiving Day party and made an investment would obtain the largest share of resources this year.<br /> <br /> "Grandma, I luckily invited Tesla's regional manager and got an investment of US$1,000,000."<br /> <br /> "Grandma, I invited the vice president of Google's branch and got an investment of US$1,500,000."<br /> <br /> ...<br /> While the members of the Wilson family vied to introduce their guests, Ladyship Wilson shook hands with the investors one by one. Soon, there were only two people left.<br /> <br /> They were Ethan and Stella!<br /> <br /> Stella stood in a corner because she didn't want to socialize with Tomas. Ethan was satisfied to see this. He stepped forward and said, "Grandma, the guest I invited is Mr. Hill."<br /> <br /> "Good job. Mr. Hill, thank you for investing US$8,000,000 in Wilson Group." After Ladyship Wilson thanked Tomas again, she felt more disgusted with Stella, who was unwilling to get a divorce.<br /> <br /> <br /> Seeing Ladyship Wilson's disgusted expression, Ethan exaggeratedly said with a sneer, "Stella, it's time for your grand finale. With your beauty, I believe you can build up many connections." He was insinuating she sold her body to build up connections, and so she had good performances and could compete with him.<br /> <br /> <br /> "You!" Stella ground her teeth with hatred. And her face blushed scarlet. Her father was a gambler, so Ladyship Wilson did not take him seriously. Stella had no resources or power, so she could not invite big shots. Therefore, although she had worked hard and performed well over the years, she had received few resources from the Wilson family.<br /> <br /> <br /> Ethan loudly asked, "What's wrong? Didn't you invite guests this year?" He wanted Stella to be humiliated in front of the investors so she could no longer fight against him in the company.<br /> <br /> <br /> Stella lowered her head and clenched her fists. When she saw Ladyship Wilson and the investors shake their heads in disappointment, she felt like a dagger in her heart. Suddenly, the door opened. Then, two men appeared.<br /> <br /> <br /> One was Flores, who had just been kicked out of the Wilson family. The other was an decent and aristocratic older man.<br /> <br /> Andrew stood with his hands behind his back and imperially said in a resonant voice, "I am Andrew Cooper from Langel Ykre City. Flores and I are good friends. I will invest 10 million dollars in the Wilson Group!"<br /> <br /> Chapter 3: The Richest Man Is My Servant<br /> <br /> After giving Flores a check for $10 million, Andrew turned around and left.<br /> <br /> "Langel Ykre City...the most developed cityļ¼ Could it be Andrew Cooper, the head of the first family of Langel Ykre City!"<br /> <br /> "It's him! I've seen him on TV!"<br /> <br /> "Oh my gosh! I did not expect Andrew to come to the Wilson Group's party. No other companies in Sebria could have such an honor!"<br /> <br /> Everyone in Wilson Villa was in shock.<br /> <br /> Ethan loudly said, "Stop talking nonsense! Andrew is such a big shot, while Flores is a loser. How can they be good friends? Flores, tell us the truth! Where did you hire the actor to pretend to be Andrew? Do you know the Wilson Group will get in big trouble if you offend the Cooper family?" He would never believe the loser had anything to do with the most powerful family in Langel Ykre City!<br /> <br /> <br /> Everyone instantly turned to look at Flores, including Stella. Her beautiful eyes were full of surprise. Flores had been kicked out of the Wilson family. How could he connect with the wealthiest man in Langel Ykre City within less than half an hour?<br /> <br /> Flores aggressively retorted, "It is OK that you suspect he is an imposter. But can't you see the check for $10 million? Are you blind?" As the King of Malia Palace, almost half the world's wealthiest men were his servants. Andrew was inconspicuous among them. He temporarily served as Flores's liaison between Sebria and Malia Palace.<br /> <br /> <br /> Ethan rushed forward and grabbed the check, saying, "Bah! Don't bullsh*t me! I know it's a fake check!" When he was about to tear it, Ladyship Wilson hit the cane to the ground, saying, "Stop!"<br /> Then, she reached out to take the check from Ethan and carefully examined it.<br /> <br /> <br /> As the head of the Wilson family and the president of the Wilson Group, she could tell whether a check was fake or not by eyes.<br /> <br /> After a long time, <br /> <br /> she took a deep breath and said, "This check is real! I have the honor to meet Mr. Cooper at a cocktail party before. The man just now is him! Stella, well done!" Ladyship Wilson gave Stella a rare smile. As far as Ladyship Wilson knew, Flores could not invite such a big shot to their party.<br /> <br /> <br /> "Grandma..." When Stella was about to explain that Flores should take the credit, he stopped her and smiled, "There is no need to explain." It did not matter what others thought of him. He had done it to make his wife happy.<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> Stella looked at Flores in confusion. She somehow felt there was something different about him today.<br /> <br /> The party lasted until late at night.<br /> <br /> ***<br /> <br /> Late at night, at the Wilson Villa.<br /> Ladyship Wilson sat in the main seat of Wilson Villa and solemnly said, "Today's party was successful. Ethan and Stella, you both did a good job! However, everyone should know although we got 30 million dollars tonight, we need another 100 million to get through our current crisis."<br /> <br /> The members of the Wilson family all looked worried. Some of them couldn't help sighing softly. The Wilson Group had heavily invested in the Century Garden project. Nearly two-thirds of the construction had been completed. But it had failed to pass the quality inspection. It meant the 500 million dollars investment might go down the drain! The only way to save the Wilson Group was to inject much money to revitalize their assets.<br /> <br /> Ladyship Wilson rubbed her forehead and asked deeply, "Who can get more investments or loans?"<br /> <br /> Hearing this, everyone looked at each other and shook their heads with wry smiles. More investments? They had used all their connections tonight. As for loans, most people in the Wilson family only wanted to get dividends every year. So, they were unwilling to let the company have huge liabilities.<br /> <br /> Seeing everyone keep silent, Ladyship instantly got angry. She said, "Why? You are proactive when you get the dividends. But what it is now? We are in big trouble. You only got 30 million dollars tonight and want me to believe you've tried your best?"<br /> <br /> Ethan comforted her, saying, "Grandma, please calm down. Your health is the most important. I will figure out a way!" After he quickly glanced around, his gaze fell on Stella.<br /> <br /> <br /> He looked at her mockingly and said, "Stella is capable. She knows the head of the Cooper family. Maybe she can solve our financial problem!"<br /> <br /> "Yeah! Stella knows Andrew! He is a big shot!"<br /> <br /> "200 or 300 million dollars is a small amount to him!"<br /> <br /> "Stella, the Wilson family has treated you well. It's time for you to repay!"<br /> <br /> After hearing Ethan's words, everyone seemed to have gotten a straw to clutch at and couldn't wait to persuade Stella.<br /> <br /> After silence, Ladyship Wilson expectantly asked, "Stella, can you do it?"<br /> <br /> <br /> Chapter 4: A Hundred-Million-Dollar Bet<br /> <br /> Fearing Stella would reject, Ladyship Wilson added, "Don't worry. The Wilson family will reward you if you get a huge investment from Andrew. And I will never force you to divorce Flores again!"<br /> <br /> "Me?" Stella found herself in a woeful predicament. After all, she didn't know Andrew.<br /> <br /> <br /> At the thought of this, she couldn't help glancing at Flores, wondering if he could solve the problem. But he was dozing off! 'I should not have had hope for him! I am stupid.' She felt bitter in her heart.<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> She had no choice but to tell the truth, saying, "Grandma, to tell you the truth, I don't know Andrew! It is Flores who brought him here! So, I can't get the investment."<br /> <br /> Ladyship Wilson's smile instantly disappeared. Seeing her pull a long face, Ethan loudly mocked, "Stella, I did not expect you to be so heartless. You are unwilling to help your family! Your lie is lame. How could that loser know Andrew? Why don't you say Flores is the richest man in the world and Andrew is his henchman?"<br /> He wanted Stella to lose the qualification to compete with him for the position of head of the family today.<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> Suddenly, he loudly snapped, "Do you hold grudges against Grandma because she has neglected you these years? You feel wronged, so you want to take the opportunity to seek revenge, right?"<br /> <br /> Stella denied with a pale face, "No! You misunderstood." Once Ethan successfully framed her, she would lose Grandma's trust. And her family might be expelled from the Wilson family.<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> Ethan turned to look at Ladyship Wilson and said, "Grandma, I have a suggestion. Whoever gets a 100-million-dollar investment within a week will be the heir of the Wilson family. Do you think it's feasible?"<br /> <br /> Ladyship Wilson looked between Ethan and Stella. Seeing him so confident, she made up her mind. 'Ethan will take over the Wilson Group sooner or later. He and Tomas are good friends. They might have already reached an agreement about the 100-million-dollar investment. I should take the opportunity to decide on the heir!'<br /> <br /> <br /> Thinking of this, Ladyship Wilson agreed, "OK!"<br /> <br /> "Thank you, Grandma!" Ethan had a barrel of fun to hear this. He turned to look at Stella and said, "Stella, do you dare to bet? I don't think you should blame me for bullying you. I will give up the inheritance to you if you get an investment of 50 million dollars! But if you lose, you will be expelled from the Wilson family with nothing! Do you dare to take the bet?"<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> "You!" Stella clenched her fists and resentfully looked at Ethan because he took no prisoners! 'What should I do? The position of the heir proves an irresistible temptation to me! But if I lose the bet, they will confiscate our property and kick my parents, sister, and me out of the Wilson family! Ethan is evil. He will make me suffer more. He may even play dirty tricks to force me to sleep with Tomas.'<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> Ethan loudly asked, "Why? Don't you dare to bet?" Stella was his strongest competitor. He must seize this opportunity to destroy her!<br /> <br /> <br /> Hearing his words, Flores slowly opened his eyes and said, "Honey, bet with him. Believe me." The position of the heir to the Wilson family meant nothing to Flores. But since his wife liked it, he would give it to her.<br /> <br /> <br /> Stella's mind was a mess. She did want to compete for the position of the heir. After hearing Flores's words, she suddenly decided to bet!<br /> <br /> When he and Andrew suddenly appeared during the day, she was shocked. It was probably what made her feel his words magically convincing. After making up her mind, she ground her white teeth, stood up, and replied, "As you wish, I will bet with you!"<br /> <br /> Seeing her step into his trap, Ethan suppressed the excitement in his heart and said, "Great! Grandma and everyone present witness our bet. You can't get back on your words!" Stella quickly replied, "Don't worry. I am not as shameless as you!ā<br /> <br /> She would not back down. Since she had decided to fight, she would go all out!<br /> <br /> "Grandma, I feel a little unwell. I'm going back!" Stella's mind was a mess. She could no longer sit still, so she made an excuse to leave. Seeing this, Flores quickly got up and followed her out.<br /> <br /> <br /> Seeing them leaving, Ethan made a plan in his mind. <br /> "Hmph! A good-for-nothing man and an unfavored woman! I will drive you out of the Wilson family! Wait and see!"<br /> <br /> <br /> ***<br /> <br /> Stella nervously asked in the car, "Flores, tell me the truth. How did you know Andrew?"<br /> 'If Flores and Andrew have a good relationship for real, maybe I can get the investment!' She thought.<br /> <br /> <br /> Flores made up a story with a serious face, saying, "It is a coincidence. Andrew is my old school friend's father. When I was driven out, I came across him at the door. He said he wanted to invest in the Wilson Group, so I led him to the banquet." He did not want to reveal his identity, fearing it would scare Stella.<br /> <br /> <br /> "What? So, you are not close friends." Stella felt more depressed. And her mind became messier.<br /> <br /> <br /> She did not want to give up, so she asked, "Do you know anyone from banks or Investment Firms?"<br /> <br /> Flores shook his head and honestly replied, "No. I don't know such people!" Indeed, He had just taken over Malia Palace and had no connections in Sebria.<br /> <br /> <br /> Squeak! Stella slammed on the brakes and stared at Flores, saying, "Flores, why did you do this to me? Since you don't have any connections, you should not have confidently asked me to bet with Ethan. They will kick us out of the Wilson family if we lose!"<br /> <br /> Chapter 5: What's It Like to Spend Ten Billion in Ten Minutes?<br /> "You're my wife. How could I let you lose this bet?" Flores said confidently.<br /> "You... are hopeless!" Stella was completely disappointed in Flores. "Looks like I'll have to go from bank to bank, hoping to secure some loans." At this point, Stella had no other choice.<br /> "Don't worry, Stella. You have to believe in yourself!" Flores looked at Stella's anxiety and couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing. The king of Malia Palace, worrying about money?<br /> "Heh, I'll believe you when pigs fly!" Stella glared at Flores bitterly. Indeed, this man was completely unreliable!<br /> ***<br /> The next morning, after preparing breakfast, Flores went out alone.<br /> Shortly after, Flores stood in front of the Global Investment and strode in.<br /> "Sir, do you have an appointment?" the pretty receptionist asked politely, standing up.<br /> "I'm here to see Samuel Phillips. He should know I'm coming," Flores said casually. Before coming, he had instructed Andrew Cooper and Global Investment over the phone, but he didn't reveal his true identity.<br /> "Alright, please wait a moment!" The receptionist, hearing Flores directly mention the company's general manager, figured he was an important guest and promptly called the general manager's office to inquire.<br /> Five minutes later, Flores was sitting in Samuel Phillips's luxurious office.<br /> "I'm Samuel Phillips. Mr. Cooper has already spoken to me over the phone. What can I do for you? And how should I address you?" Samuel Phillips leaned back on the sofa, crossing his hands in front of him and scrutinizing Flores.<br /> Samuel Phillips wondered what the relationship was between this young man and the Cooper family. Andrew Cooper didn't clarify it on the phone yesterday, only saying that no matter what Flores requested, it must be fully satisfied. However, he wasn't going to help just anyone. It depended on the person's qualifications!<br /> "I'm Flores Ford. I'm here today to discuss investing in the Wilson Group with you," Flores truthfully stated his purpose.<br /> "Flores Ford? Wilson Group?" Samuel Phillips frowned, feeling that the name of Flores Ford sounded very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.<br /> The next moment, he slapped his thigh, unable to believe it, and asked incredulously, "You're that useless son-in-law of the Wilson family, Flores Ford?"<br /> The Wilson family was famous in Sebria City, and Stella was a rare beauty. So, the fact that Stella married and brought in a freeloading son-in-law was well-known throughout the city!<br /> "Yes, I'm the one you're talking about," Flores frowned slightly, feeling dissatisfied. It seemed that the general manager of Global Investment didn't value him at all!<br /> "Heh, I was wondering who it was. Turns out it's you, a useless man. You're here today to get us to invest in the Wilson Group, right? Sorry, I can't help you, and I don't want to help a waste!" Samuel Phillips lost interest as soon as he learned about Flores's status as a freeloading son-in-law to a rich family. āI will never believe that a failure like him has any special relationship with Andrew Cooper. Besides, if the upper class found out I was afraid of a well-known failure, I'd probably become the laughingstock of the city!ā<br /> "Are you sure?! Can I hear the reason?" Flores sneered, his face turning cold. If someone wasnāt smart enough, he didn't need to give them any respect!<br /> "The reason? Look at you, a shameless, useless son-in-law like you thinks you're qualified to talk to me? And I know about the Wilson Group's situation. The financial chain is broken, and there's no way out! Get lost! Don't let the door hit you on the way out!" Samuel Phillips stood up, brushed off his clothes, and rudely drove Flores out.<br /> "If you apologize right now and invest in the Wilson Group, I can pretend nothing happened. Otherwise, you won't be able to handle my wrath!" Flores said coldly.<br /> "Hahaha! You... are you kidding me?! Let me apologize to you and fear your wrath? You're truly ridiculous!" Samuel Phillips laughed loudly, looking at Flores as if he were looking at a fool.<br /> "Don't worry, I'll show you what real fear is!" Flores said with a cold smile, then took out his phone and dialed a number, calling Andrew Cooper. "No matter what means you use! In ten minutes, I'll make Global Investment mine!"<br /> After saying this, Flores hung up the phone and closed his eyes to relax. Samuel Phillips's fate was sealed from the moment he insulted him!<br /> "Hahaha! Acquire Global Investment in ten minutes? Do you know how much Global Investment is worth now? Five billion! Do you understand the concept of five billion? Fine, I'll wait for you for ten minutes. After ten minutes, I'll have security strip you naked and throw you out!" Samuel Phillips said fiercely. Could anyone come up with five billion in ten minutes? Maybe someone could! But definitely not this useless son-in-law standing before him!<br /> Soon, ten minutes passed!<br /> "You useless fool, now I'll show you how miserable it is to offend me!" Samuel Phillips sneered, but just as he was about to call in security to take Flores away, his phone rang.<br /> "Hello, boss!" Samuel Phillips immediately straightened up and greeted respectfully, his face filled with a flattering smile. But this smile quickly disappeared.<br /> "W... what? Boss, are you kidding me? You're actually selling Global Investment? Itās doing so well! What? Sold for ten billion?!" Samuel Phillips's face turned extremely pale in an instant, his eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets! The person who bought Global Investment for ten billion, the person he had just mocked as a useless fool... he was dumbstruck on the spot!<br /> Samuel Phillips's phone dropped to the ground, his face ashen. Samuel Phillips knew he was finished, utterly finished!<br /> "I'm sorry! Ten billion is just pocket change to me!" Flores stood up and said lightly.<br /> Samuel Phillips was so frightened that he fell off his chair. Ten billion! And it was just pocket change? He dared not think about how terrifying of a person he had offended?<br /> "Mr. Ford, I was wrong! I was really wrong! Please spare me!" Samuel Phillips got up and knelt down again, begging for forgiveness while banging his head hard against the floor.<br /> Chapter 6: The Ten Billion Acquisition<br /> Samuel Phillips thought, āAt this point, losing my position is a small matter. The real issue is, he can easily produce a ten billion, so he can dispose of me as if I were a waste.ā<br /> "Sorry? Itās too late!" Flores smirked and sat directly in Samuel Phillips's chair.<br /> Just then, the office door swung open, and nearly ten people rushed in, lining up obediently on both sides, their faces filled with fear. They were all executives of Global Investment, and upon receiving the notice, they rushed over immediately.<br /> "Old Andrew moves fast!" Flores looked at the trembling people around him, knowing well that Andrew Cooper had arranged this.<br /> "No need for extra words. Investigate Samuel Phillips thoroughly! I want to see satisfactory results in a week!" Flores, high and mighty, looked down at everyone and gave the order.<br /> "Got it! We'll get the job done!" The executive in charge of the task responded without hesitation.<br /> In an instant, Samuel Phillips felt like he'd been struck by lightning, almost fainting on the spot. During his tenure as general manager, he had nearly complete control, engaging in all sorts of illegal activities. With this investigation, he'd likely spend the rest of his life in prison!<br /> "By the way, what's your name? How long have you been working at the company?" Flores ignored the collapsed Samuel Phillips and turned to the beautiful woman pouring tea for him. This woman was the receptionist who had just led Flores into the office.<br /> "Sir, my name is Mila Robinson. I've been with the company for five years!" Mila's heart was pounding nervously, relieved that she hadn't offended Flores earlier.<br /> "Good! From now on, Mila is the new General Manager of the company, and your salaries will be doubled. But if anyone dares to question the GM or cause trouble, you'll be fired on the spot!" Flores said sternly, commanding respect with both kindness and toughness. The goal was to have everyone completely convinced. As for why he appointed Mila as General Manager, it was partly because of appreciation and partly for future convenience in communicating and cooperating with Stella.<br /> "Thank you, Sir!" Mila's eyes were moist with excitement. She graduated from a prestigious university and was capable. But because she refused to sleep with Samuel Phillips, she had been gradually demoted to receptionist over the past five years. Now, she finally had a chance to shine.<br /> Flores nodded lightly. After everyone else left the office, he stayed behind to instruct Mila on investing in the Wilson Group.<br /> "Remember! In this investment, you can only deal with Stella, and you must not let her know that I am the owner of Global Investment. Understood?" Flores emphasized the important points repeatedly.<br /> "Understood!" Mila nodded heavily, feeling even more envious of Stella. Stella had such an outstanding husband; what a lucky woman!<br /> With everything arranged, Flores left Global Investment.<br /> ***<br /> "Hey, honey, over here!" Flores stood beneath the Wilson Group building, one hand holding onto his bike, the other waving high in the air.<br /> "What are you up to? I was just about to head to the bank to see if I could secure a loan! Now the whole company is ready to laugh at me, but no matter what, I'm going to give it my all!" Stella gritted her teeth, though she looked fragile on the outside, she was incredibly strong-willed.<br /> "Huh, who dares laugh at my wife? Come on, hop on, honey, Iām taking you for a ride to negotiate a big investment!" Flores chuckled, patting the back seat of his bike.<br /> "Silly man!" Stella couldn't contain her frustration at Flores's carefree attitude. Just as she turned to leave, Flores lifted her up with one hand and placed her on the bike.<br /> "You!" Stella's face flushed pink. Since they got married, this was the first time Flores had been so intimately physical with her.<br /> ***<br /> Half an hour later.<br /> "Babe, get off, we're here!" Flores set Stella down and found a spot to park his bike.<br /> "Flores! You're not suggesting we go to Global Investment to discuss business, are you?" Stella asked through gritted teeth, staring at the gleaming golden letters in front of the building. Global Investment, worth billions, was definitely a behemoth in Sebria City. It ranked in the top ten in the entire Sottish State.<br /> "Yeah, I've already had Andrew Cooper set up a meeting with their General Manager. Come on, let's go! I'll wait here for good news!" Worried that Stella might continue to question him, Flores hurried her along.<br /> "Andrew Cooper... fine!" Stella wasn't going to believe it at all, but at the mention of Andrew Cooper's name, she couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope.<br /> "Flores, if you're lying to me, you're in big trouble!" With a deep breath, Stella walked into the gates of Global Investment with a nervous heart.<br /> The next moment, a soft, pleasant voice greeted her. "Hello! Are you Miss Stella Wilson?"<br /> <br /> Chapter 7: The Lucky Star Investing 500 Million<br /> "I... I am!" Stella was already nervous, and the sudden voice startled her. She looked up and saw a young woman in professional attire standing nearby with a smile.<br /> "Hello! Esteemed guest, please follow me. Our GM is waiting for you in the office!" The young woman, now confirmed to be the new receptionist, seemed very reserved, as if she were hosting someone important. The GM personally instructed her to ensure she greeted a woman named Stella Wilson at the door, and she couldn't afford to be negligent!<br /> "Oh, alright!" Stella was a bit dazed; her mind seemed insufficient. An esteemed guest? The GM of Global Investment waiting for her? It felt like she was dreaming!<br /> A moment later, Stella arrived at Mila's office.<br /> "Miss Wilson, hello! I'm Mila Robinson, the GM of Global Investment. It's a pleasure to finally meet you!" Mila rushed forward to greet Stella, inwardly marveling at Stella's beauty, which seemed capable to make everyone fall for her.<br /> "Miss Robinson, hello!" Stella was slightly surprised. She hadn't expected the GM of Global Investment to be so young and beautiful!<br /> After a brief chat, the conversation between the two got to the point.<br /> "Miss Robinson, I actually came to your company mainly for Wilson Group..." Stella straightened up, feeling a bit nervous.<br /> "Miss Wilson, I think... there's no need to waste any more time on this matter!" Mila waved her hand, cutting off Stella's words directly.<br /> "What... what?" Stella couldn't believe her ears. From the moment she walked in until now, Mila's words seemed to be trying to please her. But why was she so straightforwardly refusing to discuss the crucial issue? What was she really thinking?<br /> "What I mean is, Global Investment won't invest in Wilson Group! Because it is pretty sure that this deal is a loss!" Mila explained with a faint smile.<br /> "Oh, I see. Then I'll... just go. Sorry for disturbing!" Stella's hopes were shattered. She felt a bit powerless as she prepared to leave. It seemed that Mila's warm reception earlier was just a formality because of Andrew Cooper.<br /> "Wait, Miss Wilson, I think you've misunderstood me!" Mila saw Stella about to leave the office and hurriedly got up to stop her, feeling a cold sweat on her back. āIf Miss Wilson leaves and I canāt complete the boss's task, my position as CEO would likely be in jeopardy!ā<br /> "Let me explain further. Global Investment won't invest in Wilson Group, but we can invest in you!" Mila was afraid of any more misunderstandings and quickly finished her sentence.<br /> "Invest in me?" Stella's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief. She couldn't understand why.<br /> "Yes! We at Global Investment have decided to invest 500 million in you! The contract is ready, and once you sign it, the project will be completely finalized!" Mila took out a contract from her desk and handed it to Stella.<br /> "Five... five hundred million?" Stella's eyes widened, finding it hard to believe! Her goal was only fifty million, so how did she suddenly end up with five hundred million for no reason?<br /> "Miss Robinson, you're... not joking, are you?" Stella asked suspiciously.<br /> "You can carefully read the contract." Mila smiled, sipping her coffee. She couldn't help but feel even more envious of Stella. Why couldn't she encounter such a wealthy husband who could effortlessly invest five hundred million!?<br /> Stella sat down still with doubt, and began to scrutinize the contract word by word. The more she read, the wider her eyes became. ā500 million! Itās really a five-hundred-million-dollar investment! Moreover, Global Investment has already signed and stamped the contract; all that is left is my signature!ā<br /> "May I ask why?" Stella sighed deeply, suppressing her excitement and asked. Not investing in Wilson Group, but investing in herself?! She wasn't naive enough to think she was worth more than Wilson Group!<br /> "Because... you have a lucky star!" Mila smiled mysteriously and answered playfully.<br /> "A Lucky star?! Who is it!?" Stella slightly furrowed her brows. Was it Andrew Cooper?! But even he might not have such great power, right?!<br /> "Miss Wilson, if you still doubt our investment, I don't think we need to cooperate anymore!" Mila immediately dropped her smile and replied sternly. She hadn't expected to slip up almost revealing Flores's identity! Suddenly, her back was drenched in cold sweat.<br /> "Okay, I won't ask anymore." With that, Stella swiftly signed her name on the contract.<br /> "Looking forward to cooperating with you!" After signing the contract, Mila personally escorted Stella to the door.<br /> Along the way, Stella seemed a bit absent-minded. āWho is the lucky star that the GM mentioned?! Why would he help me?! That is f500 million dollars!ā<br /> "Take care, Miss Wilson. The investment funds will be transferred to your designated account tomorrow," Mila said, feeling relaxed as she had perfectly completed the first task assigned by her boss.<br /> Just then, Stella seemed to suddenly remember something, her pretty face full of surprise. She slowly turned around and asked, "Miss Robinson, I noticed on the contract just now, your boss seems to be called Mr. Ford?!"<br /> <br /> Chapter 8: Hotel Meeting<br /> At this moment, the name Ford, signed on the contract, felt like it was etched into Stella's mind. āFord? Not investing in Wilson Group but willing to invest in me? And it's a whopping five hundred million! Could it be... Flores? Who else would go to such lengths for me? So Flores confidently urged me to accept the bet during the meeting, then brought me to Global Investment with such assurance? Everything is within his control!ā The more Stella thought about it, the faster her heart pounded, as if it might burst out of her chest!<br /> "Yes! Our boss is from the Ford family of Capital Eriaru! Miss Wilson, please keep this confidential. Our boss prefers to keep their identity private," Mila replied calmly after a momentary lapse in her expression. As for the Capital Eriaru Ford family, it was just a cover story Mila concocted to dispel Stella's doubts.<br /> "Capital Eriaru? I must have been imagining things!" Stella chuckled self-deprecatingly. āThe scion of the Capital Eriaru's prominent family coming to the humble Wilson family as a freeloading son-in-law for three years and enduring humiliation? No way!ā Soon, Stella completely dismissed her absurd speculation.<br /> ***<br /> Moments later.<br /> "Honey, everything went smoothly, right?" Flores rode the bike to take Stella towards home.<br /> "Yeah! I got the contract!" Stella waved the contract, smiling. With the investment settled, she felt much lighter.<br /> "Haha! You're amazing! Remember to bring me to the meeting tomorrow. I want to see how Ethan cries after losing the bet!" Flores said.<br /> "Yeah! By the way, Flores, do you know... the Ford family from Capital Eriaru?" Stella bit her lip, unable to resist asking.<br /> "Not really," Flores shook his head, his smile fading, replaced by a glint of severity in his eyes.<br /> "Well... thank you, anyway!" Stella watched Flores's retreating figure, whispering softly. She knew that even if Flores wasn't the boss of Global Investment, without him, she wouldn't have secured the 500 million investment!<br /> "Haha, you're my wife! It's only right! Besides, now that you're the future head of the family, I can spend your money even more!" Flores quickly regained his composure, teasing half-seriously.<br /> Stella was left wordless.<br /> ***<br /> Late at night, in a luxurious suite at a hotel.<br /> "How's it going? Did that worthless woman run around looking for banks today?" Ethan mocked, swirling his wine. The thought of Stella being rejected time and again brought him immense satisfaction!<br /> "Uh... no! She just went to Global Investment, then left half an hour later!" his lackey respectfully replied. He had followed Stella all day.<br /> "Global Investment? With whom?" Tomas sitting beside him asked curiously. Samuel Phillips, the general manager of Global Investment, was his uncle, and it was through this relationship that the financial business of Matte Mala Inc. continued to thrive.<br /> "She went with Flores on a bike!" the subordinate reported truthfully.<br /> "Hahaha! On a bike?! Idiot! Do they even know what Global Investment is?! She probably didn't even get to see my uncle's face and was kicked out!" Tomas said confidently. Since Samuel Phillips's investigation was being conducted in secret, he was unaware that his uncle had been fired.<br /> āHaha, Mr. Hill, you are right! By the way, I wonder when we'll be able to sign the loan contract between Matte Mala Inc. and Wilson Group?' Ethan asked excitedly. Signing this contract would make him the sole heir of the Wilson family.<br /> ā'I've already discussed it with my father. Matte Mala Inc. currently has fifty million in liquid assets, and my uncle has agreed to invest one hundred million in our company, which should arrive in the next two days. So, without any unexpected developments, I'll be able to deliver the contract to you tomorrow morning!' Tomas declared confidently, patting his chest."<br /> "Alright! Mr. Hill, you are so reliable! Once I become the head of the Wilson family, you'll definitely get your share of benefits! Come on, let's toast to our collaboration!" Ethan exclaimed with joy, raising his glass and inviting Mr. Hill to join him.<br /> "Heh, Mr. Wilson, you know me. Money doesn't matter to me. As long as you remember your promise to let Stella accompany me for a night!" Tomas smirked, his eyes gleaming with lust. He had been craving Stella's beauty for a long time and couldn't wait to have her.<br /> "I always keep my word! Once I win the bet, Stella and her family will be completely ousted from the Wilsons. By then, she'll probably have trouble even putting food on the table. Just give her some money, and Mr. Hill can have your way with her however you wish!" Ethan said with a sinister grin, his eyes filled with malice.<br /> ***<br /> The next day, all members of the Wilson family gathered in the meeting room early.<br /> "Heh, Stella still hasn't shown up. Did she give up just like her useless husband?" Ethan looked around with disdain, his face full of contempt.<br /> <br /> Chapter 9: Earn 100 Million<br /> "I don't think we need to wait any longer, it's a waste of time!"<br /> "If Stella can bring in money, I'll eat my hat!"<br /> "Ethan, you're still too kind! What's the use of giving her a chance? Useless people have no hopes!"<br /> The peripheral members of the Wilson family chimed in one after another, trying to please Ethan.<br /> "Quiet down! No need to wait. Ethan, just tell everyone about your accomplishments!" Ladyship Wilson said impatiently with her eyes half-closed. She had never held any hope for Stella. Agreeing to their bet was merely a pretext to secure Ethan's position as heir.<br /> "Yes, Grandma!" Ethan suppressed his excitement. He knew the game was won!<br /> "Everyone, look, this morning Mr. Hill personally delivered this contract to me! Matte Mala Inc. has signed and sealed it! The loan amount is 100 million!" Ethan took out a contract from his briefcase and respectfully handed it to Ladyship Wilson.<br /> "100 million?! Ethan, you're truly amazing!"<br /> "You're the best! Wilson Group is saved!"<br /> "Yeah! Thinking back, it's really laughable how Stella thought she could compete with Ethan!"<br /> As soon as everyone heard that Ethan had secured a 100-million investment, they were ecstatic.<br /> "Well done!" Ladyship Wilson smiled and looked at the contract, excitedly repeating "well done" three times. With this investment, Wilson Group was saved!<br /> "Ethan's contributions are obvious to everyone. Now, I announce that the next heir of Wilson Group will be..." Ladyship Wilson surveyed the room, loudly announcing.<br /> "Here it comes! Here it comes!" Ethan clenched his fists, his body trembling with excitement.<br /> "Hold on!" Just then, a voice sounded from the doorway, it was Flores!<br /> "You useless waste! What qualifications do you have to attend this meeting? Get out of here!" Ethan was so angry. He was just about to be declared the heir!<br /> "Oh? Then do I have qualifications?" Ethan, don't forget our bet! Now I'm not even here yet, and you're eager to announce the result. Are you afraid?" Stella followed Flores in, unceremoniously questioning Ethan. She had already won this bet!<br /> "Oh, who do we have here? Turns out it's the coward Stella. I thought you'd be hiding in your room forever!" Ethan sneered. He was confident that Stella had not been able to secure any investment in just half an hour at Global Investment and no visits to any banks, not a chance!<br /> "Oh? What if I told you I already secured an investment?" Stella looked at Ethan playfully, a sly smile on her lips. She couldn't wait to see Ethan's expression after he found out the result!<br /> "Impossible!" Ethan denied categorically. How could she have get the money with just 30 minutes in Global Investment? Unless pigs could fly!<br /> "Stella, stop playing around! Ethan managed to secure a 100-million-dollar loan this time! The contract has been signed!"<br /> "Even if you really secured 50 million, so what? Can it compare to 100 million?"<br /> "I think you'd better apologize to Ethan right away and let him arrange a position for you in the company!"<br /> Everyone chimed in with mockery and sarcasm towards Stella, afraid of offending Ethan if they missed the chance.<br /> "Wait a minute, Ethan. Yesterday, you swore that if my wife secured fifty million in investment, even if she won, how about it? Changing your tune now? And, whether or not my wife secured investment, isn't it clear from the contract she's holding? Do you all lack the courage to even take a look?" Flores couldn't stand the vulgar faces of the people around him and couldn't help but speak up.<br /> "You! You trash! What right do you have to speak?!" Ethan felt something was off seeing Stella and Flores so calm. Could something have gone wrong?<br /> "Grandma, please take a look!" Stella glanced at Ethan and handed the contract to Ladyship Wilson. Just one look at the contract, and everything would be clear!<br /> "Stella, did you really get at least fifty million?" Ladyship Wilson slowly took the contract, but instead of immediately opening it, she looked up at Stella and asked.<br /> "Yes, Grandma!" Stella nodded excitedly. āOnce Grandma sees that it's not just fifty million, but five hundred million, she'll surely look at me with newfound respect!ā<br /> "Oh!" Ladyship Wilson's eyes twinkled, but she set the contract aside without a word. She stroked her cane. "Stella, you've done well. From today onwards, We will take special care of your family! Also, I hope you can be content with what you have!" Ladyship Wilson said calmly, with a hint of warning in her tone.<br /> "Grandma..." Stella's heart suddenly sank heavily. She never expected Grandma's favoritism to be this extreme, not even bothering to glance at the contract! It was a five-hundred-million-dollar investment! Her hard work and effort only brought her 'be content'? Why should she be content!<br /> "Hahaha! Stella, don't you see the situation? Do you have to force Grandma to be so definitive? Your fifty million investment, can it save the Wilson family? Compared to mine, it's nothing! Besides, I am the eldest grandson of the Wilson family. What qualifications do you have to compete with me for the position of heir?!" Ethan looked down on Stella and Flores, his voice low.<br /> "Wife, I think we should leave. These people are fools. Five hundred million is worth more than fifty million! With the money, we can go out and do some business, hmm, let's earn ourselves another 100 million!" Flores looked at Ethan as if he were an idiot, then at Ladyship Wilson. One hand held the tearful Stella, the other reached across the table to grab the contract.<br /> "Hold it!" Ladyship Wilson dropped her cane, grabbing Flores's hand tightly, her eyes gleaming with desire, "What did you say?! 500 million?!"<br /> "Yes! 500 million! And it's not a loan, it's an investment with no interest!" Flores slowly withdrew his hand, his goal achieved.<br /> The only sound in the silent hall was the swallowing of saliva. 500 million! Enough to invest in another Century Garden project!<br /> "Let me see!" Ladyship Wilson quickly picked up the contract again, carefully examining it page by page. The more she looked, the redder her face became. Especially seeing that Global Investment had already signed and sealed it, her heart seemed to be about to jump out of her chest!<br /> <br /> Chapter 10: Contract Forgery Controversy<br /> "No way! How could Global Investment give you money? This must be a fake contract!" Ethan snatched the contract like a madman, veins bulging on his face, looking almost monstrous.<br /> A few minutes later...<br /> "Hahaha! Stella, you've really got some nerve! Daring to forge a contract, that's illegal! You could go to jail!" Ethan slammed the contract on the table, loudly accusing Stella!<br /> <br /> "I didn't forge it. This was handed to me personally by Mila Robinson, the General Manager of Global Investment!" Stella gathered her courage to argue back.<br /> "Still denying it? Didn't do your homework before forging? The legal representative of Global Investment isn't surnamed Ford, it's Carden! And their manager is Samuel Phillips, not Mila Robinson! I didn't expect you to stoop so low just for the position of heir. You dare to fake it! This is a disgrace to the Wilson family! Grandma, I suggest calling the police immediately to avoid Global Investment filing a complaint against us!" Ethan fervently advised Grandma. He never thought that Stella, usually so smart and capable, would make such a rookie mistake! It was a godsend opportunity!<br /> "Stella, youād better explain!" Ladyship Wilson's face darkened considerably. She also know about Global Investment and, after calming down, quickly decided that all the loopholes Ethan pointed out were true!<br /> "I... I didn't... lie. This contract... is real!" Stella clenched her hands tightly, tears welling up in her eyes. She had no idea why both the legal representative and general manager of Global Investment suddenly changed!<br /> "Grandma, Mr. Hill's uncle is Samuel Phillips, and he's in my office right now. I can have him come over immediately to confront Stella, and everything will be clear!" Ethan smirked at Stella and Flores, feeling triumphant.<br /> "Good!" Ladyship Wilson responded coldly. She thought Stella was just incompetent, but she never imagined she would resort to illegal activities! This had to be addressed!<br /> "Stella, I'm going out for a smoke," Flores whispered to Stella before leaving the office without looking back.<br /> "Hahaha! Look at it! Your useless husband is scared! Planning to run away without you! You let a waste of space sleep by you for three years, truly a disgrace to the Wilson family!" Ethan thought Flores had left and took the opportunity to mock Stella loudly.<br /> "I thought you had changed, but you're still spineless, lacking integrity!" Stella watched Flores's retreating figure, feeling bitter, tears swirling in her eyes. She never expected Flores to leave her at her most difficult moment.<br /> A moment later...<br /> "Hahaha! This is hilarious! Global Investment giving Stella an investment of 500 million?!" Mr. Hill strode into the office. When he heard Ethan's account of the situation, he nearly choked with laughter! He greedily eyed Stella's tearful yet beautiful appearance and then added, "Almost everyone in Sebria knows that my uncle, Samuel Phillips, is the manager of Global Investment! That Mila person is a nobody!"<br /> "Who dares to call me a nobody?!" Bang! The door was violently pushed open. Then, a gorgeous figure stepped in gracefully, it was none other than the hastily arrived Mila!<br /> Following behind was Flores. He had just used the excuse of going out for a smoke to call Mila and instruct her to come immediately to clarify the situation.<br /> "Flores, you waste! How dare you bring someone to barge into the office?! Where are the security guards? Get them here to throw these two out!" Ethan roared angrily.<br /> "Who dares to touch me?! I'm the general manager of Global Investment!" Mila remained composed, even emitting an aura of authority.<br /> Flores nodded approvingly from the side. āMila is good, I definitely chose the right person!ā<br /> "Bullshit! Where did you come from, you bitch?! How dare you impersonate my uncle's position? Kneel down and apologize right now, and I might let my uncle spare you! Otherwise, you'll know the extent of Samuel Phillips's power in Sebria!" Tomas Hill immediately jumped out to intimidate upon seeing someone impersonating the manager of Global Investment.<br /> "You are Tomas Hill? Isn't Matte Mala Inc. your family's business? I've checked the records, and Samuel Phillips and your family have some major murky transactions!" Mila looked at Mr. Hill coldly. With the investigation into Samuel Phillips deepening, more and more cases were gradually coming to light.<br /> "You're talking nonsense!" Tomas<br /> Hill was getting frustrated. He couldn't understand why this woman named Mila knew so much!<br /> "Hehe! Nonsense? Your Matte Mala Inc. has just declared bankruptcy. If you don't believe me, you can call your dad to confirm!" Mila smirked coldly, then turned to Ladyship Wilson and said calmly, "Moreover, you can check the cooperation between Global Investment and Miss Wilson on our group's official website. There's no need for sarcasm and ridicule here, right?!"<br /> Before long, a wave of gasps erupted from the crowd, "I found it!" | INSTALL_MOBILE_APP | http://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.r | 112553363820902 | Ringdom Promotion-2 | https://facebook.com/100064072600823 | 171 | 1 | 454,330,190,449,189 | 2024-05-08 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 0 | Install now | 0 | Ringdom Promotion-2 | 120208863253050172 | play.google.com | NONE | image | Ringdom ā Your Legend on Click | http://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.ringdom.reader&referrer=utm_source%3Dapps.facebook.com%26utm_campaign%3Dfb4a%26utm_content%3D%257B%2522app%2522%253A0%252C%2522t%2522%253A1715076664%252C%2522source%2522%253Anull%257D | 2024-05-08 06:39 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/440851635_284052094781242_5712479103821525678_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Tc2NjsjUu1IQ7kNvgE_-VSS&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfBbzpWuSvyDOtSSupTjcH3_8McVGWQhH7tX0V48-hUXkg&oe=6641CC35 | person_profile | 0 | Ringdom Promotion-2 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/440207634_744209401233562_8355891691625477556_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=3p_SG8XDdsIQ7kNvgF_Fe0d&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfAIFaEMg3eiLMz8Vhl6E-Am4SvSMF51vNHvZ_XBLWjuRA&oe=6641D865 | 0 | 3 | Ringdom Promotion-2 | 0 | 0 | 2024-05-08 02:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||
| 1,779,039 |
/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281)
'{"alias":1779044}'
|
Yes | 2024-05-08 18:45 | active | 760 | 0 | 417149134594693 | Save 40% On The Award Winning Pain Relief Device | De-stress your back & relieve sciatica pain with the award winning device Featured on Fox, CBS & USA Today The Ready Rocker Is Shown To... āļø Alleviate Back Pain āļø Increase Blood Circulation āļø Decompress the Spine āļø Engage Core Muscles āļø Decrease Stress & Cortisol Try It Today & Save Up To 60% | SHOP_NOW | https://readyrocker.com/pages/sciatica | 246714475892171 | Ready Rocker | https://facebook.com/thereadyrocker | 3,750 | 2 | 468,348,582,308,608 | 2024-05-08 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 0 | Shop Now | 0 | Ready Rocker | 120207392207980358 | readyrocker.com | NONE | dco | {{product.description}} | https://readyrocker.com/pages/sciatica | 2024-05-07 22:54 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/438304123_1687377175130187_7717904534501512318_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=03UUHw4socEQ7kNvgEW4Wip&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfAOswUqTHHNu86WKJtqVbiUrZCqXLTLSzco7amL4Ut4hA&oe=6641D788 | person_profile | 0 | Ready Rocker | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/438240766_1173205757146025_5738136818039522605_n.jpg?_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=mwbaQslzzskQ7kNvgE9z-rj&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfDHbbZe3I_ug35z1Bnob7AV5FuyJ_G64BV3_zuLGYoVPQ&oe=6641DC07 | 0 | 3 | Ready Rocker | 0 | 0 | 2024-05-08 02:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||
| 1,778,413 |
/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281)
'{"alias":1778474}'
|
No | 2024-05-08 18:38 | active | 760 | 0 | 285060088014234 |
|
Taking you back to grade school with this one!<br /> <br /> Stop in today and feel better tomorrow!<br /> <br /> English v<br /> <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fen.aimhighdenver.com%2F1%2F&h=AT2KO-N4z04gEnqN-HmxLvtfqlSioKLXu9ShlklRvajRVVJL95Rfxi2uxrEOIWqFBy0SiZafosf0URbPa77moDudjbshRNYGAjtOBS_ucqJVv2w6ecO-0riZSDaF6_Q-VKLE5FEgeDVhmA" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://en.aimhighdenver.com/1/</a> <br /> Spanish v<br /> <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fes.aimhighdenver.com%2F1%2F&h=AT1v9DY8yBIGa3G6GigQ8gJsDc_i9PyszK3HCbtNkJWbQzHCmYTLaKiSjITpTf0xHl_vnh05pElijYaJXY0dlIeRWi_rxkkVu9fL0AV4OYD2T8axXX5LyJdQ3AmXz5UGt9K_DM3pGc5ohA" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://es.aimhighdenver.com/1/</a> <br /> Vietnamese v<br /> <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fvt.aimhighdenver.com%2F1%2F&h=AT2bRagZP9vW923F8Z9GiePtzntu5K3MS9Fkaap9M4XXwkbhGjLavQudREwvuiRtDh_1xQopW6Llwg2qMc8qCeb8O-_RSyno0umx32DpQcy4cYitqhWPrOJZD8OQeuygJr7kkZPGwNa1jw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://vt.aimhighdenver.com/1/</a> | MESSAGE_PAGE | 192893707533960 | Aim High Chiropractic | https://facebook.com/DenverChiropractors | 446 | 1 | 3,023,297,817,812,817 | 2024-05-08 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 0 | Send message | 0 | Aim High Chiropractic | 120210036279970209 | NONE | image | {"type":"VISUAL_EDITOR","version":2,"landing_screen_type":"welcome_message","media_type":"text","text_format":{"customer_action_type":"ice_breakers","message":{"ice_breakers":[{"title":"Is anyone available to chat?","response":""}],"text":"Hi {{user_first_name}}! Please let us know how we can help you."}},"user_edit":false,"autofill_message_edited":false,"ice_breakers_edited":false,"welcome_message_edited":false,"surface":"boosted_post"} | 2024-05-08 10:18 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/442478897_985807613077707_8528151513214983577_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=OkNO6P3jfWgQ7kNvgFKgQGd&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfDFWCzEBnWPclyn0HZbNXrmpC2cQW68t603utLkQ9r--A&oe=6641EFB2 | person_profile | 0 | Aim High Chiropractic | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/442500097_1549655352248749_6596209158165154131_n.jpg?_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=bpIy3O7iRb0Q7kNvgF4w8J1&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfCMCID_L8lgs_X08MeO2C6ozloSmKuHb7MZYbDq25UU0A&oe=6641D0F9 | 0 | 3 | Aim High Chiropractic | 0 | 0 | 2024-05-08 02:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||
| 1,778,098 |
/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281)
'{"alias":1778298}'
|
Yes | 2024-05-08 18:34 | active | 760 | 0 | 313012001831885 |
|
Click to Read More Chaptersš | Chapter 1<br /> After winning yet another lawsuit, Jasmine Black was having a drink with her colleagues at the bar.<br /> <br /> She was hammered when she noticed her rival, Diego Cooper, sitting at the opposite table.<br /> <br /> Diego was a prominent lawyer worldwide. He was regarded as the industry's formidable devil. He had never once lost a case.<br /> <br /> He's also the bastard that Jasmine had pursued from high school until she graduated from university.<br /> <br /> She had pursued him for seven long years, yet he remained indifferent and heartless toward her.<br /> <br /> Jasmine abruptly sprang up from her seat and staggered toward Diego. With one flop, she sat straight on his lap.<br /> <br /> She grabbed his necktie with one hand while resting the other against his toned abs. <br /> <br /> "Diego Cooperā¦ Have you become bad in bed?"<br /> <br /> Diego didn't stop her as he reclined against the back of the couch. Instead, he stared at her wordlessly.<br /> <br /> "You're not answeringā¦ So, does that meanā¦ it's true?"<br /> <br /> Something flickered in his eyes as he quickly removed her hand. <br /> <br /> "Don't you care about your reputation anymore? All your colleagues are here." <br /> <br /> His deep voice was slightly hoarse.<br /> <br /> Their colleagues gaped at them in disbelief, impressed by Jasmine's bravery.<br /> <br /> "What reputation? I had mine ruined a long time ago because of you!" a drunk Jasmine grumbled before biting his neck.<br /> <br /> All her high school and university classmates knew she spent a lot of money to win Diego's heart, only to fail miserably in the end.<br /> <br /> After graduating from university, she was crestfallen and went abroad. She swore she would one day beat Diego in something he was best at.<br /> <br /> When she returned to the country six months ago, she was already a famous lawyer with a winning streak dating back to the beginning of her career.<br /> <br /> She was beginning to drawl.<br /> <br /> While wearing a frown, Diego pulled the back of her collar to create distance between them. <br /> <br /> His eyes were dark and indecipherable. <br /> <br /> "You've drank too much, Jasmine. Have someone take you home."<br /> <br /> "No! I want you to take me home!" <br /> <br /> She yanked his necktie. Her imperative tone sounded slightly coquettish.<br /> <br /> He removed her hands from his tie so he could loosen it. Then, he grabbed her by the arm before walking outside without saying a word.<br /> <br /> Their colleagues' eyes widened.<br /> <br /> Everyone in the legal and political world knew Jasmine and Diego were on bad terms. <br /> <br /> They tried to figure out the scene they had just witnessed.<br /> <br /> When they reached the car, Jasmine wrapped her arms around Diego's neck and planted a kiss on his neck, sending a slight tremor down his spine.<br /> <br /> He held her by the waist and shoved her away. <br /> <br /> "This is sexual harassment, Jasmine Black. Do you think I won't sue you for this?" <br /> <br /> His tone rose.<br /> <br /> "If you're really bad in bed, then forget it. I'll just find someone by the street to release my sexual frustration."<br /> <br /> She then ignored him and waved at a passing man. <br /> <br /> "Hey, hot guy! Wanna get a room together?" <br /> <br /> Jasmine seemed serious about the invitation.<br /> <br /> Diego's expression darkened as he watched her antics. He pressed her waving hand down and opened the car door to shove her in.<br /> <br /> Then, he drove the car back home.<br /> <br /> ā¦<br /> <br /> The next morning, Jasmine woke up and turned her head stiffly. <br /> <br /> Diego was sitting next to her, smoking. He appeared laid-back.<br /> <br /> Despite his charming looks, he had a dominating and intimidating presence about him.<br /> <br /> The grogginess that clouded her mind disappeared in a heartbeat.<br /> <br /> Did she finally manage to have sex with him after almost seven years?<br /> <br /> "Morning, Mr. Cooper," she said.<br /> <br /> Jasmine propped herself up, returning to her professional composure as a lawyer.<br /> <br /> "Wash up. Someone will serve breakfast in a while." <br /> <br /> Diego discarded his cigarette into the ashtray. <br /> <br /> "I'll forgo it. I have a client to meet in the morning." <br /> <br /> Aloofness seeped into her voice.<br /> <br /> She lifted the sheets and was about to get out of bed when an idea crossed her mind. <br /> <br /> She suddenly grabbed her phone from the headboard, smiling mischievously. <br /> <br /> "How about a picture for memory's sake?"<br /> <br /> Before Diego could say anything, Jasmine quickly launched the camera app on her phone and lay her head against his sturdy chest.<br /> <br /> She flashed a triumphant smile, raised the phone high, and took a selfie of her and Diego.<br /> <br /> The picture was rather suggestive as they were naked and were only covered with a blanket. <br /> <br /> She sent it to her best friend alongside a voice message. <br /> <br /> "Becky Dobbs, tell those people to wire the money to me. I won the bet. Oh, and the payment should include ten years of interest."<br /> <br /> Since she had lost her reputation, she thought she should make some money to make up for it.<br /> <br /> The shrewd Diego caught the point of the message. <br /> <br /> He asked with a smirk, "The bet was about me?"<br /> <br /> Turning around, she plastered herself to his chest while drawing circles on his abs with her finger. She couldn't resist it.<br /> <br /> Jasmine looked at Diego with beady eyes. <br /> <br /> "Why are you so surprised? I thought you've known all this while. Oh, and about what happened last night, it was consensual. It was simply an adult game. You don't have to take any responsibility."<br /> <br /> She felt the years she spent pursuing him were a loop of disappointment and heartbreaks. Continuing to be his devoted admirer would be a foolish decision.<br /> <br /> Sleeping and then dumping Diego had always been on her wishlist.<br /> <br /> "You're wild, Ms. Black." <br /> <br /> Chuckling, he glanced at her and pushed her away.<br /> <br /> Due to his handsome looks, a mere glance from him was enough to paralyze her with a tingling sensation.<br /> <br /> Jasmine thought Diego was a bastard who was good at seducing.<br /> <br /> His push caused her to fall backward, but she managed to support herself with both palms on the bed.<br /> <br /> Her tress cascaded over her shoulders, revealing her exposed body and seductive curves. <br /> <br /> Jasmine had a stunning body.<br /> <br /> Diego's eyes studied her up and down. The fact that his heart skipped a beat made him frown.<br /> <br /> "Did you sleep with me because you might like me?" <br /> <br /> She casually brushed her slightly curled hair. Picking up her shirt and bra, she began to take her time to dress herself.<br /> <br /> "Do you think that's even possible?" <br /> <br /> He cast a cold glance at her.<br /> <br /> Diego's answer didn't surprise her one bit. Regardless, it didn't bother her because she was determined to be the one who dumped him this time.<br /> <br /> Right then, her phone began ringing from the flood of incoming messages. Jasmine checked her phone. They were from Becky. <br /> <br /> "Did you really sleep with Mr. Cooper? How? This is too sudden. You failed to take him down in those ten years, though." <br /> <br /> Becky was more excited than Jasmine was.<br /> <br /> Smiling, Jasmine quickly replied, "I'll feed you the details later."<br /> <br /> Diego's phone kept ringing as well. He grabbed it and opened his WhatsApp. <br /> <br /> His high school and university group chats exploded with texts. <br /> <br /> Everyone was mind-blown by the news. <br /> <br /> "Jasmine Black had sex with Diego Cooper?"<br /> <br /> Jasmine's body stiffened when she saw the message in the group chat. She didn't expect it to have such a huge impact.<br /> <br /> Fortunately, she was close with the people in the group chats. There were only about 30 people in each group, which wasn't many.<br /> <br /> She replied to the message, "It was just a one-night stand. Those who had made a bet with meāyou know who you areāwire the money to me."<br /> <br /> Her response elicited a faint smile from Diego, but his eyes reflected coldness as he watched her.<br /> <br /> She glimpsed at himāthat alone was enough to cause a chill to run down her spine.<br /> <br /> "I bet you can't sleep with him for a second time. I'm betting double the amount on this." <br /> <br /> Their university friends copied and pasted the exact message.<br /> <br /> The situation was crazy.<br /> <br /> "Not only can I sleep with him twice, but thrice. Players, be prepared with your money!" she texted back with gusto.<br /> <br /> Backing off? Not a chance! She'd never do that to embarrass herself.<br /> <br /> The smile on Diego's face widened, but he looked like he was going to devour her alive.<br /> <br /> His best friend, Jesse Taylor, sent a text message. <br /> <br /> "Mr. Cooper sent a lawyer to prison a few days ago. Mark my wordsāit was a 20-year sentence! Good luck, Ms. Black."<br /> <br /> Jasmine read that message and looked at Diego, who began smoking on the bed again. She couldn't read his emotions because the cloud of smoke covered his features.<br /> <br /> Arching her brow, she replied to Jesse, "Oh really? I'm looking forward to the day when I meet Mr. Cooper in court."<br /> <br /> She then shifted her attention away from the chat, smiling and waving at Diego. <br /> <br /> "I should get going, Mr. Cooper. Thanks for the hard work last night. Get some rest."<br /> <br /> Despite his faint smile, Diego suddenly pinched the cigarette between his fingers.<br /> Chapter 2<br /> In the afternoon, Jasmine noticed Diego as soon as she entered the cafe.<br /> <br /> The surprise was brief as she immediately wore a professional smile. <br /> <br /> "What are the odds, Mr. Cooper?"<br /> <br /> "Zero. I'm simply granting your wish." <br /> <br /> Smiling, he placed his cup of coffee on the table before reclining on the couch with his legs crossed. <br /> <br /> "Wowā¦ Thank you for your service?" <br /> <br /> She gladly took a seat opposite him.<br /> <br /> Jasmine's client was a university friend who was also in the group chat they shared. <br /> <br /> The case was about a prestigious family in the city that went bankrupt due to internal conflicts.<br /> <br /> Diego's expression remained the same. He didn't respond to her remarks either.<br /> <br /> "Be a man, Fabian Dawson. We divorced three years ago, and you want half of my money?" Daisy Freeman, dressed in a sexy red dress, growled at Fabian.<br /> <br /> "You've only managed to come this far because of the huge sum of money I spent on you. Don't you even feel guilty about it?" he questioned.<br /> <br /> Fabian needed the money to rise again.<br /> <br /> "Why must Iā"<br /> <br /> Before Daisy could finish her thought, Jasmine crossed her legs and interrupted, "If you guys think a fight can get you somewhere, what's the use of hiring a lawyer?"<br /> <br /> The dispute stopped. <br /> <br /> Jasmine looked at Diego indifferently. <br /> <br /> "Mr. Cooper, as you know, although it was signed, the divorce agreement won't be effective as long as the divorce procedures have not proceeded. The law states that a divorced couple should split matrimonial assets in half. The same goes for the debts."<br /> <br /> Diego asked, "Mr. Dawson, is it true that you had an affair while still married and had sex with your mistress many times?"<br /> <br /> Fabian smirked and shook his leg, completely unbothered. <br /> <br /> Meanwhile, Jasmine turned to look at Fabian in surprise. He hadn't told her any of that.<br /> <br /> Fabian blurted, "Fuck! What kind of manā"<br /> <br /> Jasmine gave him a look and averted the question.<br /> <br /> "Evidence, Mr. Cooper?"<br /> <br /> Jasmine had clearly informed Fabian before this that the conversation would be recorded whenever the lawyers met. <br /> <br /> She wondered if he was out of his mind as he almost let this tongue slip.<br /> <br /> Daisy huffed, "I witnessed him get a room with a model."<br /> <br /> "Ms. Freeman, did Mr. Cooper not explain what evidence is?" <br /> <br /> Jasmine smiled, relieved at the thought that the other party didn't have proof.<br /> <br /> Fabian snorted. <br /> <br /> "I have a mistress? You're talking as though you don't have a boy toy. I also wonder how many businessmen you have slept with all these years."<br /> <br /> "It was after we signed the divorce agreement that Iā" <br /> <br /> Diego glimpsed at the foolish Daisy before interrupting her, "Please show the evidence before you speak."<br /> <br /> As mentioned at the beginning of the conversation, the divorce agreement was null and void. How could Daisy admit that she had a boy toy? <br /> <br /> Was she trying to divorce without getting a single penny out of it? Diego thought Daisy was an idiot.<br /> <br /> Jasmine's judging eyes landed on Fabian, who knew that his wife had someone on the side but didn't gather any evidence about it.<br /> <br /> She massaged her forehead, fully aware of the road ahead.<br /> <br /> Diego questioned, "Mr. Dawson, you and my client have been living separately for three years. You didn't fulfill your duty as a husband. What have you been doing all these years?"<br /> <br /> "Iā"<br /> <br /> Jasmine shrewdly replied, "He has been working hard to give Ms. Freeman a better life. However, his legal wife withholds the matrimonial assets. He doesn't have any money while going through a rough patch. Ultimately, his business announced its bankruptcy. If this case is brought to court, don't think of taking a single penny, Mr. Cooper."<br /> <br /> Diego retorted, "Is this a threat, Ms. Black? His bankruptcy has nothing to do with my client. You can look into it." <br /> <br /> He looked at Daisy, who also didn't share the information with him.<br /> <br /> This was the first time he was going against Jasmine at work, and it was a surprising case at that.<br /> <br /> "Speaking of, you can also look into this, Mr. Cooper. My client bought his wife multiple houses and luxury cars worth millions of dollars altogether. Ms. Freeman didn't fork up a single penny before and after his business went bankrupt.<br /> <br /> "Controlling the matrimonial assets, refusing to pay off shared debts, and having a male companionā¦ Mr. Cooper, you and your client should seriously consider splitting the assets equally or taking this matter to court." <br /> <br /> Jasmine slightly leaned forward, smiling at Diego.<br /> <br /> ā¦<br /> <br /> "Before the divorce is settled, keep those women at arm's length. Don't give Diego or your wife any other ammunition. Also, eliminate any records, pictures, messages of hotel room bookings, and whatnot," Jasmine reminded Fabian while driving the car.<br /> <br /> "Got it." <br /> <br /> Fabian was deeply impressed by her. <br /> <br /> The thought of meeting Daisy to obtain funds was humiliating to him, but the way Jasmine bombarded the opposing party gave him confidence. <br /> <br /> He was all puffed up.<br /> <br /> "Is your wife living with her boy toy?" Jasmine inquired.<br /> <br /> "Yeah, it's been three years." <br /> <br /> He crossed his arms, snorting.<br /> <br /> "That's good news for us." <br /> <br /> She smirked as she suddenly pulled over by the road. <br /> <br /> "Get back home and install a surveillance camera at her place. Tell her that it's toā¦ prevent burglary."<br /> <br /> "I don't think she'll let me in." <br /> <br /> The couple had been living separately for three years. Daisy had bought that mansion herself.<br /> <br /> "Idiot! You're still her husband on paper. Is it wrong to return to your home? Plus, she should currently be with Diego."<br /> <br /> "Alright, I'll go now." <br /> <br /> Fabian thought, "Don't blame me for this, Daisy. I've treated you so well and spent so much money on you. How could you be this cruel to me!"<br /> <br /> ā¦<br /> <br /> That night, Jasmine received a call from Fabian after she finished showering. <br /> <br /> "Diego is going to sue me for bribing him!" <br /> <br /> His words came out in a rush.<br /> <br /> Jasmine rolled her eyes. <br /> <br /> "Well, did you do that?"<br /> <br /> "He called me at night and told me he found that model. I was so scared. I met him, hoping he would cut me some slack for old times' sake. I even gave him a check of one million dollarsā"<br /> <br /> "You idiot! That's a trap! He could bring a woman over and accuse you of having slept with her before, but no one would buy it as long as he doesn't have evidence. <br /> <br /> "Oh Lord, someone like you will surely lose everything before you take the divorce case to the courthouse. An idiotic teammate is definitely more harmful than a powerful opponent." <br /> <br /> Jasmine crossed her arms and shook her head.<br /> <br /> "Yes, yes, yes, I'm an idiot. You gotta save me, Jasmine! That jerk, Diego, doesn't even care that we were once friends. Gosh, I'm livid!"<br /> <br /> "You can be sentenced up to 15 years for bribing a lawyer. It's almost impossible to be announced not guilty of this charge. How am I supposed to help you?"<br /> <br /> "W-Well, I don't mind going to prison. But the main thing is, your first loss will be because of Diego! Not only is your reputation at stake, but other lawyers and your friends will never let you live it down!" <br /> <br /> Fabian attempted to earn her pity.<br /> <br /> Jasmine paced back and forth in her room while reminding him seriously, "I repeat, do not meet your wife's lawyer without my presence. Think before you speak whenever you talk to her. Don't fall for her schemes. Got it?"<br /> <br /> "I'll keep that in mind. But how are you going toā" <br /> <br /> He was about to ask her about the possible bribery lawsuit, but the call was terminated.<br /> <br /> ā¦<br /> <br /> The next morning, Jasmine headed to Cooper, Taylor & Associates.<br /> <br /> The receptionist asked, "Ms. Black, whatā" <br /> <br /> "I'm Mr. Cooper's girlfriend," blurted Jasmine without stopping in her tracks.<br /> <br /> The employees were stunned to see her there. Rumors about her and Diego had been circling within the law firm for the past two days.<br /> <br /> She read the sign on the door before knocking and opening it without waiting for Diego's signal.<br /> <br /> Diego, who was reading some documents, looked up at her expressionlessly.<br /> <br /> "Is there anything, Ms. Black?" <br /> <br /> He sounded aloof.<br /> <br /> Jasmine's hair was let loose over her black professional attire. Her three-inch black high heels were supposed to add more professionalism to her appearance, but it made her look alluring instead.<br /> <br /> She walked up next to him before flopping onto his office table seductively. With one hand, she easily grabbed his necktie.<br /> <br /> "Giving me the cold treatment already? We just slept together two days ago, though."<br /> Chapter 3<br /> Diego snatched back his tie from Jasmine's hands while chuckling. <br /> <br /> "You must be here because of Fabian's bribery."<br /> <br /> "Of course not. I'm here toā¦ talk about our relationship, not work." <br /> <br /> She pulled at his necktie again, playing with it while faking a smile. <br /> <br /> "You want me to sleep with you again? So you can brag about it in the group and rake in big money?" <br /> <br /> He slapped her hand away.<br /> <br /> He crossed his arms to lean against the back of his chair and arched a brow at her.<br /> <br /> Jasmine slid down from the table to sit on his lap. The transition she made was smooth.<br /> <br /> Her warm breath brushed against his ears as she giggled. <br /> <br /> "Honestly, I was too drunk to remember what happened that night. I kind of want to relive it againā¦"<br /> <br /> Diego's ears turned red. He pushed Jasmine and stared at her. He thought she was shameless. <br /> <br /> "Uphold your dignity, Jasmine Black."<br /> <br /> "I've misplaced it. Mind finding it for me?" <br /> <br /> Jasmine rested against his chest lazily. <br /> <br /> Her finger traced along his perfect neckline. <br /> <br /> "I never knew that you were this pretentious, Mr. Cooper. You were so mean that night, as if it was your first time seeing a woman. Why are you pretending to be free from lust now?"<br /> <br /> The cheeky movement of her finger gave him a faint jolt of electricity, and he slapped her hand away. <br /> <br /> "What are you trying to imply right now? Who was the one who said that it was a mere game so heartlessly that day?"<br /> <br /> Jasmine wished she could slap herselfāno, Fabianāat this moment. She felt that it was all that idiot's fault.<br /> <br /> Had it not been for him, she wouldn't have needed to flatter Diego.<br /> <br /> "Why take it to the heart when those were mere heartless words? Since we've slept together, why don't we just date?" <br /> <br /> She took shamelessness to a whole new level.<br /> <br /> "Sorry, but I don't date heartless people. Torturing myself is not my thing." <br /> <br /> Diego shoved Jasmine off his lap.<br /> <br /> Jasmine gnashed her teeth in rage. How dare he claim that dating her was torture!<br /> <br /> It took everything in her to build up her reputation and the confidence to stand before him with pride.<br /> <br /> But why must she debase herself for him again?<br /> <br /> She thought Diego was one merciless and stubborn man.<br /> <br /> Given her pretty looks, voluptuous body, elite profession, and background, men lined up to be her partner.<br /> <br /> Yet, she had to work hard to wear him down.<br /> <br /> She stood up straight and massaged her forehead to regain her cool momentarily. <br /> <br /> Then, she made a graceful turn and crossed her arms, smiling. <br /> <br /> "Are you sure you want that, jerk?"<br /> <br /> Diego ignored her and pressed a button on his landline. <br /> <br /> "Callie, come in and escort Ms. Black to make payment."<br /> <br /> He pointed and glanced at the door. <br /> <br /> "Ms. Black, I charge ten thousand dollars per consultation hour. Please make the payment outside."<br /> <br /> She nodded before suddenly removing and tossing her black coat onto his table. She strode toward the door while unbuttoning her shirt and ruffling her hair. <br /> <br /> "It's only ten thousand dollars. Don't worry. I will pay and ask your secretary toā¦ buy something."<br /> <br /> Diego finally showed traces of uneasiness at her actions. He sprang up from his seat and ran over to the door.<br /> <br /> When she opened the door, he quickly slammed it shut again by caging her against it. <br /> <br /> His eyelids fluttered at the pleasing view before him, and he looked away. <br /> <br /> "Why are you here?"<br /> <br /> Jasmine scanned the office, concerned that he would record the conversation secretly. After all, no one knew what he had up his sleeves, considering how cautious he was.<br /> <br /> Daisy was at a disadvantage, which was why Diego set Fabian up. <br /> <br /> If Jasmine fell for Diego's trap, too, she would lose the case and be sent to prison. She would be the joke of the century if that came to pass.<br /> <br /> "I'm here to talk about us." <br /> <br /> She flashed him a smile, attempting to have him wrapped around her finger first.<br /> <br /> Right then, the door suddenly opened. Callie turned her head only to see the duo engaged in an intimate scene. Her jaw almost fell to the floor.<br /> <br /> Diego, who wielded impactful influence in the political and business worlds, always prioritized work over anything else.<br /> <br /> His methods were ruthless and shrewd. Nothing could make him bat an eye, not even a murder.<br /> <br /> On the subject of chivalry and love, he didn't have the emotional intelligence for either of those.<br /> <br /> Callie couldn't believe what she was witnessing.<br /> <br /> "Get out," Diego instructed Callie.<br /> <br /> "Y-Yes. Don't worry, Mr. Cooper. I saw absolutely nothing." <br /> <br /> Callie covered her eyes.<br /> <br /> When he was about to close the door, Jasmine deliberately called out to her. <br /> <br /> "Don't leave so quickly. Could you help us buy something we really need right now?"<br /> <br /> She gave her a meaningful look. <br /> <br /> "Huh?" <br /> <br /> The baffled expression on Callie's face gave way to shock and awkwardness once she comprehended the situation. <br /> <br /> "S-Sure. I'll go right now." <br /> <br /> She slid out of the door and closed it.<br /> <br /> Jasmine chuckled. <br /> <br /> "Your secretary is sensible and funny."<br /> <br /> Diego pulled away from her to get her coat. A crease knitted between his brows. <br /> <br /> "Enough fooling around. Are you going to leave dressed or naked? If you want the latter, I'm happy to lend you a helping hand."<br /> <br /> "Try me." <br /> <br /> She cocked her brow as she didn't believe Diego's words.<br /> <br /> As soon as she finished speaking, Diego threw the coat to one side and stripped her of her shirt.<br /> <br /> Before she could react, he pulled her into his arms and trailed his fingers on her back.<br /> <br /> Completely flustered, she covered her chest. <br /> <br /> "What are you doing, jerk? Do you think you're the only one with guts here?"<br /> <br /> She became agitated and caught the secret pin of his belt and pressed it. The belt dangled in midair. <br /> <br /> Something dark was churning in his eyes as he stared at her.<br /> <br /> Right then, a knock resounded on the door, and the doorknob twisted.<br /> <br /> Before the person could open the door, Diego pushed back against it. <br /> <br /> "Don't come in!"<br /> <br /> He withdrew his hand to wear his belt. <br /> <br /> "Get dressed already!"<br /> <br /> "I thought you wanted me to leave naked. Why are you stopping me now? Because you don't want others to see?"<br /> Chapter 4<br /> Diego was rendered speechless. He gave Jasmine a cold look before returning to his table to bury himself in the documents, ignoring her.<br /> <br /> Jasmine swiftly dressed herself and opened the door to leave. <br /> <br /> But Jesse Taylorātheir old friendāwas holding some documents by the door.<br /> <br /> He arched his brows at her. <br /> <br /> "Why didn't you let me in? Whatā¦ were you guys doing in there?"<br /> <br /> "Take a guess." <br /> <br /> Jasmine put on a serious face while brushing her hair. <br /> <br /> "Did you sleep with him again? I will only pay when I see the proof!"<br /> <br /> "Knock on the door at the right time next time." <br /> <br /> She said that intentionally before leaving.<br /> <br /> Diego raised his head to watch her leave. Her antics frustrated him.<br /> <br /> ā¦<br /> <br /> Jasmine returned to her office in the afternoon. <br /> <br /> An offer came in. It was a request for her to represent a huge company. She would be paid handsomely for the job.<br /> <br /> When the boss left, Fabian, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately entered her office. <br /> <br /> "Be honest with me. How much do you earn annually? You have so many clients."<br /> <br /> "Have you installed the surveillance camera?" <br /> <br /> Jasmine watered the orchids in her office nonchalantly. She thought it was a bad idea to reveal her income to outsiders.<br /> <br /> "I've done it. But Daisy's boy toy hasn't visited her mansion for two days. I bet Diego has reminded her about it."<br /> <br /> "There's no rush in this." <br /> <br /> Jasmine was calm.<br /> <br /> "Do you have any solutions to resolve the bribery incident?" Fabian asked concernedly.<br /> <br /> She fell silent.<br /> <br /> Diego had the evidence that could prove Fabian's bribery attempt, but he didn't file a lawsuit for it.<br /> <br /> She wondered what Diego was up to. Was he trying to play with her more?<br /> <br /> If so, she didn't mind joining the game.<br /> <br /> "I'll buy us some time for now. Didn't you say that your wife slept with other men?"<br /> <br /> "I'm very sure about it. I ran into her a few times when she was having a meal with different businessmen. From the look in their eyes, I knew there was something going on between them. I wouldn't have married her if I had known she was this kind of woman!"<br /> <br /> "Hire a reliable private investigator. It'll be best to have pictures of her having an affair with another man," Jasmine stated.<br /> <br /> With such evidence, she could negotiate with Diego to reclaim the evidence of Fabian's bribery attempt.<br /> <br /> If Diego still refuses to compromise, she'd need to see him in court first for the bribery case.<br /> <br /> ā¦<br /> <br /> Diego and Jesse were enjoying their time in the bar at night.<br /> <br /> A woman in a white strap dress showed up. Her makeup was light, and she let her hair loose. She looked stunning.<br /> <br /> The woman walked toward them, and Diego noticed.<br /> <br /> "What a coincidence! Are you guys here for a drink, too?" <br /> <br /> Although there was an empty seat beside Diego, Jasmine chose to sit next to Jesse.<br /> <br /> "You look like a doll todayā¦ Are you trying to seduce Mr. Cooper again?" <br /> <br /> Jesse grinned. <br /> <br /> Jasmine ordered a bottle of whiskey from the barista and filled half of her glass with it. <br /> <br /> After taking a sip, she deliberately hung her arm over his shoulders with a smile. <br /> <br /> "I think you're hot, too. You're also funny and nice."<br /> <br /> Diego glanced at her and took a sip of his drink. <br /> <br /> "Jesse, do you know why callous people can appear flirty?" <br /> <br /> He looked serious.<br /> <br /> Jasmine almost choked over her drink. He was chiding her once again.<br /> <br /> She thought he was a jerk for doing so.<br /> <br /> "Because they flirt with different people?" <br /> <br /> Jesse was flabbergasted. <br /> <br /> "Why the question all of a sudden?"<br /> <br /> Sometimes, Jesse swore that he couldn't follow Diego's thoughts.<br /> <br /> "That's right. We should never stoop to that level." <br /> <br /> Diego's tone remained serious.<br /> <br /> Jasmine felt he was being pretentious. <br /> <br /> People might have perceived him as a righteous man, but he was rotten on the inside.<br /> <br /> She sighed.<br /> <br /> "I guess people can stoop that low sometimes." <br /> <br /> She flashed a smile at him while propping her chin on her hand, and he arched his brow in response.<br /> <br /> Jesse choked on his drink and spilled alcohol all over. <br /> <br /> Her face flushed red. It seemed like she had lost this time. <br /> <br /> Agitated, she kicked his shin with her heels and shoved him away.<br /> <br /> Then, she walked over to Diego's seat, bending over to lift his chin and bite his lips.<br /> <br /> Her posture exerted dominance. It was as if a lady boss was forcing a kiss on her submissive boyfriend. <br /> <br /> His expression darkened. He was about to push her away when she pulled herself from him. <br /> <br /> She crossed her arms, satisfied with the mark she left on his lips. <br /> <br /> "Mr. Cooper, please lay the evidence on the table before you speak. If you spout nonsense, I will have toā"<br /> <br /> Halfway through her declaration, he suddenly stood up and towered over her. <br /> <br /> Grabbing her by the waist, Diego pinned her against the counter and bit Jasmine's lips back.<br /> <br /> She moaned in pain.<br /> <br /> Before Jasmine could hit Diego, he withdrew and placed his hands behind his back. <br /> <br /> She massaged her hurting waist and touched her lips, which were bleeding because of his bite.<br /> <br /> Her opinion of him being a jerk strengthened. <br /> <br /> She was so annoyed that she barked a laugh. <br /> <br /> "Diego Cooper, I will make you kneel and beg for mercy one day!" <br /> <br /> "Is that so?" <br /> <br /> He chuckled.<br /> <br /> "I swear to God!" Jasmine waged a challenge.<br /> <br /> He smiled faintly while watching her.<br /> <br /> A thrilled Jesse was grinning ear-to-ear. <br /> <br /> "Holy moly, you're going to make him kneel and beg for mercy? You have guts, Ms. Black! Butā¦ I love it! I'm betting ten thousand dollars!"<br /> <br /> He would love to see Diego do that. After all, Diego had always been the epitome of arrogance.<br /> <br /> Jesse quickly repeated Jasmine's words in the group chat, which sent everyone wild. <br /> <br /> Such bliss should be shared for the greater good.<br /> <br /> Everyone in the group chat began placing their bets, and her phone kept ringing from the influx of messages.<br /> <br /> She checked the notifications and rolled her eyes at Jesse. <br /> <br /> "Wow, thanks."<br /> <br /> "My pleasure. The more, the merrier, right?" <br /> <br /> He grinned sheepishly while brushing the tip of his nose.<br /> <br /> Jasmine filled her glass and downed it all to regain her composure. Then, she headed to the restroom. <br /> <br /> Some suspicious men were following her from behind.<br /> <br /> When they reached the corridor to the restroom, someone said to her, "Jasmine Black from Black, Murphy & Associates?"<br /> <br /> She spun around and questioned the six sceptical-looking men, "Who are you working for?"<br /> <br /> "That's none of your business. Anyway, someone wants you crippled to ruin your career," said the leading man with red hair. <br /> <br /> He brandished the metal bar from his shirt and signaled his men to charge at her. They were all holding the same weapon.<br /> <br /> "Fuck. You've just underestimated me there."<br /> Chapter 5<br /> The six suspicious-looking men had approached her at the right time.<br /> <br /> Jasmine coincidentally needed to vent her frustrations.<br /> <br /> She warmed up her legs before suddenly kicking the red-haired guy, sending him flying and landing on three other men.<br /> <br /> A few minutes later, Diego, who also had to use the restroom, noticed a bunch of guys surrounding Jasmine. <br /> <br /> An icy, intimidating air emanated from her.<br /> <br /> He joined the fray, easily taking down those men with a few punches and kicks. The blows he dealt were clean-cut.<br /> <br /> He might appear to be a level-headed and calm person, but his combat skills were fatal.<br /> <br /> "Who are you working for?" Diego interrogated while stepping on one of the men's faces.<br /> <br /> "It'sā¦" <br /> <br /> The man had an idea and lied, "It's Mrs. Cannon from Cannon Group! Ms. Black sent her husband to prison, so she wanted us to teach Ms. Black a lesson."<br /> <br /> "Jesse, call the cops." <br /> <br /> Diego kicked the man and approached Jasmine. <br /> <br /> "Are you alright?"<br /> <br /> A quick-witted Jasmine clutched her abdomen, feigning pain. <br /> <br /> "They hit my stomach with a stick. It hurtsā¦" <br /> <br /> Diego wordlessly scooped her up and headed outside. Jasmine was very confused. <br /> <br /> She wondered if he was worried about her, even though he said she was heartless and kept angering her.<br /> <br /> She considered if he was suffering from dissociative identity disorder.<br /> <br /> Jesse called to them, "Hey! Are you leaving so soon? Why am I cleaning up the mess for you guys again?"<br /> <br /> However, the ungrateful duo didn't respond to him.<br /> <br /> In the car, Diego asked, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"<br /> <br /> Hugging his neck, Jasmine leaned her head to rest on his shoulder. She stifled the urge to grin while continuing her act. <br /> <br /> "It's fine. Do you have medicine at home? You can help me tend to my wounds."<br /> <br /> "I'll send you back to your place then." <br /> <br /> He removed her hands so that she could be seated properly.<br /> <br /> "No! I want to go to your place!" <br /> <br /> She plastered herself to him, whining.<br /> <br /> Diego pushed her away and cupped Jasmine's face. <br /> <br /> "You said it was a game. Is my place a playground, then? A place you can come and go whenever you want?" <br /> <br /> "I wanna go!" <br /> <br /> She slapped off his hand and snorted.<br /> <br /> She was going to make this man fall for her one day.<br /> <br /> ā¦<br /> <br /> The next morning, Jesse returned to Diego's office from the police station.<br /> <br /> "Did the cops look into it? Was it Mrs. Cannon?" inquired Diego.<br /> <br /> "Not her, but your client, Daisy Freeman." <br /> <br /> Jesse delved his hands into his pockets, smiling.<br /> <br /> Diego's expression darkened.<br /> <br /> "If Jasmine finds out it's Daisy behind this, she'll surely sue her. So, I called Jasmine and told her it was Mrs. Cannon's doing."<br /> <br /> Diego didn't respond. Instead, he contacted Daisy to arrange a meeting at his office.<br /> <br /> After the call ended, Jesse asked, "Are you still not going to file a lawsuit against Fabian? No one can ever escape from the charges of bribing a lawyer. Besides, if you file the lawsuit now, you won't have to meet Jasmine in court after that."<br /> <br /> "It's none of your business." <br /> <br /> Diego took a sip of his coffee.<br /> <br /> "This is not like you. Have you fallen for her after sleeping with her?" Jesse teased.<br /> <br /> "You must be blind," Diego retorted.<br /> <br /> "Then, why don't you want to close this divorce case as soon as possible?"<br /> <br /> "Can't I toy with her for a while longer? Look how arrogant she is." <br /> <br /> As Jasmine had said, this was simply a game. It wouldn't hurt to play along with her, would it?<br /> <br /> "Fine. But do not lose the case because of this game. I've seen how Jasmine defended her client in court several times before. She was sharp, quick-witted, and intimidating. She finished asking her questions before the opposing lawyer could react."<br /> <br /> "Do you think that I'll lose to her?" <br /> <br /> Diego cocked his brow.<br /> <br /> "What if you're blinded by love?"<br /> <br /> ā¦<br /> <br /> Daisy intentionally chose a tight black dress with a deep neckline to wear to Cooper, Taylor & Associates. <br /> <br /> "Mr. Cooper, why did you call for me?" <br /> <br /> Her sexy gait carried her to his table.<br /> <br /> She had the nerve to rest her hand on his shoulder before sliding it down to his chest.<br /> <br /> Her beauty gave her the confidence to take down any man.<br /> <br /> Suddenly, Diego stood up and choked her, dragging her all the way to the floor-to-ceiling window.<br /> <br /> He was forced half of her body to hang out of the window.<br /> <br /> "First of all, I'll cut your hands off if you touch me again. Secondly, I'll send you straight to prison the next time you hire someone to hurt Jasmine. You won't be able to get a single penny out of your divorce!"<br /> <br /> Daisy coughed while trying to pry his hand away.<br /> <br /> Looking at his menacing expression was already intimidating enough. When she turned her head to gaze down at the dizzying height, fear gripped her.<br /> <br /> They were on the 118th floor.<br /> <br /> "I-I won't do it againā¦"<br /> <br /> Only then did he lift her up and throw her to a corner. <br /> <br /> "You better see to that."<br /> <br /> The heels Daisy wore were so high that she almost lost her balance and fell. <br /> <br /> She clenched her fists and tried to regain her composure. <br /> <br /> "Why are you taking her side?" <br /> <br /> She couldn't help the question.<br /> <br /> Diego wiped his hand, which had touched her, with a few pieces of tissue paper. <br /> <br /> He spun around, pinning her with his sharp gaze. <br /> <br /> "If my reputation is ruined, will you compensate for it?"<br /> <br /> Daisy initially assumed that Diego had feelings for Jasmine. It turned out that he was simply trying to defend his reputation.<br /> <br /> "Mr. Cooper, are you confident that we can win this case? I don't want to split my assets into half for that guy without a valid reason."<br /> <br /> Over the last two days, Daisy had looked into Jasmine. <br /> <br /> Jasmine accepted various high-profile cases. She was even the defense attorney for a death-row prisoner, who was then released without charges.<br /> <br /> Diego may be able to send an innocent person to jail, but Jasmine could get a prisoner off death row.<br /> <br /> That was why Daisy was worried about seeing Jasmine in court.<br /> <br /> "With me, all I ask is whether you want to win or not because I will certainly win it." <br /> <br /> He spared Daisy a cold glance before returning to his seat.<br /> <br /> Daisy didn't say anything further and left.<br /> <br /> ā¦<br /> <br /> Jasmine and her assistant, Addison, were on their way to the courthouse together.<br /> <br /> "Ms. Black, don't you think the plaintiff is pitiful? His daughter needs the money to receive treatment. If he loses the case and is unable to receive insurance for compensation, what's gonna happen to her?" asked Addison.<br /> <br /> As Jasmine crossed her legs, she shifted her attention from the documents in her hands to give him a brief look. <br /> <br /> "Having faith in your client and giving them the greatest advantage is the basic principle of a lawyer." | LEARN_MORE | https://enjoyae.com/wf_land_page/12119.html?langua | 102579799309506 | Webfic-love | https://facebook.com/100086745850436 | 2,071 | 1 | 7,361,559,563,922,092 | 2024-05-08 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 1 | 1 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | Webfic-love | 120209576368590382 | enjoyae.com | NONE | image | Diego was a prominent lawyer worldwide. He was regarded as the industry's formidable devil. He had never once lost a case. | https://enjoyae.com/wf_land_page/12119.html?language=en×tamp=1715168570680&channelCode=WIENF1000147&bid=21000205576&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&ad_group_name={{adset.name}}&ad_group_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}} | 2024-05-08 06:54 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/440326223_451725507533282_7162009532982309509_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=59KtTHXHK2wQ7kNvgH7wXBN&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfBqbL8Wh1R0KT0AMWgI21F_VNy4NV2RiDLkLvd8ro5FwA&oe=6641CDB6 | person_profile | 0 | Webfic-love | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/440180882_1791312691367997_3588603652982522213_n.jpg?_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=d7zIrNzG4RcQ7kNvgGA0UpQ&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfBaN4GuCu8jxr9qtsHwYzXM3eqvgXhy2zvb5ncHpeDHgg&oe=6641C35B | 0 | 3 | Webfic-love | 0 | 0 | 2024-05-08 02:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||
| 1,778,306 |
/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281)
'{"is_bh_simple_request":false,"simple_request_ratio":0.8958333333333334,"is_bh_selenium":false,"selenium_ratio":1,"ratio_threshold":0.8}'
|
No | 2024-05-08 18:37 | active | 760 | 0 | 1492344945013824 | š„š„ Click to Read šš»šš» | Whatās more embarrassing than a butt dial? Butt dialing your bossā¦ And leaving a dirty voicemail when youāre uhhā¦ āthinkingā about them.<br /> Just had a sexual fantasy with my boss. I stand on legs that are just as shaky as he said theyād be. My throat hurts from moaning and Iām sore as all get-out. As I stand, my phone clatters to the floor.<br /> I reach down to pick it upā<br /> And freeze in horror.<br /> Ruslanās name is lighting up my screen.<br /> And the call is active.<br /> For seven minutes and thirty-two seconds, Iāve been masturbating to the absolute filthiest fantasy Iāve ever had, starring Ruslan Oryolov.<br /> āāāāāāāā<br /> Emma<br /> If anyone has a reason to cry, itās me. My boss is an arrogant prick and my sister is dead and her husband is more of a burden than a help and I have three innocent kids Iām doing my best to raise right but I canāt seem to catch a break and I need sleep and food and more coffee and a vacation and a fresh start andāthe list just goes on. One reason for each of my thousand tears.<br /> āAuntie Em! Auntie Em, wake up.ā<br /> I come to with a start. The sun is slanting in through the blinds and I have absolutely no freaking idea what planet Iām on. I feel a sharp line of pain on my cheek. It takes me a long moment to realize that itās because I have a shoelace plastered to my skin. I peel it off with a wince and look up to see Josh standing over me.<br /> āAuntie Em, itās 7:45. Weāre late for school.ā<br /> The next fifteen minutes are a blur. I get the girls up and dressed in the least coordinated outfits in the history of terrible parenting. I hurl random food into their lunchboxes with no regard for nutritional value. And then weāre all sprinting out the door.<br /> Ben, needless to say, doesnāt so much as lift a finger to help.<br /> I get the evil eye from the receptionist at the kidsā school when I drop them off well into first period. I just pop a peck on each of their foreheads and then turn to Bane.<br /> I get another evil eye from the lobby receptionist there, too, but I donāt quite realize why until Iām in the elevator up to the thirtieth floor and I catch sight of my reflection in the polished bronze.<br /> I look like an absolute shitshow. My hair is a ratās nest on my head and my blouse is on backwards. The fashionable one-shoulder cutout is framing my frayed bra strap instead of a tasteful slice of arm.<br /> Wet street dogs are more put-together than I am.<br /> Itās way too late to go back now, though. I can already imagine Ruslanās eyebrow. Itās probably halfway up his scalp by now. His voice is going to be absolutely frigid when he hears me come stumbling in. Something like:<br /> āYou have got to be kidding me.ā<br /> Wait. That wasnāt my imagination. That was actually his voice.<br /> I open my eyes and turn around to realize that the elevator doors have openedāand who should be standing there but my beloved, benevolent boss?<br /> Sure enough, his eyebrow is locked and loaded and that cruelly sharp jaw of his clenched so tight that I wonder idly if he has a good dentist on speed dial.<br /> I open my mouth to defend myself, but what is there even to say? āIām sorry,ā I blurt. āI fell asleep afterāIt was a long night andāIām sorry. Iām so, so sorry.ā<br /> He doesnāt so much as blink. āI expect you to dress appropriately for your job, Ms. Carson,ā he growls. āNot do the walk of shame through my building.ā<br /> I frown. āThe walk ofā? Hold on. No, thatās not what this is. I didnātāā<br /> āYouāre wearing yesterdayās skirt and flaunting your undergarments like you think you can seduce your way out of beingāā He checks his watch. āātwo and a half hours late. Iām not sure if you think Iām stupid or easy. Iām also not sure which of those two would offend me more.ā<br /> One word snags my attention. āSeduce?ā I parrot stupidly.<br /> Out of nowhere, thoughts of what it would look like to seduce Ruslan Oryolov come prancing through my head.<br /> Wrapping his tie around my fist and bringing that smirking snarl down to my lips for a taste.<br /> Lying back on his desk, pencil skirt hiked above my hips, while he shoves my panties to the side and devours me like his last meal.<br /> On my knees on his office carpet as he stands over me andā<br /> āMs. Carson, Iām not interested in your explanations. Go do your job. Before I find someone else to do it for you.ā<br /> With that, he brushes past me and gets on the elevator. I turn and look dumbly at him as the doors close on his face. The last thing I see is the arrogant slant of his mouth.<br /> Then that, too, disappears.<br /> My cheeks are burning red for the rest of the day. Luckily, I have an extra cardigan at my desk, so Iām able to cover up the worst of my wardrobe malfunction.<br /> But my phone keeps pinging all day long with messages from Ruslan. Do this. Send that. Fax this. Email that. Heās as unbearable as ever. Everything from the expiration date on his coffee creamer to the status of the conference room chairs heās so anal about merits yet another scathing comment from him. And after yesterdayās nightmare, Iām running on fumes.<br /> My only saving grace is that he has a gala tonight, so heās scheduled to leave the office at 5:00 P.M. sharp. Iām counting down the last ten seconds until the clock strikes five like Iām a Times Square partier on New Yearās Eve.<br /> āSevenā¦ Sixā¦ Fiveā¦ Fourā¦ Threeā¦ Twoā¦ Oneā¦ā<br /> Ping. Another text. I moan and look down to see the devilās name pop up on my phone.<br /> RUSLAN: My office. Now.<br /> Goddammit. I was so close.<br /> Sighing, I get up and slink inside.<br /> āShut the door,ā he orders. Itās dark in here. The curtains are sealed tight and the temperature is Arctic. Heās a mass of shadows behind his desk, huge and fragrant. The only thing I can see is the sharp light of his amber eyes.<br /> āSit.ā A shadowy hand points at the chair across from his desk.<br /> I perch at the edge of the seat in question. My nerves are buzzing and frayed. Iām so, so tired. But I canāt show him that. Matter of fact, I refuse to show him that.<br /> I wonāt give the smug prick the satisfaction of thinking heās outlasted me.<br /> āI asked you yesterday if I had your full attention,ā he begins. āIām not so sure I do. So let me say this: if your priorities lie anywhere other than this company, then I will find a new assistant. Iām not a nice man, Ms. Carson. So believe me when I tell you that this is not the kind of place where you get three strikes before something bad happens. You mess up onceāyouāre gone. Am I making myself clear?ā<br /> I swallow. āYes, sir.ā<br /> He nods. āGood. Be here on time tomorrow. Dress like you intend to keep your job. Now, if youāll excuse meā¦ thereās the door.ā<br /> He looks down at his phone and poof, itās like I donāt exist anymore.<br /> But I. Am. Pissed.<br /> He doesnāt know what Iām going through. He doesnāt know Ben is snoring and farting in my living room, or that three little kids are waiting on me to pick them up from after-school care. He doesnāt know that I buried my sister or that Iām barely keeping my head above water. He doesnāt know anything.<br /> āNo.ā I blurt it before I can think better of it. āNo. No. Iām not some little worm under your shoe, Mr. Oryolov. Iām aāI mean, screw you, Iām a person! I have a life and hobbies and people who depend on me. Iām real! So Iād appreciate it very much if youād pull your smug head out of your smug prick and treat me with some respect for once.ā<br /> Ruslan blinks.<br /> Blinks.<br /> Blinks.<br /> āIs there something else, Ms. Carson?ā<br /> Thatās when I realize that my whole little tirade took place entirely in my head. It wasnāt real. All imagined. Just a pleasant little detour to a fantasy land where I give him my two cents and then some.<br /> I swallow past the nasty taste in my throat and stand. āNo, sir,ā I say quietly. āNothing at all.ā<br /> -<br /> I ended the call with my best friend, Phoebe.<br /> Then a face pops up on the black screen of my mindās eye.<br /> Itās Ruslan because, like I told Pheebs, he haunts me even when Iām off the clock. Heās smiling that smile she described. That come-to-bed-and-let-me-show-you-what-I-can-do-to-you smile. The camera of my imagination pulls back and floats down.<br /> Imaginary Ruslan is wearing an ivory white button-down shirt with the top two buttons undone. Enough to see a dusting of dark chest hair and the edge of a tattoo I canāt quite make out. He flexes his forearms in front of him. Those knuckles crack, louder than I expected, and I let out a surprised little gasp.<br /> I like when you make that noise, he croons. Shall I see if I can make you do it again?<br /> Iām nodding before Iām even realizing what Iām doing. āMake me moan,ā I plead.<br /> Iām also touching the inside of my knee before I realize what Iām doing. But itās not my hands that are doing itāor at least, it doesnāt feel like itās my hands. Itās Ruslanās hands, huge and powerful, palming my thigh and drifting up under the edge of my pencil skirt.<br /> Youāve been a naughty assistant, he growls, breath minty in my face where it mingles with the woodsy spice of his cologne. Thereās a faint laugh on the edge of his voice, like he knows that this whole thing is crazy but heās just going with it because itās hotter than it is ridiculous. Youāve been so very, very bad. Step into my office and shut the door.<br /> The rest of the world disappears like I just followed his orders. Gone is my messy apartment and the lingering smell of burrito cheese. Ruslan is all I smell now.<br /> That cologne.<br /> That breath.<br /> Beneath it, that musk that sets my nerve endings on fire.<br /> āAre you going to punish me, Ruslan?ā I whisper.<br /> Iām on the literal edge of my seat, grinding and bucking against my fingers. Imaginary Ruslan has me eating out of the palm of his hand. Iād do anything for him. Say anything. Be anything.<br /> Imaginary Ruslan is every bit the cruel prick that real Ruslan is. He said heād keep my orgasms to himself, but I feel like I stole this one from him. The euphoria of it rips through me in one endless lightning bolt after the next, until finally, what feels like an hour later, I come back to something like normal consciousness with drool on my lips and my fingers wet and sticky with my own desire.<br /> I stand on legs that are just as shaky as he said theyād be. My throat hurts from moaning and Iām sore as all get-out. As I stand, my phone clatters to the floor.<br /> I reach down to pick it upā<br /> And freeze in horror.<br /> Ruslanās name is lighting up my screen.<br /> And the call is active.<br /> The reality of what is happening clicks in my gut immediately, but it takes a few delayed moments before my head comes to terms with it.<br /> For seven minutes and thirty-two seconds, Iāve been on a call with Ruslan Oryolov.<br /> For seven minutes and thirty-two seconds, Iāve been masturbating to the absolute filthiest fantasy Iāve ever had, starring Ruslan Oryolov.<br /> For seven minutes and thirty-two seconds, my phone has been recording every last moan and gasp and breath and twitch I made while I begged for his mercy and pleaded for him to make me come.<br /> Did Ruslan hear the whole thing?<br /> -<br /> āItās over. My life as I know it is over. R.I.P. to me.ā<br /> āIām sorry, who is this?ā<br /> āPheebs!ā<br /> She chuckles while I stare at my reflection in the mirror and try not to throw up. My phone is lying on the bathroom counter on speakerphone, mostly because my palms have been sweating since I saw the meeting invite in my calendar for today.<br /> 9:00 A.M. ā 09:07:32 A.M.: Emma Carson 1-on-1 with Ruslan Oryolov.<br /> āSorry. Couldnāt resist. Anyway, rewind, take a deep breath, then tell me whatās going on in your big girl voice. Unburden yourself. Take all the time you need. Just make it quick because I have a 9 oāclock appointment.ā<br /> Iām bouncing on the balls of my feet now, the same way that Reagan does when she needs to pee really bad. āYeah, so do I. With him.ā<br /> āAh. Oh, waitāoh.ā<br /> I first called Phoebe last night right after realizing what Iād done. Her reaction was a dizzying mixture of pride and horror. I believe her exact words were, āSure, itās mortifying, but Iām glad you got your rocks off. Knew you had it in you.ā<br /> Sheās a little more reassuring now that things are escalating out of control. āThat doesnāt necessarily mean he heard the voicemail, Em. Maybe this is just a standard, no-big-deal, super-boring-business-stuff Thursday morning meeting.ā<br /> āItās scheduled for seven minutes and thirty-two seconds. Precisely.ā<br /> āHm.ā Thereās a beat of silence. āDoesnāt look good, does it?ā<br /> āSeriously? Thatās all youāve got for me? Iām gonna lose my job, Phoebe!ā<br /> āYou donāt know that for sure. Just take a deep breath and go in there, see what he wants. Play it cool, yāknow?ā<br /> āAnd what if what he wants is to kick my arse to the curb with a recommendation letter that claims Iām a dirty bimbo?ā<br /> āI mean, thereās probably a market for that.ā I moan as Phoebeās laughter fades into a serious tone. āListen, boo: whatever happens, youāre a strong, smart, confident woman and youāre gonna land on your feet. And until you do, Iāve got your back.ā<br /> Her words mean everything to me, but I know that Phoebe doesnāt have much margin for error in her life, either. She struggles just as hard as I do. If she is able to help, it still wouldnāt put a dent in all the bills and loans looming over me.<br /> āThanks for the pep talk. Iāve gotta go to my doom now.ā<br /> āKeep your pecker up!ā<br /> I blink. āHuh?ā<br /> āOklahoma talk. It means, like, ābreak a leg,ā but for Midwesterners.ā<br /> If I werenāt worried about losing my job and ending up homeless on the street with three kids, Iād laugh. Instead, I say one more miserable goodbye, then spend a solid three minutes dry-heaving into one of the empty bathroom stalls.<br /> Once Iāve sufficiently bruised my stomach lining, I slink out of the bathroom and waste the remaining two minutes before the meeting standing outside of Ruslanās door, watching the clock steal my life away one second at a time.<br /> āYou okay, Emma?ā asks Katie Miller, another of the executive assistants on this floor, as she passes by.<br /> āDandy,ā I mumble. āJust waiting for the noose.ā<br /> āWhat was that?ā<br /> āNothing. I like your earrings. Have a good day.ā<br /> She raises her brow a smidge. Iām not usually so dismissive, but I canāt concentrate on small talk right now. Not when Iām T-minus thirty seconds away from the end of my career.<br /> Dear God, I know I donāt pray to you often. Or, well, ever. But please help me out today and Iāll definitely consider starting on a more semi-regular basis.<br /> Great. Now, Iām bargaining with God. New low, Emma. New low.<br /> I take a deep breath and walk into his office. The shades are tight, snuffing out all the light of the Manhattan morning beyond. Itās like a bear cave in hereāand the grizzly in question is sitting at his desk, scrolling through his phone. He doesnāt acknowledge me until Iām standing in front of his desk.<br /> āSit.ā<br /> The moment my rear end is parked, he puts his phone down and looks at me. Just looks at me.<br /> In the eighteen months that Iāve worked for him, heās never once given me the benefit of his full attention. Even during our morning meetings, heās either on his phone, flipping through files, or typing away on his laptop. I used to be annoyed about it. Iām only now realizing I should have been grateful.<br /> Should I say something?<br /> Maybe he wants me to break the silence. Maybe Iām supposed to give him an explanation, an apology, something. But the more the silence stretches on, the less Iām capable of breaking it.<br /> I decide once again that those amber eyes of his should be outlawed.<br /> āI heard the voicemail,ā he says at last.<br /> I canāt place his tone. Amusement? Anger? Disbelief?<br /> āDo you have anything to say, Ms. Carson?ā<br /> I launch into the apology I spent most of last night practicing in the mirror. āI canāt tell you how sorry I am, Mr. Oryolov. I have no idea what I was thinking. The whole thing was an accident; I didnāt realize Iād dialed you. I was so tired and out of it andā¦ I can assure you that it will never happen again. I swear.ā<br /> My cheeks are flushed with embarrassment, but I try to keep my voice steady. I canāt sound too desperate, although thatās exactly what I am.<br /> āTell me, Ms. Carson: what would you do in my place?ā<br /> āI would give the plucky, hard-working assistant another chance, maybe?ā Itās a long shot, but I figure, what the heck? I just wish Iād asked it without my voice rising to an Alvin and the Chipmunks pipsqueak at the end.<br /> His mouth twitches with the promise of a smile, but itās gone as quick as it came. āI know what you sound like when you climax, Emma. Is that the soundtrack you want running through all our interactions from now on?ā<br /> Flushing the brightest of reds, I shake my head. āIf we could maybe just forget this whole thingāā<br /> āThe way I see it, there are only two options here.ā<br /> I hold my breath.<br /> āOne, I fire you.ā<br /> There it is. I knew it. Iām done for. Iām going to need to call the welfare office and see whatā<br /> āOr twoā¦ I give you exactly what you want.ā<br /> I almost choke on my own saliva. What little is left in my gaping mouth. āW-what?ā<br /> Silently, Ruslan offers me the blue folder lying in front of him. I pick it up with shaky hands and open the cover. It takes me a few long moments to figure out what on earth Iām looking at.<br /> Aā¦ contract?<br /> I read through the first page, feeling a strange sensation bubble up in my chest.Then, since Iām clearly misunderstanding something, I read through the first page again. And again. And again.<br /> Only then do I look up. āIs this a joke?ā<br /> He doesnāt blink. āI never joke.ā<br /> āItās just that, it seems like, from what I read, umāā<br /> āI will offer you money and security in exchange for live encores of the little performance you sent me last night. In addition to meeting my other needs.ā<br /> āAnd by āneeds,ā you meanā¦intercourse?ā<br /> He tilts his chin down and regards me solemnly. āHow explicit would you like me to be, Ms. Carson?ā<br /> What.<br /> āSo thisāā I raise the blue folder in my hand. āāis a sugar daddy contract?ā<br /> His brow furrows. āIād prefer to call it a āFriend With Benefitsā contract.ā<br /> āBut weāre not friends.ā<br /> He smirks. āFair enough. No, weāre not.ā<br /> Thereās a throbbing in my head that reminds me of the first time I got drunk. Sienna and I had snuck into Dadās study the eve of my sixteenth birthday and stolen a 1984 Chateau Latour. We passed it back and forth, taking turns sipping from the bottle like it was cheap bagged drink until the whole thing was gone.<br /> For a moment, I think about what Sienna would say if she were here. Would she be outraged or intrigued? Would she slap the smug prick and storm out?<br /> Or would she grin and say, Double the price and Iām in.<br /> What would you do, Si?<br /> And then it hits me, a bolt of lightning straight to the chest, almost like sheās speaking to me herself. I miss her so much, it hurts. But she left little bits of herself behind, in all three of her children. The same kids Iām working off to protect.<br /> That right there is the answer.<br /> Sienna would have done whatever was best for her children.<br /> So I donāt slap him. I donāt storm out. I sit there and stare at my arrogant, prick boss who always gets exactly what he wants.<br /> And what he wantsā¦ is me.<br /> I meet Ruslanās steely gaze. āWhat happens if I say no?ā | LEARN_MORE | https://a.funstorys.com/ad/RnVuU3RvcnkvMTcyNTgwLzI | 142292175627960 | Fun003 | https://facebook.com/61551606164621 | 66 | 1 | 403,267,445,854,277 | 2024-05-08 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | Fun003 | 120209474942950696 | a.funstorys.com | NONE | video | https://a.funstorys.com/ad/RnVuU3RvcnkvMTcyNTgwLzIwMjQwNTA4MTYxNDI1L3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 2024-05-08 03:18 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/440452154_1161213844901890_1159398570541003981_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=xC9SgKGXqisQ7kNvgE24PiW&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfDIn0bcoZxGMxb4k3MySghfgpg6wWo_N3Mv4YVe46r8Iw&oe=6641F78B | person_profile | 0 | Fun003 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/440469932_1735458060532860_172105977735639582_n.jpg?_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=f9_pgR3h_HYQ7kNvgHbGkCs&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfAkthbnQaN_bfKH8vpa2gj35FdfR5ZgmgvLjZTxWf6S7w&oe=6641D848 | 0 | 3 | Fun003 | 0 | 0 | 2024-05-08 02:00 | View Edit Delete |