<b>Chapter </b><b>8</b>
Sweetheart, let’s get you into dry clothes. You must be <b>so </b>ufortable,” Wird offered, pulling ra up. “It’s just a contract. Make me happy, and I’ll sign itter.
ra’s heart skipped a beat, thinking, ‘A man leading a woman to a changing room here? It’s nothing but a yground for their pleasure!
She gave Walter a frosty look. ‘Is he going to let this yboy whisk me away?”
Surprisingly, Walter said coolly, “I Mr. Hersey signs, I’ll sign too.”
The implication made ra gasp. He was pushing her into another man’s arms.
Richard was ecstatic, signaling ra with his eyes. He thought for the sake of a big deal, a little sacrifice seemed trivial. He quickly opened the door for
them,
ra settled into a terrifying calm. The anger from before had drenched her back. The st of the air conditioning made her feel as if she was beingContent is property of N?velDrama.Org.
encased in ice.
She red at Walter defiantly. Walter, however, didn’t spare her a nce. Feeling cold to the bone, <b>ra </b>finally said, “<b>Fine</b>, thank you, Mr. Colon.”
Wird dragged ra to the changing room. The manager brought a more sexy ck dress, obviously aware of what was toe, and promptly left, closing the door firmly behind him.
As soon as the door closed, Wird pushed ra, making her lose her footing and fall onto the sofa.
“Be good, let’s have some fun first. I’ll take you to a hotelter,” he proposed, excitement evident as he forcefully tried to kiss her.
ra dodged, causing his chin to hit her shoulder hard. She winced in pain but remained silent, likely bruised.
“Don’t shy <b>away</b>, darling. You’re just perfect. Right curves in all the right ces. And those legs are so slim. You don’t look inexperienced<b>, </b><b>so </b>drop the act. Rx, let me enjoy,” he teased.
ra forcefully pushed Wird away and kicked him off the sofa with her long legs.
Wird hit the floor, shocked. “Kicking me? Don’t you want the contract signed? Mr. Hunt brought you knowing my preferences. Weren’t you aware?”
ra cursed internally, “If I knew you were such an asshole, I wouldn’t have bothereding to this <b>shit </b>ce.”
“Mr. Hersey, ying games isn’t my thing,” she said, her voiceced with scorn.
Wird paused, then smirked mischievously. “A woman I can’t handle? Are you fucking kidding me?”
“Got a wife, Mr. Hersey?” ra asked.
He shook <b>his </b>head<b>, </b>clearly not ready to settle <b>down</b>.
Twirling her hair, ra smiled. “You don’t know me, Mr. <b>Horsey</b>, I’m persistent. If you get involved with me, I’ll make sure you end up marrying me. I have countless tactics. I can disrupt your affairs, wreck your dates, create scandals, and even secretly have your child. Think <b>about </b>it. Do you wanna try it? Don’t underestimate me. After <b>all</b>, where there’s <b>a </b>will, there’s a way.”
Wird’s heart skipped a beat as anxiety crept in,This sounds like a recipe for disaster. A casual fling is one thing, but getting tangled up with her? That’s asking for a lifetime of drama. And she’s not joking around.“”
13:20, <b>Wed</b><b>, </b>29 May & M