Chapter 322: Smoke A Cigarette And Watch A Show
Chapter 322: Smoke a Cigarette and Watch a Show
She initially considered turning off the video but then changed her mind, bing increasingly
interested in what she was watching. Unfortunately, the surveince footage only had video, no
audio, so Cheyenne couldn''t gauge how seductive Nora''s voice might be at this moment.
After watching for a few minutes, Cheyenne grew bored. Teagan was quite inventive, but he was
clearlycking stamina. He had taken a break after just over ten minutes. ording to his profile,
he kept multiple extramarital rtionships while dating Jane, which likely exined his fatigue from
"working day and night."
Cheyenne pulled out a small silver USB drive and plugged it into theputer''s port, copying this
video segment for herself. The copying process would take a little time.
She was feeling a bit tired.
Her slender hand reached into her coat pocket, retrieved a cigarette, and held it between two
elegant fingers. She lit it using a vintage perfume bottle-shaped lighter, igniting a blue me that
looked especially eerie in the dim surveince room. The reflection danced in her bright, enigmatic
eyes, seemingly bottomless.
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The scene shifted to the Berry Vi.
Jane had workedte until 8 PM, and after having dinner, she meticulously pampered herself with
skincare and makeup. She put on a silky and sexy low-cut nightgown and had justin down on the
big bed, thinking of calling Teagan.
As she took out her phone, a multimedia message notification popped up.
It was a picture.
In the picture, a man was passionately embracing a young woman, and their embrace seemed
intimate.
Even from the side view, she could recognize him - the man in the picture was none other than her
fiance, Teagan.
It hadn''t been long since their chance encounter at the lingerie store with Abbie, where Teagan had
promised not to see other women.
Jane''s heart sank. She had been cheated on again.
Jane promptly sat up in bed, her gaze fixed on the picture on her phone.
A taunting message followed: "the Vintage Club, Room 201, dare toe?"
Jane swiftly threw the covers aside, grabbed her ck overcoat from the wardrobe, and left the
room. She was determined to confront Teagan.
In the living room downstairs, Mrs. Berry was watching a flower arrangement tutorial on TV while
practicing floral arrangements herself. The table was cluttered with trimmed flower leaves and some
unused fresh flowers.
Mrs. Berry''s peripheral vision caught a hurried figure rushing down the stairs. She raised an
eyebrow in slight surprise and inquired, "At this hour, where are you off to?"
Jane, with her eyes reddened and a face filled with anger, responded coldly, "There''s a work issue
at thepany, and I need to go back and handle it."
Hearing this, Mrs. Berry frowned, and she used her scissors to snip off arge portion of the rose
stem with too many leaves. The thorns on it almost hurt her hand.
"Yourpany always seems to have something going on - eitherte hours or some urgent matter.
Go on then, bute back soon. I''ll have the maid warm up some milk for you."
"Okay," Jane replied. She hadn''t told her mother the truth; she didn''t want to let her mother know
about Teagan''s affairs. Her mother was never very understanding about such things and would
likely say something like "Few men are faithful; just look at your dad."
When Cody was young, he had gone through a reckless phase of promiscuity, and it had happened
when Mrs. Berry had just given birth to Jane, a girl, which disappointed him.
The doctor had also announced that it would be difficult for Jane''s mother to conceive again.
Ever since her elder brother passed away, Cody had taken control of the shares he left behind,
bing a sessful man in high society. He was young, wealthy, and prosperous, but like many
rich men, he had begun frequenting nightclubs and acquiring multiple apartments. He even kept
several young mistresses.
Among these women, some were as young as fifteen or sixteen, barely high school students. Mrs.
Berry was unaware of Cody''s twisted inclinations and tastes in women, but at least he had not
fathered any illegitimate children.
As he grew older, Cody gradually reined in his behavior, and he eventually severed all ties with
these women.
Mrs. Berry''s philosophy on love was simple: as long as a man remembered toe home, nothing
else mattered.
Jane, on the other hand, was entirely different. She had grown up in a wealthy household, was the
only daughter, and had developed a demanding and unyielding personality. She waspetitive
and intolerant of even the slightest indiscretion.
She had even gone as far as using her authority to cklist the young model she''d encountered
while shopping with Teagan thest time, ensuring that the model''s career was permanently
damaged.
Teagan was well aware of Jane''s actions, but he had no intention of confronting her about it. This
man had his own ambitions and goals, and he prioritized his own interests. He loved power and was
willing topromise for it.
Jane was confident that Teagan wouldn''t get angry with her for interfering with his affairs.
Nearly twenty minutester, Jane stormed into the Vintage Club''s second floor with a powerful aura.
Her appearance drew the attention of many employees.
In the room, it was the third time of intense intimacy for Teagan and a young woman. Teagany
beside the woman, his body drenched in sweat, and his glistening chest muscles reflected in the
dim light.
A dainty, rosy hand began to trace up his forearm to his shoulder. The woman''s flushed face held a
look of desire.
"Teagan, dear."
Her voice was soft and husky, and the huskiness had its own unique allure. Just thinking about it
made Teagan''s heart race.
"Ah," hezily responded, keeping his eyes closed.
Nora, who had earlier pretended to be pure, imed she wanted to sever ties and saying that they
shouldn''t be together.
But today she asked him to sleep with herself.
He had no reason to say no.
Besides, he had a desire for her. Though she was a bit affected, she knew how to show weakness.
Compared to Jane, who was dominating and overwhelming to the point where he could barely catch
his breath, Nora''s tenderness and reliance made him feel needed, which was a weed change.
Knowing that she seemed somewhat unsatisfied, Teagan was content, but he had one crucial
matter to attend to.
He got up, retrieved his shirt that was lying at the foot of the bed, and began buttoning it up one
button at a time. His voice remained gentle as he said, "I have to get back; this is all for today. Let''s
n for next time."
Nora was disappointed, but Teagan''s words implied he would see her again. She felt relieved.
However, just at that moment, the tightly closed door was abruptly pushed open. A dark figure
stormed into the room and identally stepped on Jerry, who was on the floor. The intruder, without
uttering a word, went straight to Nora and delivered two resounding ps.
"You little wretch, how dare you seduce my fiance!"