Chapter 260 A Fatal Blow


    Spencer''s POV:


    Not long after, I left Charles''pany and went back to the bar.


    Once there, a waiter ran towards me, catching his breath. "Mr. Patel,e with me please. Vivian is


    drunk inside her car. We thought it wouldn''t be appropriate for us to get close to her, so we decided


    to lock her in her car for the time being."


    I frowned at him and asked, "Why the hell did you lock her in there? Couldn''t you have just helped


    her out?"


    The waiter appeared to be embarrassed. I didn''t have the patience to wait for his exnation, so I


    just strode downstairs.


    Soon, I reached Vivian''s car and opened the back door. It was then that I found that parts of her


    body were naked. My immediate reaction was to close the door.


    "Oh, Spencer, it''s you!" Vivian pushed the door open. She was leaning against the backseat, visibly


    drunk. Her coat and trousers had been casually thrown aside. One of the shoulders of her shirt was


    falling off, and her breasts were half exposed. I was only a man, so I must admit that they turned me


    on. The strap of her underwear could be seen faintly under the hem of her clothes. She lifted her


    long legs, stretching them towards me.


    While intoxicated, she said to me, "Do something!


    If you''re not going to make a move, go find me someone else who will."


    I frowned, pressing her legs back. Then, I bent down to pick up her coat. "Put on your clothes!"


    "Fuck, no!" Vivian shrank into the car, leaning against the other door.


    Angrily, I roared, "Vivian,e on! Sober up! You''re not in your bedroom. This is the parking lot!"


    Vivian blushed, staring at me with her glistening eyes. "That''s just an excuse! Am I not sexy enough


    for you? Aren''t you aroused by my body at all? Or perhaps you''re just impotent? Just say it,


    Spencer. I won''tugh at you."


    She was so drunk that I couldn''t converse with her properly.


    I sat in the backseat, gently pushing the coat towards her. "Be a good girl and put on some clothes


    first. Let''s talk about those other thingster, okay?"


    Vivian grabbed her coat and threw it at me. I instinctively dodged, causing the coat to brush past me


    and fall outside of the car.


    In a stern voice, I said, "Vivian."


    At this time, Vivian leaned against the car door, crossed her legs and rested them on myp. "I don''t


    want to talk about anything else. I just want to know if you''re capable of having an erection like a


    normal man. Why don''t you prove it to me?"


    She was looking at me as if she were challenging me.


    I was so frustrated that my head ached.


    As I rubbed my temples, I picked up her trousers and intended to put them on her.


    However, Vivian kicked me away and withdrew her legs.


    She scoffed at me while ring at me with those dreamy eyes. "You can''t even prove yourself,


    Spencer. You''re such a coward! Just go to the bar and find me a real man!"


    "Now that I''m here, nobody will dare touch you!"


    I had lost my temperpletely. I wanted to take off my coat and give it to her. But before I could


    even take my sleeves off, Vivian wrapped her arms around my waist. I lost my bnce and fell on


    her.


    My head began to spin. I was on top of Vivian''s body. She was like an octopus, shackling me with


    all of her limbs.


    "You..." Before I could finish my sentence, Vivian began to kiss me.


    She was practically sucking on my tongue, biting my lips, and moaning with anticipation.


    I tried to push her away, but Vivian suddenly got on top of me.


    Her hand slid into my clothes, rubbing it against my skin. My breathing quickened as my chest


    heaved up and down.


    Slowly, her hands moved down. She unbuckled my belt, reached in, and grabbed my thick, hard


    cock.


    I moaned with pleasure, trying to grab her hand. But Vivian seemed to have sensed my intention.


    She quickly began to masturbate my cock as she French kissed me. Her supple breasts were


    rubbing against my body.


    All of my rationality had faded at this moment.


    I carried Vivian onto the seat, raring to remove all of her clothes. I pressed my body against her with


    every bit of strength I had, and indulged in the music of her pleasured moans as we kissed. After


    having sex for a long time, we finally reached the climax. I held Vivian tight within my embrace,


    closing my eyes as I orgasmed.


    Even in my dreams, a woman was still caressing me. I grabbed her hand and saw Vivian''s face.


    All of a sudden, I heard a loud bang. In that moment, Vivian vanished into thin air.


    It was then that I woke up and opened my eyes. It wasn''t until a momentter that I realized that the


    loud bang I heard was the car door mming shut.


    I sat upright and found that Vivian was no longer by my side. After putting on my clothes, I hurried


    out of the car to chase after her.


    Vivian must''ve gone back to her room. I wanted to follow her, but I had no idea what to tell her.


    Thus, I had to go back to my room for now.


    I wanted to change my clothes, but then, I found woman''s panties inside my pocket. There was a


    print of Donald Duck on it.


    ''Is this Vivian''s?'' I wondered.


    My body felt hot all over, and I immediately threw the underwear into the trash can. But a moment


    later, I picked it up.


    I wasn''t sure why, but the Donald Duck print was damned lovely at the moment!


    Charles'' POV:


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    It was rare for me to have spare time at an afternoon like this one. I set up an appointment with


    Spencer and David to y tennis with them.


    After changing into sportswear, we chatted as we walked into the indoor tennis court.


    Meanwhile, a news was broadcasting on the TV screen on the wall.


    "The Lively Group is in a terrible financial crisis. Their CEO, Rita Lively, is missing. Thousands of


    thepany''s employees are demanding payments and are rallying at thepany''s


    headquarters."


    A reporter was broadcasting the current situation of the Lively Group on live TV. It was crowded and


    thepany was in shambles. All the tables, chairs, andputers had been destroyed.


    Spencer appeared to be confused. "I remember that Rita has found a helper. And they actually met


    at our bar several times,"


    I snorted.


    Spencer raised an eyebrow while looking at me. "Charles, did you do this?"


    I nodded in response, and said, "I won''t be able to rest easy until I destroy the Lively Group


    completely."


    "Well done! It''s time for Rita to suffer. She''s done so many bad things, and she deserves what''s


    coming for her." David grinned from ear to ear.


    I raised my racket towards him. "Don''t mention her again. It''ll just ruin my mood," I said.


    "Let''s y tennis!" Spencer ran into the court, seemingly in high spirits.


    I looked at him in bewilderment. ''Why does


    Spencer look so excited today?"