Jack felt a bit shocked, he didn't think that Diana would be drunk. Despite that, he tried to keep the situation comfortable, "Fine, if you're sure. But if you want to go home, just say so."Diana smiled weakly "I'm totally fine, Jack. Let's continue our conversation."However, as time went on, Diana spoke more and more with a passion that was getting out of control. He started raving about everything, from work to his personal hobbies. Many funny and unexpected comments made Jack laugh, even though he was still worried about Diana's condition.Suddenly, Diana burst out laughing and clasped Jack's hand tightly. "You know what, Jack? I have to admit you. You are so handsome and charming!"Jack felt a little awkward but still smiled. "Thank you Diana. But maybe you should rest now."Diana shook her head "Oh no, I still want to have fun! Nothing can stop me now!"Seeing Diana getting out of control, Jack felt the need to take action. "Diana, how about I walk you home? I don't want you to
Slowly, Diana opened her eyes and felt her head spinning. Morning light streamed in through the hotel room window, and she stretched her body sleepily. However, her gaze soon landed on a figure sleeping on the sofa beside her bed. She squinted, trying to understand what was going on.Diana was surprised to realize that the person sleeping on the couch was Jack. Her heart pounded because the situation felt so strange. She immediately checked her clothes, relieved to see that they were intact and that nothing wrong had happened last night.The memory of what happened slowly came back to her. Diana recalled the kiss she gave Jack, and her expression turned bright red. She felt a mixture of shame and awe because of Jack's attitude and treatment.Cautiously, Diana got out of bed and approached Jack who was still sleeping. She reflects on the decision Jack made last night, respecting boundaries and being a responsible man. A deep feeling of awe rose in her heart, and she realized how lucky
"Jack, why hold back?" she asked. The question took Jack by surprise. Diana seemed to read his mind. “I-I… You are so beautiful and I really like you, Diana. But… I have to be honest because I'm not ready for any kind of commitment,” replied Jack honestly. Diana was a little disappointed by Jack's words, but she also felt his desire rising, so she didn't care anymore. Besides, Diana's pride would have been hurt a little if Jack had thought she was expecting a serious relationship. So, Diana chose to lie. “I know, Jack. I don't want a serious relationship either. That's why I turned down my engagement to Daniel. I only want this once,“ said Diana. Hearing Diana's words, Jack hugged Diana's body and immediately kissed Diana's neck under the warm water of the shower. Jack's caresses left red marks. The caress then led downwards, towards Diana's breasts which were so round and beautiful. Jack squeezed it and sucked it passionately, making Diana scream with pleasure. Jack pushed Diana
Liam looked at Suzzane with deep eyes, reflecting the emotional conflict in his heart. His face bore an expression of mixed pity and obvious doubt. He was left disappointed by Suzzane's actions, but also open to the possibility of giving her a chance to right her wrongs. "Suzzane, you have really disappointed me with your unethical actions. I feel disappointed by my choice to trust you but I will give you one more chance. You tell Jack and I can finally win the tender. Next time, if you are in such a situation, better tell me straight away."Suzzane lowered her head in shame, feeling the weight of her actions. She nodded sincerely, trying to honestly express her regret. "I'm so sorry Liam. I know that words of apology aren't enough. If Gordon comes to me again, I will tell you everything right away. I won't cover it up anymore."Liam's breathing is deep and regular as he tries to contemplate his decision. He knew that giving a second chance was not an easy decision. "Fine, Suzzane. I
Rita looked at Gordon intently. "Gordon, I'm going to seek help from someone who can help us with this situation. We can only hope that he will."Gordon looked at his mother expectantly. "Mom, can he really help us?"Rita nodded gently. "Yes, he has strong connections in the law and business world in this city. But I have a condition that you must comply with."Gordon nodded seriously. "What is it, Mom?"Rita showed a serious expression. "I don't want your father to know about this. I know that he can get very angry and the conflict between the two of you will only get complicated. We want to avoid further fights in our family."Gordon nodded understandingly. Even though he wanted to tell his father everything, he also knew that Rita was right in considering the impact this revelation would have on their family relationship. "I understand, Mom.""And one more thing, stay out of trouble! Even though I want to help you all the time, but there must be a point where I can't help you anymo
"You better check it out right away, there's something you need to know," Lambert said. After saying so, he walked out of the room.Wasting no time, Jack immediately grabbed his cell phone and opened the online newspaper's gossip column. His eyes sank as he looked at the photos showing him and Diana checking into a luxury hotelHe slowly scrolled down to read the accompanying article. Although he hoped that this news wouldn't be too bad, he couldn't contain the feeling of anxiety that was rising."Jack Ashworth, seen with the young and beautiful woman who is presumably Diana Buchanan in a five star hotel in the city. Diana looked very drunk. Many people speculated that Ashworth got Diana drunk on purpose," reads the article which is quite striking.In the article, photos of the two of them are taken from different angles, showing their obvious check-in moment. Diana was clearly drunk and unable to walk straight and Jack had his arm around her waist.Jack worked his way through his wor
In a state full of anxiety, Gordon tries to suppress his panic when the police keep guarding him. With great humility, he begged the policeman on duty, "Excuse me, can I call my mother? I need to tell her about this situation."One of the cops nodded in agreement. "Sure, you can do it, but under our supervision."Gordon quickly retrieved his cell phone, hands shaking as he dialed his mother's number. After finding it, he pressed the call button in dismay. His voice was hoarse when Rita Hawthorne finally picked up the call on the other side."Mom, it's me," said Gordon."Gordon? What happened? Why are you calling from the police number?" Rita asked frantically.Gordon tried to calm himself for a moment before speaking. "Mom, I... I was caught by the police. Mom, didn't you promise to help me?"Rita was silent for a moment, "Son, I haven't received any help yet. I will seek help soon. Please be patient for a while. I will come and bring a lawyer to get you out of there."Gordon whined i
Gordon looked around anxiously. "Has there been a lawyer?" he asked, wishing someone could help them with the situation.Rita held Gordon's hand gently. "Not yet, dear. We haven't found the right lawyer yet."Gordon nodded, but his gaze was filled with astonishment. "But we always have family lawyers, right? Why don't we ask them for help?"Rita swallowed her breath, feeling sad to have to tell this truth. "Honey, your father didn't allow our family lawyer to interfere in this case."Gordon was surprised. "But why? They are always there to help us with any problem."Rita placed her hand on Gordon's cheek gently. "Gordon, your father has reasons of his own. He is worried that this will further damage our family's reputation."Gordon felt both confused and angry. "Why does he hate me, Mom? We are father and son."Rita tried to reassure Gordon, hugging him tightly. "Honey, your father doesn't hate you. He's just worried and upset about what happened."Gordon looked at his mother with con
As the smoke began to dissipate, revealing the chaos of the decimated lab, Jack's enhanced vision honed in on Patrick, a formidable figure even in his wounded state. Blood trickled down Patrick's forehead, mixing with the grim determination and seething anger in his eyes. His breath came in ragged gasps, a testament to the intensity of their struggle."You think you can defeat me like this?" Patrick's voice reverberated through the chamber, his words dripping with contempt as he advanced towards Jack. "I won't let you win, Jack!"With a sudden burst of speed, Patrick lunged forward, his armored form hurtling towards Jack with frightening velocity. Jack barely had time to react, his instincts kicking in as he braced himself for the impact.The clash was thunderous, the force of Patrick's charge slamming into Jack like a battering ram. They grappled fiercely, each trying to gain the upper hand in the brutal melee. Jack's muscles strained against the weight of Patrick's armor, his mind r
Jack's situation was dire. He lay on the cold floor, pain radiating through his body, Ashley's bloodied form just out of reach. His vision blurred and darkened at the edges, but he wasn't ready to give up. He knew he had one last trick up his sleeve.With a barely noticeable movement, he activated the communication implant Jill had embedded in his arm. It was a last-resort device, meant for emergencies only. Jack whispered urgently, his voice barely a breath, "Jill, now!"Even though it looked like he was talking to himself, he knew Jill was listening. His eyes briefly met Patrick's smug gaze before he summoned all his remaining strength. With a sudden, almost inhuman burst of energy, Jack leaped high into the air, his body propelled by the advanced tech Jill had provided.He soared upwards, smashing through the ceiling and creating a gaping hole. Dust and debris rained down as the astonished guards and Patrick stared up, their expressions a mix of shock and disbelief. The room fell s
Patrick, sensing a slight tremor of control slipping from his grasp, attempted to regain his dominance with a sneer. "You think you're clever, don't you, Jack?" he jeered, his voice echoing off the cold, stone walls of the lair. "But you're just bluffing. We both know what happened the last time you tried to fight alone. You lost, and you lost badly. Look around you. My men guard every corner of this place with the highest vigilance. There's no help coming from Jill or anyone else. You think you can fool me? I anticipated your move, and I've made sure it won't happen."Jack's jaw tightened, his eyes narrowing as he fixed Patrick with a steely glare. "You talk too much, Patrick," he retorted, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. His confidence was unwavering, a stark contrast to the villain's bluster.Without another word, Jack launched himself into action with a burst of explosive energy. His movements were a blur, honed by years of training and battle-hardened experience. He b
As Jack's cries of anguish reverberated through the glass chamber, something within him snapped. A surge of adrenaline and sheer willpower coursed through his veins. His eyes, still wet with tears, hardened with a new determination. He strained against the metal restraints with every ounce of strength he possessed, the cords of his muscles standing out in stark relief against his skin.The glass walls seemed to close in on him, but Jack refused to accept defeat. With a roar of pure rage, he wrenched his arm free from one of the metal bindings, the steel groaning under the force of his fury. The other restraints seemed to tighten in response, but Jack was beyond pain now. He tore at the remaining bonds, his breath coming in ragged gasps.The guards outside the chamber stared in shock, their initial disbelief giving way to alarm. The sight of Jack breaking free sent a wave of panic through them."What's happening?" one of the guards shouted, his voice tinged with fear.Patrick's smug ex
Jack watched intently as the guards began to unfasten the restraints binding Ashley to the chair. Every movement seemed to drag in slow motion, his heart hammering in his chest. Despite her weakened state, Ashley managed to shake her head weakly, her voice a mere whisper, carrying the weight of her desperation. "No, Jack," she pleaded, her eyes wide and glistening with tears. "Please, just go. Leave me."Jack’s determination was unshakeable. He shook his head firmly, his jaw set in a hard line. "Ashley, you have to go now," he insisted, his voice steady and resolute, cutting through the tense atmosphere like a blade. He knew there was no other option if she were to have any chance at freedom.Ashley remained in the iron grip of the guards, her strength all but spent. Her eyes, though filled with despair, still bore into Jack’s with a silent plea, a plea he could not heed. She understood the depth of his resolve but felt the crushing weight of helplessness. Her body slumped slightly as
As Jack was escorted further into the heart of The Golden Apple's new stronghold, the dimly lit corridors seemed to close in around him, suffocating him with their oppressive atmosphere. The guards flanked him on either side, their eyes boring into him with a mixture of suspicion and contempt.Patrick stood at the end of the hallway, his presence commanding and his demeanor oozing with arrogance. His arms were crossed over his chest, and a smug smirk played at the corners of his lips as Jack was brought before him."Well, well, if it isn't our obedient little errand boy," Patrick sneered, his voice laced with disdain as he regarded Jack. "Coming here unarmed, all for the sake of the traitor who betrayed you. How noble of you, Jack."Jack's fists clenched at his sides, his nails digging into his palms as he struggled to contain his rising anger. He knew Patrick was trying to provoke him, but he refused to take the bait. Instead, he focused on the urgency of the situation at hand."Wher
As Ashley teetered on the brink of consciousness, her senses dulled by the relentless onslaught of pain and exhaustion, she felt as though she were adrift in a sea of torment. Every breath was a struggle, each heartbeat a painful reminder of the ordeal she had endured. Her body felt heavy, weighed down by the bruises that marred her skin and the ache that permeated every fiber of her being.The dim light in the room seemed to flicker and dance before her eyes, casting eerie shadows that danced across the walls like specters of her own despair. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and blood, mingling with the metallic tang of fear that clung to her like a suffocating shroud.The henchman of Patrick's approached with an air of calculated menace, his footsteps echoing ominously in the dimly lit room. Ashley strained to lift her head, her muscles protesting against the effort as she braced herself for whatever news he bore.With a glance over his shoulder to ensure they were alone, t
Jack's heart skipped a beat as his phone vibrated, signaling an incoming message. With a sense of urgency, he glanced at the screen, his eyes widening in shock at the sight before him. It was a video, sent from an unknown number, and as Jack tapped to play it, his blood ran cold.The video opened to a chilling scene. A dimly lit room filled the screen, casting long shadows that danced across the walls. In the center of the frame sat a wooden chair, its surface worn and weathered, and bound to it was Ashley. Her hands were tied behind her back, and her eyes were filled with a mixture of fear and defiance.“Ashley?” Jack breathed, his voice barely a whisper as he struggled to comprehend the gravity of the situation.“What? What happened?” Jill's voice crackled with concern, her eyes widening as she leaned in closer to see the screen of Jack's phone.For a moment, Jack's mind reeled in disbelief. It took several seconds for the reality of the situation to sink in—that the woman in the vi
The soft hum of machinery filled the air as Jack slowly emerged from his slumber, the gentle rhythm of Jill's movements resonating in the laboratory. Blinking away the remnants of sleep, he turned his gaze towards Jill, who was already engrossed in her work, her movements fluid and purposeful."Rise and shine, sleepyhead. It's time for you to join the land of the living," Jill greeted him with a playful smirk, her eyes sparkling with determination. "I need your help with some brainstorming."Jack yawned and stretched, feeling the weight of the impending tasks settling upon him like a heavy cloak. "What's the plan?" he asked, his voice still tinged with drowsiness as he sat up and gave Jill his full attention.Jill's eyes gleamed with determination as she launched into an explanation of the necessity for a tracker device that could evade detection by their adversaries. "Jack, we need a failsafe in case things go south. We can't risk you getting caught or lost in the chaos," she began,