The night passed without event.The following day, Susan went to work alone, but she had arranged to meet Jason early to see the surprise.Upon entering the company, however, the atmosphere seemed amiss. A cluster of female colleagues were buzzing excitedly, their cheeks flushed with excitement as they huddled over their phones, whispering fervently."What's gotten into everyone today? Why the commotion?" Susan wondered aloud with a puzzled expression.The secretary, unable to contain her excitement, blurted out, "Haven't you heard, Madam Chairman? The heartthrob Eric Scott is in Emerald City! He's absolutely dreamy.""Eric Scott? The celebrity?" Susan paused, then it clicked— the same star who had been all over the recent news, overshadowing even the bankruptcy buzz surrounding Auspicious Property Company. His fame was undeniable.Yet, she had little interest in men who were all style and no substance; she much preferred the genuine comfort Jason provided."By the way, how are those
Meanwhile, Jason had just received the keys to the villa. Knowing how hard Susan had worked to secure a home, he imagined her delight in realizing her dream. He wondered what her reaction would be.But at that moment, Susan had arrived at Eric Scott's hotel, her heart in turmoil with nerves. Facing the Sanchez family as her competition, she had no guarantee of success."Miss Susan? I've been waiting for you. Please, follow me," a man with the air of an agent greeted her with a smile. However, unnoticed by anyone, his eyes betrayed his admiration for the stunning woman before him, her figure exquisitely outlined by a form-fitting dress, her face innocent, and her demeanor gentle, stirring an instant attraction.Taken aback by the attention, Susan replied respectfully, "Thank you, sir. But I was under the impression we were here to negotiate. Why meet in a hotel?"With a flicker of something in his eyes, the agent hastily explained with a reassuring smile, "You understand how celebritie
Once he had something to hold over Susan, all those titles – Chairman, Project Manager – they'd all be ousted!The elder wouldn't tolerate a woman who tarnished the family name, and Jason, that waste of space, would surely be kicked out along with her.Then, the fruits of victory would be his!Amidst his smug satisfaction, Eric Scott and Susan began negotiations. After hearing the Brown family's offer, Eric Scott said with a devilish charm, "While the Brown family's offer is decent, it pales in comparison to the Sanchez family's."&n
But Eric Scott dodged with a vile laugh, his breathing becoming beastly from the drug’s effect. He tore at her blouse, his eyes alight with greed, "Miss Susan, just give in to me.""Forgot to mention—there's no antidote for this aphrodisiac. The only cure is to find a man and lose yourself in passion.""In your dreams!" Susan stumbled, her body ablaze with fever, throwing anything she could grab, now cornered. Tears mixed with anger, she cried out, "Even in death, I won't succumb to a vile man like you!"But as she spoke, Eric Scott lunged again, laughing maniacally. Susan's footing gave
At the mention of Robert Brown, Jason's eyes turned frosty—him again, always too stubborn to see the writing on the wall. But then, catching sight of the incoherent Eric Scott and a smoldering incense stick, Jason smirked, "Whether you live or not depends on your endurance now."He whispered instructions to Steven Martin, then left with Susan and the incriminating laptop."What... what does that mean?" Juan paled, sensing impending doom, as fear washed over his face.But Steven Martin grinned wickedly, snuffed out the incense, split it in two, and forced it into the mouths of Eric Scott and Juan. "You both fancied yourselves players, so now you'll pay the price.""You're so adept at games, so feast to your heart's content today!"With that, he stuffed the remains of the incense into their mouths.Juan's eyes widened in terror, shaking his head frantically in resistance. That incense was an aphrodisiac he had procured; just a whiff could fill a room with its potent scent. But swallowin
"Wait... wait a minute, this is a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding...""Misunderstanding? You wretch, caught red-handed, what excuse do you have? When did you start coveting me? How long have you been planning this?""In this state, how can I possibly marry into the Sanchez family?" Margaret Brown raged, her fury uncontainable.Driven to anger by her relentless accusations, Robert Brown shoved her away and scoffed, "Even without today's events, do you really think with your looks you could catch the eye of Billy Sanchez? At best, you'd be a plaything to be tossed away.""Wake up and stop dreaming!""You..." Margaret Brown was incredulous and furious. She knew her chances were slim, but to think that after he had violated her, he dared to crush her dreams?"Do you think you aren't living in a fantasy? The chairmanship is almost snatched away by Susan. If I tell Grandfather about today, you're finished."Margaret Brown seethed with a venomous threat.Her words struck Robert Brown wi
"Nowadays, any Tom, Dick, or Harry can stroll into Mountain Villa. What are the guards even for, if strays can slip in unnoticed?""You..."Susan was furious. This man was too arrogant, disparaging them as soon as he opened his mouth. Yet she could not refute him, for they had indeed snuck in like thieves. Who could have expected to run into Ashley?Nothing could be done but to admit their misfortune at encountering her. Jason, however, would not tolerate this. Raising an eyebrow, he retorted, "Who said we're not homeowners? What makes you so sure you are?""Haha...haha..." Hearing this, Ashley and Dylan Simmons threw their heads back in raucous laughter. What an ignorant fool, a frog in a well who knew nothing of the world.Ashley deliberately thrust out her chest and looked down her nose, mocking, "Susan, your little man has such shallow horizons. A sponger like him could never comprehend my standing, no, he doesn't even deserve to. "Dylan Simmons is the vice president of a list
Dylan Simmons gave a cough. This woman could really spin a tale! He was only here on orders to deliver a document; she had insisted on tagging along and was now claiming to be the owner. Even if he was given years, he probably couldn't afford that grand villa, let alone the manor.But putting on airs depended on the audience. Discerning elites would likely see through it immediately, but these two country bumpkins seemed sufficiently fooled.Just then, Jason suddenly said, "That's not right!""Wha-what's not right?""This house didn't cost a hundred million, but a hundred and thirty million dollars." Jason said seriously."Ha, like you were the one who bought it! It's my house, how could I not know? And what does it matter anyway? Don't pretend you can compete with me. You? Compete with me?" Dylan Simmons snorted derisively. "Right, don't think you can show off just because you heard some gossip. Whether it's a hundred million or a hundred thirty million, it's beyond what a useless