Heather froze, unsure how to respond. Prisley's words hit him like a hammer, striking the most vulnerable part of his heart.He knew her well enough. Once Prisley made up her mind, she wouldn't change it. If she was so determined not to reveal who the child's father was, he might never find out. It would remain a thorn lodged in his heart forever.He was about to defend himself when Steve and Mark walked over from a distance, with two other men in tow. One was old Mr. Grant, and the other was Mark's brother, Tim.Heather had to push his emotions aside and put on his usual expression.From afar, Steve called out, saving him from the conversation, "Hey, Heather! There you are, I've been looking for you. Come with me, I want you to meet someone..."Heather felt a sense of relief. He didn’t want any drama with Mark in a place like this, so he followed Steve.The three most powerful men in Voda were together. Prisley looked at the Grant family and smiled at old Mr. Grant, "President, are w
Mark stood quietly by the window, staring at the garden below, his gaze unfocused. He hadn't said a word since they returned.Prisley knew why he was silent. When she and Tim separated and she came back to find Mark, she overheard the last thing old Grant said to him.“A marriage without blessings will never be happy.”Prisley was smart enough to guess what they talked about. She knew how much those words would hurt Mark.Mark had been pampered his whole life, enjoying the indulgence and fulfillment of his every wish for over twenty years. But now, in the matter of marriage, he was coldly rejected. He couldn't accept it right away.It didn't really bother Prisley, though. She had talked to Mark about this many times. She wasn't upset because she never intended to marry him.But she truly cared about Mark. Seeing him so heartbroken made her feel bad. She was thinking about how to solve this problem in the best way possible.Mark's face was full of helplessness. He was never good at hid
In Prisley's heart, Mark was the perfect lover. He had always taken care of her. Maybe it was time for her to be more proactive.Prisley's hands slowly moved down Mark's back, tracing his muscles. She followed his v-line down to his erection, increasing the pressure as she caressed it.Mark let out a low groan, happily responding to Prisley.When her lips touched his erection, she felt calm inside. She told herself, "Mark's good to me. I don't want to let him down. I just need to try a bit more, a little each day. Then I will eventually love him."She closed her eyes slightly and let her tongue gently trace over the softest skin on him, flicking across the head of his impressive erection. She tried to focus and not think about anything else.Mark trembled all over as waves of intense pleasure washed over him.Mark looked at Prisley, so tender and so teasing, and he completely abandoned his previous unhappiness, savoring the utmost pleasure."Prisley, you're driving me crazy," Mark sai
Heather didn’t go to work that day. He drove through the busy streets and parked in front of a small, somewhat shabby office building.He got out of the car, took a deep breath, and walked to the reception desk. “Hi, I’d like to see Jennifer.”The receptionist looked up, noticing the man standing before her was handsome. She gave him a wink and then used the internal phone to notify Jennifer.Heather stood quietly at the reception, his perfect looks and physique attracting glances from passersby.Jennifer came out. When she saw Heather, she gasped and covered her mouth in surprise.“You’re... you’re Heather Rynn?” she stammered, trying to lower her voice but failing to hide her excitement. Her eyes sparkled with disbelief.Jennifer had only expected to see such a big shot on the internet or TV, not in person.Heather nodded calmly. “Yes. Would you be free to grab a coffee downstairs?”The café was almost empty, filled with the rich aroma of coffee beans. Sunlight streamed in, casting
“Prisley is pregnant. I want to know whose child it is.”A flicker of surprise flashed in Jennifer’s eyes. She replied, “You’d better ask her about that.”“If she doesn’t want to tell you, then I have no right to say anything.”Heather returned to the office without getting the answer he most wanted, still feeling a bit down.But at least Jennifer agreed to help him.He dove into his work, trying to focus on the tasks at hand.However, things didn’t go smoothly without Prisley. The other assistants did things to his dissatisfaction.During busy times, he couldn’t help but think of Prisley’s efficiency and competence, and he felt a pang of loss.Filla found excuses to visit Heather’s office several times, but each time Heather sent her away, saying he was busy. Filla left, frustrated.Although Filla wasn’t completely useless and could provide some good proposals, most of them were routine tasks submitted by employees, lacking the vision and capability of a department leader.One day, P
“Is it Heather’s child?”Steve stared into Prisley’s eyes, trying to read her expression.Prisley’s face went cold. “Sorry, Steve, you don’t need to know.”“Goodbye.” She quickly exited the restaurant.Actually, she fled the restaurant.Those painful photos were already enough for her to suffer alone. Now, to have them exposed and relive the pain in front of others—it was just too much for her.She hadn’t done anything wrong. Why did sadness always come to torment her?Meanwhile, in Heather’s office, Filla was handing over some documents and discussing data issues with Heather.When Steve pushed the door open, Filla's position created an illusion, as if she were leaning on Heather.Steve's anger instantly surged to his head.Steve said to Filla with a blank expression, “You should go first. I have something to discuss with Heather.”Filla sensed the change in atmosphere. The usually gentle Steve now seemed like a volcano ready to erupt. She gave a nervous smile and left quickly.Heath
Prisley returned to the office, her smile a bit stiff. The last part of her talk with Steve had stirred up memories she didn’t want to face.Mark walked in with his usual warm smile. “What’s wrong, Prisley? Not feeling well?” He immediately noticed something was off and gently rubbed her arms.Prisley quickly composed herself and forced a light smile. “I’m fine, just a bit tired.”Mark gently hugged her, caressing her slightly rounded belly. “Why don’t you take a break from work and rest at home? We can talk about work after the baby is born.”His voice was soothing and chased away Prisley’s gloom.Prisley sighed, feeling warm and touched. “I’m okay. I can work.”Lately, her emotions had been all over the place. Since she became pregnant, even small things affected her more, and she’d occasionally cry over minor issues. Mark always showed up just when she needed him, wrapping her in his tenderness and care.“Are you sure? Really?” Mark asked with concern.Prisley nodded and smiled at
When Prisley received Steve's call, she was fully focused on her computer screen, fingers typing away quickly on the keyboard.Hearing Steve's serious tone, her heart tightened. Her instincts told her that something was wrong."Good morning, Prisley," Steve's voice came through, sounding a bit urgent. "I need your help with something important.""What is it? Go ahead.""There was supposed to be a meeting this morning with the project manager from your joint venture team, but I've just heard he was in a car accident and got seriously injured. Can someone on your end step in?"Prisley was shocked. "Really? I hadn’t heard about that. Let me verify it.""Today's meeting is critical," Steve said, a hint of frustration in his voice. "It affects the project timeline, and decisions have been delayed for a while now. If we keep pushing it back, the whole schedule will be impacted."Prisley nodded, though Steve couldn't see her. "Understood, Steve. I'll arrange someone to take over right away."