After finishing his discussion with his father, Mark headed back to find Prisley. On the way, he overheard a staff member say that a pregnant woman had risked her life to perform emergency aid on an elderly man. She had severe bleeding and was rushed to the hospital. Mark immediately realized that the woman was Prisley.Driving at breakneck speed to the hospital, Mark's thoughts raced uncontrollably. He couldn't shake the image of Prisley's white dress stained with blood, her face pale and helpless.He finally reached the hospital. Just as he was about to knock, he caught sight of Prisley and Heather inside, laughing joyfully. A sharp pain gripped his chest, as if thorns were tightening around his heart, cutting deeper with every breath.His worst fears were coming true.Although Prisley agreed to be his girlfriend and got along well with him, making an effort to accommodate and please him in bed, Mark still felt an inexplicable sense of distance.She wasn’t truly happy with him.Her a
Prisley was initially a bit confused, but she immediately recognized the elderly man as the one she had saved in the garden the previous night.Smiling warmly, she walked up to him and hugged him. A soft, gentle smile appeared on her face. She then turned to Heather, smiling, “How did you know this gentleman was staying here?”Heather smiled back, a touch of respect in his voice. “Mr. Robin Neeson has been a friend of mine for many years.”He then turned and introduced her to the elderly man. “This is Prisley Anderson, the person you've been wanting to meet.”Robin shook his head with a smile, correcting him, “Oh no, I was your father’s friend, not yours. But I’ve always treated you like a son.”They exchanged a knowing glance and shared a warm laugh, a sense of unspoken understanding passing between them.Robin looked at Prisley with affection and admiration in his eyes. “Prisley, I really can't thank you enough. If it weren’t for you, I’d probably be in heaven now.”Prisley’s smile
A few days later, Prisley returned to work at the company. Mark’s attitude had changed; he no longer hid his relationship with Prisley. Everyone in the company knew about the couple, and Prisley’s outstanding work ability added to their favorable impression of their relationship. The office was full of envy for this "perfect couple." In the workplace, colleagues tried to make things easier for Prisley, reducing her workload as much as possible. One day, Prisley and Mark went to the Voda headquarters for a meeting. Such meetings were held regularly. Prisley usually didn’t attend and let Mark go by himself. But since Prisley was hospitalized after saving someone, Mark became extremely worried about her. Even with other employees around, he couldn't relax.So, wherever he went, Mark would take Prisley along. That was why she now had to attend the headquarters meetings.The atmosphere of the meeting was quite relaxed. The three men from the Grant family were present. They were h
"Mark, I want to transfer to the joint venture company. " Prisley asked.Mark was taken aback. He hadn’t expected her to bring this up and felt a bit annoyed.He frowned slightly, "Why? Did something happen this afternoon?""Nothing special, I just want to go," she replied casually, her eyes a bit uneasy.Mark stared into her eyes, his expression showing clear displeasure. His doubts grew stronger."Is it because of him?"The mention of the joint venture immediately made him think of Heather. Heather had gone out of his way to attend a low-level project meeting just for her. If she transferred, Mark was certain he’d be there every day too. That was something Mark couldn’t tolerate.Prisley suddenly recalled the unpleasant conversation in the break room earlier that day, and a wave of fear and disgust washed over her.She didn’t want to stir up trouble between Mark and Tim, especially since they seemed to get along fine on the surface. Besides, she had no proof of anything."No, it’s n
Prisley’s body stiffened, and her gaze turned unfocused.This was an awkward topic for her.Mark rarely mentioned his family around her, and she wasn’t interested in knowing about his relationship with Tim. Her interactions with Tim were limited to a walk they took together at a party, chatting for about half an hour, and the time they bumped into each other in the break room at headquarters.If there was any other connection, it would be through Tim’s understanding of her from the documents, proposals, and plans she submitted. She was well aware that much of her work was under Tim’s watch, so he had some knowledge of her.But Prisley knew almost nothing about Tim. More importantly, she had no interest in getting to know him.Mark seemed slightly displeased. “Is it because of Heather?”Prisley forced a smile, trying to ease the tension. “Of course not, Mark. He works at Warner’s headquarters. Even if he occasionally comes to the project company, it won’t be that often.”Prisley guesse
Steve and several employees waited in the meeting room for Prisley’s arrival. When she walked in, Steve greeted her with a big smile.Prisley managed a strained smile, her face showing signs of tension. She nodded slightly and responded curtly, then hurried to the conference table with a stack of files. A tall, slender man followed behind, entering the room leisurely.Prisley quickly composed herself and introduced the two men, “Steve, this is Tim Grant, the president of Voda Group.”“Mr. Grant, this is Steve Graham, the head of Warner’s operations here.”Tim slightly lifted his chin, his gaze sweeping over Steve with a hint of arrogance. Steve felt a pang of irritation but maintained a polite smile and said, “Mr. Grant, it’s good to finally see you in person. What brings you to our small company for a visit?”Tim responded with a nonchalant smile, seemingly unbothered by the question. He casually took a seat, crossing his legs, and said, “Just a casual visit. I’m interested in all of
Back to that morning, in the Warner Group headquarters' conference room, Heather was presiding over an important meeting.The atmosphere in the room was tense. All the executives sat upright, and every department head was on edge, sensing Heather's anger.Heather frowned, his face filled with displeasure and rage. He picked up a report and shot a sharp glance at the Director of Strategic Development sitting across from him. The director already felt something was wrong, his heart started racing, and a slight sweat broke out on his forehead.“The plan looks great, but what about your execution? Three months have passed, and I've given you chance after chance. So, what do we have?”“I don’t see any significant progress!” Heather’s voice was cold.The director swallowed nervously and said, “The market environment was tougher than expected… uh… we didn’t anticipate this. We've made some efforts, but… we just need more time…”“Enough! I don’t want to hear excuses! I’m paying you a high enou
Filla's chest pressed against the glass, and the cold sent a shiver through her body.The cold glass and David's rough thrusts filled her with a deep sense of humiliation. The thought of people in the office building across the street seeing her in this state overwhelmed her with despair and shame.She cautiously asked David, "Can we move to the couch?"David yanked her hair roughly, jerking her head back. "Bitch, you're not the one giving orders here!""You'll do exactly as you're told, or you can get the hell out!""Pervert!" Filla cursed inwardly but had to suppress her anger, pretending to enjoy it as she let out a soft moan.Thinking about how Prisley had stolen the man who should have been hers, forcing her to rely on someone like David, Filla seethed with hatred.As she endured David's rough thrusts and his merciless groping of her breasts, Filla vowed, "Prisley, don't get too comfortable. I will take Heather back, and even if I can't have him, neither will you."David, seemed