When Tyrone had been checking on Heather last night, he'd already noticed that she was injured a little too heavily. There were rips and swells.He once again applied the cream on her body. After he was done, he threw the cream away, pulled Heather closer to him again, and kissed her lips deeply, as if wanting to consume her.After a while, Heather became soft from the kiss. Her eyes were hazy. "Stay at home to recuperate. If there's anything, call me." Tyrone looked down at her, his warm breath grazing her face. Heather couldn't help but shudder as she nodded, her face red.She wished he would just leave!At this time, Tyrone's mobile rang. It was Caleb reminding him he needed to leave soon.Tyrone hung up and glanced at Heather. Her lips were already swollen from his kiss, and her tearful eyes were looking straight at him.She looked so seductive. Tyrone was already planning to leave, but he suddenly couldn't bear to leave her alone. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Get up and
Five gritted his teeth and managed to regain his balance. He held his chest and looked at Craig, who'd kicked him. He could only lower his head and say in a respectful tone, "Mr. Craig.""You're attacking my men?" Jay looked at Craig as he sat in his car.There was no anger in his tone, but he was already narrowing his eyes. Those who knew Jay knew that this meant he was on the verge of becoming furious.Craig looked at him, his handsome face tense. He said in a serious and sincere tone, "I'm the one who asked her to investigate this. If you're not happy about it, come at me. Don't make it difficult for her.""Asked her to investigate?" Jay scoffed. "To you, she's even more important than me, your older brother. Why do you listen to her?"Craig frowned. "I simply didn't want us to exact our revenge on the wrong people. If the culprit is someone else, won't you have any regrets?""Does that mean you must have her continue with the investigation?" Jay looked at Craig emotionlessly.
Craig glanced at Heather and asked, "What are you doing?""We don't know if George really is back in his hometown. I'll ask Seth to investigate where he is. We won't be wasting time that way.""You know Seth?"Craig was surprised. He had heard of Seth's reputation. The latter was known for his arrogance. Even Jay had been rejected a few times when he'd tried to get to know him, so it was surprising that Heather knew him."Seth and Tyrone are best friends. We've met each other a few times, and he even took me in as his godsister. He'll help us," Heather said without even raising her head.Craig's eyes instantly turned frosty. No wonder she knew Seth. It was because of Tyrone. The mood in the car instantly turned sour.Heather put down her phone after sending out the message. When she raised her eyes, she met Craig's dark ones. She wasn't sure what happened to him, but she said, "Let's go. Please take me back to Magnolia Creek."Craig's phone suddenly rang at this moment.His m
"How dare you touch me, Heather?"Heather gritted her teeth and stood up as she watched Selena coldly. "Listen carefully. Craig and I did nothing. We're simply trying to find out the truth behind the enmity between the Snyders and the Simpsons."Selena almost ground her teeth as she stared back at Heather. "Can't you do the investigation yourself? Why do you have to drag my husband into this? Thomas is the culprit! "You didn't want the Simpsons to have their revenge. You seduced my husband so you can tell him to spare you! Do you think we're all blind to that?"Selena's imagination impressed Heather. The latter said coldly, "Craig and I met on the street.""Ha! Realton is huge, and you just so happened to encounter him on a random street? I've seen plenty of women like you. This is just your trick to seduce a man."Heather couldn't communicate with Selena at all. No matter what she said, Selena simply believed that she was making up excuses."Heather, you already have Tyrone, s
"Mr. Elkin, Mr. Judd asked me to accompany you."Neil Judd was the president of the company Tyrone had been negotiating with earlier in the evening. It seemed like he wanted the investment so badly that he'd arranged some "post-dinner entertainment" for Tyrone.The woman was wearing a short black halter dress, which only managed to reach the top part of her thigh. She had fair skin and a curvaceous body, and any man would find it difficult to control himself.However, Tyrone was no ordinary man.He looked at the woman in front of him without an expression on his face. The image of Heather wearing black lingerie appeared in his mind. She'd been so embarrassed that she'd covered her face with her hand, too shy to look at him, all the while her body had been quietly seducing him.Meanwhile, the woman looked at Tyrone and could see that a certain part of his pants started to bulge. She became elated.She knew Tyrone wouldn't be able to control herself when she had such a good body.
Lucy stood in the doorway, handing Heather her phone. Her face was filled with concern as she whispered, "I think Mr. Elkin is in a bad mood. Maybe you could cheer him up." Heather was speechless. The last thing she wanted was to comfort Tyrone. If only she could send him to outer space instead!She was sure that if Lucy turned off her phone, Tyrone would just call another maid in the mansion to get her to answer. Waking everyone up in the middle of the night was definitely not ideal. With a forced smile, Heather took the phone and shut the door. She took a deep breath before holding it to her ear. "Heather, how dare you hang up on me? Are you asking for trouble?" Tyrone's voice boomed through the phone, making her wince. Heather had expected this. In a calm and soft tone, she replied, "You're the one who started yelling." "Who allowed you to sleep?" he yelled. She was stunned. Was she getting scolded for sleeping? Was he insane? Heather had hoped that with Tyrone away,
On the other end of the call, Heather drifted off to sleep with her face pressed against the phone screen. Listening to her soft and even breathing, a subtle tenderness flickered in Tyrone's eyes. He decided not to wake her and quietly ended the call. … Heather slept until noon the next day, all thanks to Tyrone's late-night call. She handed the phone back to Lucy, who asked with concern, "Ms. Sutton, you and Mr. Elkin didn't fight, did you?" "No," Heather replied. She had fallen asleep while talking with Tyrone and couldn't recall much of their conversation. "Thank goodness." Lucy breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. "I was worried you two might argue, but it seems Mr. Elkin won't take it out on you, even if he's in a bad mood." Heather was speechless. If it weren't for Tyrone deliberately keeping her awake yesterday, she might have believed Lucy's words. She hoped he wouldn't disturb her tonight. All she wanted was a good night's sleep. … With no updates from Set
Despite Selena's persistent attempts to seduce him, Craig remained resolute in his refusal. Desperate, she had secretly drugged his drink, hoping that just one sip would make him hers for the night. Unfazed, Craig set the drink aside and gently guided Selena to the couch. "Selena, I need to leave for a few days," he said calmly. Selena's eyes turned icy. "Is this about Heather? Craig, it's my birthday! Are you going to abandon me for her?" Earlier, when Craig had pulled out his phone, she had seen the name "Hattie" on the screen. The intimate nickname stung, especially since she was only saved in his contacts as "Selena". It hurt deeply because she was his legal wife. "I'm sorry I can't be here for your birthday," Craig said. "We're investigating a feud between the Simpsons and Snyders. It's tied to the person responsible for my family's deaths. I really have to go." With that, he grabbed his suit jacket and left the private room. "Craig!" Selena called out desperately,