Tyrone's eyes became a little colder as his arms around Heather's waist tightened.Greg scoffed at Tyrone's act of announcing his ownership and simply shot Heather a look. "Are you feeling any better?"He was here to visit a patient, so there was no need to get into a scuffle with an amiable person.Heather couldn't show Greg a sour expression, so she simply nodded. "Yeah."Greg let out a laugh. "You're so fortunate. Otherwise, you're going to die from some garbage's uselessness."He was inferring something else.Tyrone frowned and his attitude became even colder. "If you don't want me to throw you out, you should learn how to watch your tongue."Greg scoffed. "Which part of what I said was wrong?""Alright, now that Hattie's back, you two should stop fighting," Hector said. His gentle nature and charm easily make others have a good impression of him.He might be Heather's older cousin, so they had to show him some respect.Tyrone's eyes were cold as he bit his lips and said
"You have the hair. You can leave now," Tyrone said as he started to drive both Greg and Hector away.He was feeling sorry for Heather for having to deal with this when she had just woken up and when she was still quite frail."Arrange a room opposite this ward for me," Greg ordered his bodyguard.When Tyrone heard what Greg was saying, he frowned and said coldly, "You're going to stay here?""There are so many reporters outside. Do you think it's suitable for me to leave in less than 20 minutes after I've just visited my girlfriend who has been admitted to the hospital?" Greg remarked casually.However, he kept on poking at Tyrone by referring to Heather as his girlfriend again and again.Tyrone's expression was extremely cold as he said, "You're really treating yourself as her boyfriend now, huh?""It doesn't matter if I want to be her boyfriend or not. Most importantly, the entire nation believes I'm her boyfriend.""Looks like you want me to get you some work.""Ha!" Greg
The first autumn shower of the year pitter-pattered against the window of a bar's private room. Inside, a man had Heather Sutton pinned to the couch as he pistoned into her.He was rough with her. After getting past the initial sharp pain and indulgence, all she felt now was soreness. It was as if her body wasn't even hers anymore."Stop, please… Enough…" she moaned wantonly. But how could she put a stop to something like this?The man ignored her. He didn't become any gentler with her, nor did he show any sign of stopping. Waves of heat crashed over Heather and took her from Cloud Nine back to Earth…Suddenly, the sound of a phone ringing destroyed the atmosphere. The man stopped abruptly after being interrupted. "Make it stop!"Heather couldn't afford to offend him. She reached out to grab the phone, but it fell to the floor while it was still ringing. She bent down to pick it up, but the man didn't have enough patience for that. He squeezed her waist tightly as he dragged her b
Heather walked out of the bar. She returned the call she'd ignored earlier."Have you gotten the money, Heather?" Macey Zeller's voice was cold as it rang out on the other end of the line."Yes, Mrs. Snyder. I'll transfer it to you right now.""That's great!" Macey's tone immediately warmed. "I can get Whitney out on bail with this sum, but you'll need to think of something for her hospital bill. I don't want to force you into anything, but I've run out of ideas. You can't just stand by and watch us sink, can you?"Heather pursed her lips. "I understand. I'll try to get the money."Two months ago, the renowned Snyder Corporation had gone bankrupt. Several members of the Snyder family had been thrown behind bars.Three days ago, Macey, whose husband was a Snyder, had sought Heather out. Macey had asked Heather to give her a hundred thousand dollars. She wanted to bail her daughter, Whitney Snyder, who had a heart condition, out of jail.Heather couldn't say no. She was a poor stu
Everyone was surprised, but no one dared defy Tyrone. They hurried out of the office and left Tyrone and Heather alone.Tyrone looked down at his documents. He ignored Heather. Though he didn't say anything, the atmosphere was oppressive.Heather didn't know what he meant by this. She watched him hesitantly for a while before deciding to make the first move. "Mr. Elkin, let's just pretend that last night at the Red Rose never happened. I won't tell anyone about it."She figured that as a company's president, Tyrone probably had a huge ego. It would be disgraceful for people to find out about him being a patron of certain services. He'd probably asked her to stay silent over this matter.In truth, Heather was even more reluctant than him to have anyone find out about what happened last night. If she'd known he was her new boss, she wouldn't have stepped into that room last night, no matter how short on cash she'd been.Unbeknownst to Heather, she'd overestimated Tyrone's sense of m
Nearby the pantry, an elevator's doors slid open. Out walked three handsome men.Tyrone was in the lead with Seth talking away behind him. When he heard the commotion, he stopped and looked toward the pantry. He frowned."My, my, my. Are your employees shooting an action film or something?" Seth teased when he saw the fight.Knowing how Tyrone hated noise and chaos, Caleb hurriedly said, "I'll deal with it right now, Mr. Elkin!"It was such a small matter that Tyrone didn't need to deal with it personally. He didn't say anything as he looked away and strode toward the president's office.Caleb asked one of the employees, "What's going on?""Mr. Hall! The two secretaries from the secretariat department, Ms. Jenkins and Ms. Sutton, are fighting."When Tyrone heard Heather's name, he stopped and turned back to look at the crowd. His gaze darkened.…"Heather, you bitch!" Anna's face was smarting from being continuously slapped, and she screamed with rage. Amidst the chaos, she gr
Heather was oblivious that she was being watched. Seth stroked his jaw as he clucked his tongue with interest from his perch before the window. "The chick looks gentle and fragile—I didn't expect her to be so good in a fight! It's such a coincidence that she's your secretary, huh, Ty?""Coincidental indeed." Tyrone had a poker face on.Seth caught his underlying meaning. Smart as he was, he immediately linked it to something else. His expression turned serious. "Do you suspect she was planted here by someone?"Heather had "helped" Tyrone last night after he'd been drugged, and here she was now, working as his secretary. People like him and Tyrone had never believed in coincidences.To make matters worse, Seth was the one who'd brought Heather to Tyrone! If someone had genuinely arranged for Heather to get close to Tyrone, Seth would've played a pivotal role in making it happen!"Have you looked into her background, Ty?" Seth hurriedly asked."Everything looks okay so far." Tyrone
Heather endured the pain as she limped toward the elevator with a hand on the wall. Her ankle hurt so badly that she was barely moving faster than a snail.It was long past dinnertime, and she was starving. She pulled out her phone and wanted to ask her best friend, Ivy Lane, whether she would be home tonight and what she was having for dinner."You're too slow!" Suddenly, Tyrone's impatient voice rang out.Heather looked up to see him standing before her. His gaze was a little dark as he frowned down at her. Hadn't he already left?"I waited for you for five minutes after calling for the elevator, yet you've only gotten this far. You're too slow!" he said coldly.Oh, so he hadn't left. He'd just gone to help her call for the elevator. Heather had to admit she was surprised. Before she could return to her senses, he'd lifted her into his arms.The sudden change made her instinctively wrap her arms around his neck and turn to look at him in surprise. Their faces were so close that