Lowering his head, Jepherson kissed Raeleigh on the shoulder and whispered in her ear. "Where do you think you're going?" Raeleigh was pressed against the edge of the bathtub, not daring to move. She steadied herself, supporting the edge of the bathtub as she asked, "Can't we get along?" "Aren't we now?" Jepherson held her waist with one hand and fondled her with the other. He had the urge for another round. Even though he was weary! That said, so many years of missing her was enough to thrust him into the grip of obsession. Though unwilling, Raeleigh was still taken in. Once being tempted, it was difficult for them to get out of it. The erotic movements of their bodies reflected onto the water surface. As Raeleigh was forced to oblige, she faced away from Jepherson. Her heart, however, blazed every now and then. ...... After the bath, Jepherson took Raeleigh out and dressed before leaving the room to look for Stuart. Stuart c
Leaving the hotel, Raeleigh inquired Lucy on what she would like the purchase, to which the latter said she would like to get something practical. She would get it if it was suitable but give up on the idea if she didn't come across one. As the car parked itself at the entrance of the mall, the four of them emerged from the car. Raeleigh and Lucy walked ahead, Jepherson and Stuart following right behind. Raeleigh and Lucy took the opportunity to strike up a conversation, but Jepherson and Stuart had nothing to say to each other as they fixed their scorching gazes on their women. Entering the mall, Raeleigh accompanied Lucy to the lingerie store to select their undergarments. Raeleigh's undergarments were all tailor-made, as well as her outfits. She would only check on those that had caught her fancy. So she barely spent her money. On the other hand, Lucy would give up purchasing when she learned it was too high-priced, although she did take a liking
Returning to their room, Jepherson carried Raeleigh to the bathroom, intending to bathe her, but she stirred and tugged at him as soon as they stepped into the bathroom. "I'm dead on my feet. Let me rest. I'll fall apart if you don't." Only then did Jepherson place her on the bed, change her, and watch as she took her rest. Raeleigh laid still, casting an apathetic look at him. "See this? I can't be at ease whenever I'm with you, just like now." "Your health is too poor." Jepherson wouldn't admit it even if he regretted it. Raeleigh pressed on, "Are you going to release Cynthia or not?" Gnashing his teeth, Jepherson grumbled, "Don't you have anything else to say to me other than this?" Raeleigh remained still. "I can't think of anything else." It wasn't that she couldn't but rather because she was on her last legs, she felt too enervated to talk to him. She did not even have the strength to speak. She tugged at the covers and
"We were classmates." As Flynt spoke, his eyes fell on Raeleigh, "When have you returned?" "I don't remember a Mr. Moore in my class. Have you mistaken me for someone else?" Raeleigh exchanged a glance with Jepherson. Catching the hint, Jepherson smirked before he turned to Flynt. "It seems that Mr. Moore has indeed mistaken." Stepping forward, Jepherson withdrew his hand from Raeleigh's, placed it on her waist and led her into the restaurant. When they walked past Flynt, Raeleigh turned to look at Jepherson, who was staring ahead. Raeleigh asked, "Who's he?" Jepherson replied, "Since you don't know him, don't ask." Flynt turned to focus his eyes on Raeleigh that had long passed by him and called out to her, "Raeleigh." Raeleigh came to an abrupt stop, turned around and asked, "How do you know my name?" Flynt furrowed his brows; his gaze, fathomless. "Have you lost your memory?" Raeleigh locked her curious gaze on Flynt. "Sorr
Emerging from the car, Raeleigh turned to look at Jepherson and found a sharp glint flashing in his eyes. He shot a glance at the chauffeur. "Who's behind us?" "The Moore family's car." "They sure are getting bolder." Jepherson turned around and held Raeleigh's hand, striding towards the company. At the same time, a man exited the building. It was none other than Flynt. Raeleigh was astonished by Flynt's audacity. "Mr. Richards." Seeing Jepherson, Flynt took the initiative to greet him, urging Jepherson to stop in his tracks. His eyes fell on Flynt as he sized him up. "What's the matter, Director Moore?" "Mister, if you must. I'm just a deputy." "It doesn't matter. May I know your business with us, Mr. Moore?" "I'm here for Raeleigh; may I have a private conversation with her?" Flynt approached Raeleigh as he spoke. Jepherson did not stop him at once but spoke up when he was close. "Do you think it's appropriate, Mr. Moore? Just bec
Jepherson's expression darkened. He left his chair and sat next to her, asking, "Have I frightened you?" Raeleigh shook her head. "You'd have to do more than that." "Then why did you flinch?" "An instinctive reaction." Jepherson pulled Raeleigh over and patted her on her shoulder. "Raeleigh... Sometimes, even I'm afraid I'll lose my mind one day." "You already are. Is there a need for you to wait?" Stumped, Jepherson chuckled under his breath and hugged her tight. "I won't let you go even if I die. I'll die with you!" Raeleigh remained silent; she'd only take it as she had met a maniac. The day passed peacefully. Raeleigh spent the day in Jepherson's company and accompanied him back to the hotel at night. But for some reason, someone may have divulged the secret or had gossiped behind their back, but when Raeleigh was sleeping at night, Marissa showed up. Stuart was on his break. The doormen were mere ordinary subordinates of Jepher
As soon as Jepherson hung up the phone, Marissa dashed over and grabbed him by his collar, beating him hard. "What did you just say? Repeat your words if you have the guts to do so." Jepherson ignored her as his eyes fell on Reese. "Tomorrow onwards, you don't have to come anymore." "Mr. Richards, Madam Marissa needs someone to look after her all the time," Reese said. By this time, Raeleigh had already walked into the bathroom. She didn't want to get involved in matters between Jepherson and Marissa. After walking into the bathroom, she filled up the tub and locked the door before getting into the tub. Raeleigh leaned back against the tub. She wouldn't step out of the bathroom even if the sky were to collapse on her. Yet, it turned out... Jepherson intended to send Marissa to a mental hospital. Reese quickly called Trevor, who rushed over to the hotel immediately and finally made it late at night. By the time Trevor arrived, the staff from the
"Don't act rashly. Wait for us downstairs." Raeleigh immediately knew what Reese was thinking. She put down her mobile phone and went to get Jepherson. She knocked on the door of the bathroom. Jepherson was taking a cold shower. The sound of the water running drowned out the sound of Raeleigh knocking. Raeleigh pushed the door open and walked in. Jepherson sensed it when he felt a burst of wind. He looked up at Raeleigh, who had a grim expression on. "Something's happened." After that, she left the bathroom and quickly changed into something else. Jepherson came out after her, drying his hair as he asked her, "What's going on?" Raeleigh felt like she was some sort of spy. It felt really weird. She said, "Reese called and said that there are two cars trailing Old Master Richards and Madam Marissa's car. I told her to wait for us downstairs." Jepherson frowned. "How long has it been?" "Five minutes." Raeleigh raised her head to