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82. THE CEO'S WIFE
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I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute 83. SOMETHING IS NOT RIGHT WITH HER
"Who is that girl, Julie?" A blonde girl suddenly came to the front desk before asking the girl standing behind the desk. The black-haired girl who was called "Julie" just now had her eyes locked on the figure walking towards the elevator, but then she turned to the girl standing in front of the counter. “That's our CEO's wife,” she replied, not trying to cover the truth. Hearing the reply, the blonde-haired girl flinched before asking, “So, she was the one who managed to melt our CEO's frozen heart? It was said that she was his childhood sweetheart, right? I could see how she was indeed beautiful and had a nice body, but she looked innocent to my eyes. That kind of girl is our CEO type? That's quite unexpected.” The blonde girl looked like she couldn't believe it, and she also kept her eyes on the elevator doors that had once again closed after the short-haired girl entered not long ago. "She does look innocent, but for some reason, I think she's quite myst
I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute 84. PLAYING WITH FIRE
It was a deep, familiar voice that had just greeted her ears, and Vivian knew it was Steen. Sure enough, Steen was in his office, and it was quite unexpected that his response came so quickly. After getting the green light, Vivian took a deep breath before bringing her hand to turn the doorknob, and the door immediately opened before she brought her body to enter. It turned out that the CEO's office was colder than outside, and Vivian's body shivered when she could feel the difference. She was sure the thirty-sixth floor didn't have that many rooms, and maybe it was true that there was only the CEO's office on that floor. It was the only office on that floor, and it was no wonder the CEO's office was so spacious, perhaps even occupying almost half of the available space on the floor. She could see that there was a sofa set along with a coffee table in the room, and she could even see two large bookshelves in the room. Apart from that, there was also a large telev
I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute 85. THERE'S NO TEXT
Kate had purposely chosen a food container that was able to keep the food hot, saying that Steen did not like cold food, and that was why Vivian still felt the heat of the soup as it poured down the front of her black shirt. She was wearing a black shirt, and that was why the stains on her shirt weren't very obvious, but she was still hissing in pain from the burning sensation she was feeling. Unfortunately, Steen didn't seem to mind the pain she was feeling, and the man just quickly got up from his chair before walking past the table and stopping right in front of the brown-haired girl. "You made two mistakes today." That was what Vivian heard from the man, and she was forced to look up from the aching front of her body. She could see how Steen looked angry even after the man knew that what he had just done ended up hurting her, and she finally felt the danger radiating from the man. “The first mistake is how dare you come uninvited to my office, and the se
I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute 86. THE PUNISHMENT
Vivian truly couldn't escape this time, and she screamed as Steen suddenly pulled her shirt over her head, and the next thing she could see was how the black shirt helplessly fell to the marble floor. However, she also couldn't look at the shirt for a long time as she knew full well that Steen wasn't going to stop so easily, and she was right when the man also tried to unclasp the back of her bra before the black thing followed her black shirt falling helplessly on the floor. Ever since she had just entered the CEO's office, she knew that this room was much colder than the outside, and now her bare upper body was exposed to the cold air. Her stomach which had been charred from the soup had also been exposed to the cold air, and she actually felt more comfortable in that area when her clothes no longer caused the friction against her skin to make it hurt even more. When she glanced at her skin around the area, she could see how it did redden, but it wasn't actuall
I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute 87. NEW LADY IN THE MANSION
Her stomach was still burning hot from the soup accidentally poured on her moments ago, and Steen's tongue was also hot on her bare skin. She should feel uncomfortable because of that, but the sensation was completely different when Steen started wetting her stomach with his spit. It felt like the man's saliva had managed to wash away the pain she had previously felt around her stomach. She heard that saliva did promote wound healing in several ways. Saliva created a humid environment, thus improving the survival and functioning of inflammatory cells that were crucial for wound healing. In addition, saliva contained several proteins which played a role in the different stages of wound healing. That was what she heard, and at this time, the saliva didn't only help her heal her wound, but it also caused her to get aroused. “W-what are you doing, Mr. Steen Dahl? If you keep doing that, then I will—” "You will what?" Vivian couldn't even finish what she was
I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute 88. FOUND HIM
Looking particularly awkward in the CEO's office was a blond man named Marlon Robs. The reason was not that it was the first time he was in the office. No, that was definitely not the reason. The short-haired man had been an assistant to the CEO for a long time, and that was why he wouldn't look nervous just because he was alone in the office. Yes, if he was alone with his boss, then he definitely wouldn't feel nervous, but today was different because a girl was in the office until a few minutes ago when she finally left in a hurry. Marlon was very surprised when his emerald eyes had just discovered how a girl who wasn't wearing any clothes to cover her upper body was lying on the sofa in the room, and that was why he immediately looked away when he knew very well that it was inappropriate for him to stare at his boss's wife. Yes, he did recognize the young woman as his boss's wife even if he blurted out when he said she was a guest of Steen's. Even if he wasn't
I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute 89. VIVIAN DOUBTED IT
It wasn't the punishment that made her feel tired, but the humiliation had drained her energy today. Vivian returned to the mansion in a bad mood, and she looked like she had lost her soul ever since she left the company. Even the driver gave her a strange look when she looked like a zombie sitting inside the car. Today, the driver who accompanied her to the company was not Jacob. It was said that Jacob was driving for Stefan today, and that's why the one who sent Vivian to the company was a younger man whose name she didn't know. Perhaps the man was still fairly new to the Dahl mansion, and that was why he looked reserved and stiff as if one mistake would be enough to take his job away from him. Or maybe that was the truth in the Dahl family? Vivian had only made two mistakes today, but the punishment she received made her feel like she had committed a grave sin, and she couldn't help but think that she was now living in Hell instead of the mansion tha
I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute 90. THEY ARE OUTSIDERS
She continued to stare blankly at her, not caring that the woman standing right in front of her was older than her, and she also held the status of her mother-in-law. In the mansion, that woman was her mother, and she should have respected her instead of giving her glares. However, she was too irritated this time, and that was why she had forgotten manners and whatnot. "You said you forgot to text Steen because you were trying to calm your son down, but you remembered to call the company's front desk to let them know I was coming?" Vivian once again asked the older woman. That was indeed the reason why she doubted Kate's explanation. She remembered even the security guard being notified of her arrival, and the girl sitting at the front desk also greeted her warmly, knowing that she was Steen's wife from the information she had gotten from Kate. The two of them could be called insignificant people, but they knew about her arrival at the company, so how c
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I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute 304. NO LONGER A PROSTITUTE, NO LONGER A SUBSTITUTE
A name. It was not just a group of letters used to address someone so they would turn to the caller and not ignore the caller. A name had a deeper meaning than that. A name was used to identify a person, used to distinguish someone from other individuals. A name would always stick with a person from the time they were born until the day they last breathed, and even at their final resting place, their name would also be written or engraved to let everyone know that the body buried underground belonged to the owner of the name. A name was indeed an important part of one's life, and that was why one would not feel happy if someone called them by the wrong name. Perhaps that was also the reason why Vivian had returned to wearing a wedding dress today. It was still the same wedding dress she wore months ago when she officially became Steen's wife, but because she was using someone else's name then, she and Steen decided to have another wedding ceremony to announce to everyone that it was
I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute 303. DON'T LEAVE ME
Their next stop was the penthouse at the Golden Roof Apartments, and it might also be their last stop. Only three people entered the penthouse after Elena was sent to her family's residence. After Lily and her family were arrested by the police, the house was empty, and that's why Elena lived there temporarily. Yes, only temporarily because Elena planned to move after finding a suitable place to live. Vivian had actually invited her to move in with her and Sarah in the small house, but Elena rejected the idea, saying that she didn't want to disturb the two of them and that Sarah might be uncomfortable if she joined them to live in the cramped house. Vivian said that Sarah wouldn't feel that way because that woman also wanted to meet Elena and wanted to live with her too, but Elena still resisted the idea. In the end, Vivian only said that she would try to find a bigger house, and if that could happen, the three of them might be able to move in together.
I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute 302. SMALLER BUT WARMER
Someone was standing in the middle of the mansion's stairs. With teary eyes, he looked at the people standing in the living room one by one. His eyes were not only filled with tears, but the two of them were also filled with fear and confusion. He looked lost and lonely even if he wasn't alone in the big building. Maybe the adults in the living room kept talking about Stanley before, but they probably forgot that the kid was also in the mansion the whole time, and they also weren't aware of the possibility that the innocent boy had heard everything from the second floor. But maybe Steen was aware of the possibility, but he simply didn't care at all. That was why he looked away from the boy before saying, "Let's go." Both words were aimed at Vivian and Elena, like how he had suggested the three of them leave the mansion immediately. But neither Vivian nor Elena moved from their positions even after hearing the order, and they both focused their
I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute 301. DIE ALONE
Steen somehow could not directly answer his father's question this time. He was still grinding his teeth to suppress his anger, but no words could come out of his mouth at this moment. Recalling the disgusting memory, he remembered how he did not find any used condoms in the hotel room, and it was easy to tell that he had done it without any protection the night before. He wasn't even sure if it was because he couldn't think straight when he did it or maybe it was Kate's intention, but he was sure there weren't any used condoms in the hotel room at the time. He wasn't stupid, and that was why he could see the possibility of her being pregnant after they had a such activity that night, and it was also the reason why he hated that kid called Stanley so much. Even if he didn't try to find evidence that Stanley was indeed his son, he could see the similarities the boy had with him, and it had the power to terrify him. Because of that, he had alway
I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute 300. THE DISGUSTING MEMORY
Kate had been dragged from the mansion by the police, and even the man named Peter had also been caught by the police. Hence, only four people were left in the living room after Marlon also left the place. There were only Steen, Stefan, Vivian, and Elena in the living room. Everyone still ignored the presence of plush sofas in the living room as they preferred to remain standing rather than sitting comfortably. They all even continued to stand like statues. Even Steen who previously looked the calmest of them, now looked shaken after hearing what Kate proudly said before being dragged away by the police. "I always knew that the child was not mine," Stefan muttered breaking the tense silence in the living room. “I always knew about it, but I didn't expect the child to be yours, Steen. How are you going to explain it to me? Do you like your stepmother? You have treated her coldly all along, but you even got her pregnant with your child. I didn't expect yo
I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute 299. HE'S OUR SON
“Recently, that bitch doesn't dare to touch her phone because her phone is haunted by my mother, right? Ah! Even her fear should be enough to tell that she was scared because she had done something to my mother in the past, but I know that such a thing wouldn't be enough to prove that she was indeed a criminal. That's why I focused on finding something on her phones that were ignored by her out of fear in the past week. On one of her cellphones, I found enough evidence to land her in jail.” When everyone was speechless, it was Steen who continued to speak. Turns out that was his real plan. He didn't plan to pressure Kate so she would kill herself just like his mother did years ago, but he just wanted her to ignore her cell phone so he would get a chance to touch it. Yesterday Kate left the mansion without her cell phone, and Steen took the opportunity to look for more evidence in the cell phone. Finally, he found what he was looking for in one of her cell phones.
I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute 298. KATE'S AFFAIR
"SHUT UP! DON'T TALK NONSENSE IN MY HOUSE!" Kate immediately shouted at Peter, but even her voice sounded unsteady as she looked nervous as hell. Her voice was shaking, her pupils were trembling, and even her breathing was ragged. All eyes suddenly fell on the blonde woman, and it was finally Stefan who opened his mouth to respond to the woman, "Are you sure what he said was just nonsense?" Stefan also looked surprised after hearing what Peter had just said, but he still had time to ask the woman that question. At this moment, the woman no longer glared at the kneeling man, and instead, she stiffly shifted her gaze to Stefan. Stefan was her husband, and he was known for his strict and assertive personality. Many people were afraid of him, even Kate was afraid of him before they got married years ago. But today she somehow looked scared again when she had to face the old man even if the man was her spouse. “D-don't listen to what that
I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute 297. TRUTH AFTER TRUTH
Steen had revealed everything. He had disclosed how Vivian and Elena were actually part of a family living far away from Haston City, but Elena was kidnapped by Lily and her husband two decades ago. At that time, the twins' parents died in a car accident, and little Vivian was found by a couple after the incident, and she was raised by the couple into adulthood. Steen deliberately did not mention how Sarah had purposely taken Vivian as her daughter instead of returning the child to her relatives, nor did he mention the name of the family Vivian and Elena came from. He didn't think that the information was necessary, and that's why he kept it a secret. And maybe Stefan really didn't need that information, and the story Steen had just uncovered had shocked the old man enough. His pair of eyes widened as he looked at the twins, but he still didn't say anything as he still couldn't overcome his shock. Steen could see how his father was stunned by
I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute 296. THE CULPRIT
It was Marlon who had just entered the mansion, but this time he was not alone. His hand was holding another person's arm, and that person's hands were tied with a rope behind his back. After arriving at the living room, Marlon forced the person to kneel in front of the five people. One person looked confident after seeing the person's appearance in the living room, while three other people looked shocked and confused, then one person looked scared as her eyes widened when she saw the person who had just arrived in the living room with Marlon. "So, he's the person, Marlon?" It was Steen who looked confident upon seeing the person's arrival in the living room, and although his question was directed at Marlon, his eyes were glued to the figure kneeling in front of him. “Yes, sir,” Marlon immediately answered his boss's question. “His name is Peter Ford, and he works in a bar in town. He's the one who posted that anonymous article about you, sir.”
