Mr. Davis’s office was not far from Sweet Serenity Cafe. It only took fifteen minutes for Beverley to get there. She sent Brent a text message before finally getting out of the car.The building in front of her wasn’t big. It only consisted of five floors and was not in a large office environment. Nonetheless, the atmosphere was warm and classic.The outer walls of the first floor were brick. There are some potted green plants outside. The entrance was made of glass and framed with dark brown wood. The word “closed” hung there.The office was closed, but there were still some people inside. Beverley could see them from outside. She quickly pushed the door open and walked up to the reception desk.“Good evening, Mrs. Oliver! Did you come to see Mr. Davis?” asked the receptionist, who was packing up to go home.“Yes. May I know where Mr. Davis is?”“Mr. Davis is waiting for you on the fifth floor, ma’am. Please go up. You will be able to see his office room immediately.”“Thank you.” Be
“I’m sorry, Beverley.”Mr. Davis pushed Beverley until her back rested against the bottom of the sofa. He kissed her passionately on the lips. His hands held and pressed Beverley’s waist to keep her sitting on the floor.“No, please.” Beverley shook her head. Her eyes were glazed over. She felt sad and deeply tormented.Her conscience wanted to resist, but under the influence of the aphrodisiac, her body really wanted a man’s touch. Her defenses were weak against the aphrodisiac, and she was afraid it would control her.“Mr. Davis, I’m married.” Beverley refused as Mr. Davis tried to touch her breasts. She resisted his hand as much as she could.Mr. Davis’ eyes dimmed. He looked lustfully at Beverley, and she did the same. She was becoming so voluptuous. It made him unable to resist touching her.Mr. Davis instantly pulled Beverley by the scruff of the neck and kissed her on the lips again. The woman tried to rebel despite her moaning mouth. If someone didn’t know what was happening,
On the bed, Brent gently stroked Beverley’s hair. He recalled the snippet of the video he had gotten from the stranger earlier. Unable to resist, he asked, “What did that guy do to you?”Beverley shook her head softly against his chest. “If I tell you, you’ll get angry.”“He kissed your neck,” Brent said flatly. “How dare he touch my wife?!”“How did you know?” Beverley felt surprised and confused. She hadn’t told Brent about the previous situation in Mr. Davis’ office. But why did he know Mr. Davis had kissed her neck?Then Brent showed Beverley the brief video clip. She immediately shook her head. “This did happen, but I didn’t have an affair! What is this nonsense?”Beverley became upset and angry with the accusatory message on Brent’s cell phone. There was someone who wanted to ruin her relationship with Brent. That person must really hate her and her marriage to Brent. Who could that person be?Beverley immediately thought of the woman she saw coming down the stairs in Mr. Davis’
Brent had been at Serenity Cafe all day. Of course, he wasn’t idle. His laptop and tablet were lit up in front of him. Jace came there, too. They continued to work, albeit more casually.The staff initially felt awkward in the presence of the two men. However, Beverley asked them to ignore Brent. Eventually, they just treated him like a normal customer.Fortunately, Brent didn’t bother Beverley or anyone else either. The man was very professional. Still, his presence made Beverley feel awkward and unfree.She silently watched Brent from afar with a flat face. Couldn't that man get out of here? She wanted to kick him out.“Ma’am, is he worried about you being sick and wanting to stay here?” Ciara whispered. Beverley did look like a sick person. Her body was weak, her face tired, and her voice hoarse. She was wearing a scarf, even though it wasn’t winter yet.It was actually not because of illness, but because she had been exhausted last night. On top of that, she was also having troub
Brent approached the two guests, who had been waiting for him for a long time. They immediately welcomed him as if they didn’t mind Brent’s tardiness. They also greeted Beverley in a friendly manner.Beverley reciprocated with the same friendliness, although she was still a little confused and curious. After making small talk for a while, Brent finally examined the glass box.The frame was made of pure gold, and the glass was quite thick. It shouldn’t break easily. The amethyst-purple-colored silk fabric inside looked shimmering under the lamplight. It was beautiful.He finally nodded with satisfaction. “Perfect. Please send the bill to my assistant. He will take care of the payment.”“Very well, Mr. Oliver,” replied the curly-haired, 25-year-old man.“Then we won’t be here for long. Thank you so much for trusting us to do this. We feel very lucky,” said the other man.Brent smiled. “No problem.”The two men finally left after saying a few words. Afterward, Brent quickly carried the g
Over the next few days, Beverley became busier and busier with her work. However, one afternoon, she made time to come to her father’s house. There was something she wanted to do there.She rang the doorbell, and Aunt Jane opened the door. She smiled broadly at her arrival. “Beverley, you finally came!”Beverley smiled sweetly. “Aunt Jane, how are you? It’s been a long time since I’ve been back here.”“I’m doing very well. Come on in! Dr. Arnold happens to be here.”“Oh, really?” Beverley rushed in. She didn’t know the details of her father’s personal doctor’s schedule. This was a good thing, as she could ask about James’ health progress.Just as Beverley reached the front of her father’s room, a man in a light blue shirt came out with Emma. It was Arnold, the doctor the Oliver family had paid to treat James.“Ah, Mrs. Oliver, you’re here too.” Arnold smiled at Beverley. They had already met once before. So, they were already familiar.“Dr. Arnold, what a coincidence! Can we talk for
“Please give me one chance,” Chris pleaded.Beverley didn’t answer. She hurriedly pushed her shopping cart away from Chris. It was hard for her to reconcile with him after all the terrible things he had done to her.“Beverley, please!” Chris chased after her. The man ran and stopped in front of Beverley. “Give me a chance to make amends.”“Please don’t come to see me again,” Beverley pleaded.“Why? Do you really not want to forgive me?”Beverley gripped her shopping cart tightly. "If you're really sorry, please grant my wish. Can you?"Chris shook his head. “I am your brother-in-law. I want to have a good relationship with you, not push each other away or avoid each other.”“How is that possible?” Beverley smiled wryly. “You know I’m Brent’s wife, but you dare to do those things. Do you even respect him? It’s not just me and my pride that you’re hurting. It’s Brent, too!”“I was drunk that night, Beverley. I couldn’t think straight,” Chris regretted as he looked down. No one could tel
Beverley took a deep breath, trying to calm her body and passion. She laid down straight while looking up at the ceiling of the room. Her hands picked up the blanket to cover her body.She let out a rough breath. The feeling of holding back arousal was very uncomfortable. She began to touch and squeeze her breasts while biting her lower lip.“Brent....” she moaned. Her eyes closed at the thought of Brent touching her breasts. Then she pulled down her lingerie strap to reveal the mounds on her bra-fewer breasts.She squeezed and twisted her nipples while moaning. Her pussy was getting wet from her own actions. Her left hand finally slipped under the blanket. She rubbed it and played with it some more.Unbeknownst to Beverley, Brent had already arrived home. Edward was about to talk to him, but Brent immediately raised his hand to stop him. “Talk later. I have important things to take care of,” he said.Edward could only nod. The older man watched as Brent ran up the stairs to the secon
Brent and his colleagues gathered evidence of Natalie’s crimes in three days. They handed it over to the police, and an arrest was made.Beverley participated in the arrest. Brent forbade her at first, but she insisted on going. She wanted to see if Natalie would confess to her crime.“She had every intention of harming you, honey,” Brent said as they arrived at Natalie’s apartment. He looked at his wife tenderly. “Don’t let her do it again.”“Don’t worry, Brent. She won’t because we’re coming with the police officers.”Brent kissed her forehead lovingly. “All right. Let’s go out.” He opened the door and led Beverley out of the car.Beverley chuckled. Since learning of her pregnancy, Brent’s demeanor had become gentler towards her. He would also grant her whatever she wanted. He was so sweet and loving.The police officers preceded them into the apartment building. Brent and Beverley followed. Jace, Ryan, Logan, and Jax were behind them. The four men didn’t want to miss the spectacle.
Chris’s death was a heavy blow to Brent and Michael. Chris had harmed them greatly and caused much trouble for the Oliver family. However, they didn’t want him to die at all.In the days following the funeral, Brent became very busy. He struggled to investigate who had masterminded the accident. The police were investigating, but he couldn’t rely solely on them.That problem caused a significant reduction in his time with Beverley. She understood that. However, she wondered how serious the matter was.It was almost midnight, and Brent hadn’t gone upstairs to bed even though he was home from work. Beverley stepped down the stairs carefully. No one seemed to be hanging around the mansion. The servants had already rested.Beverley peered out into the courtyard and saw Ryan’s car parked there. ‘They’re still here,’ she thought.She cautiously stepped closer to the rarely used reading room. It was on the west side of the mansion. Lately, Brent often gathered with some strangers there until
Tears fell on Brent’s face. He immediately turned around and hugged Beverley. His body trembled, and he cried silently.Beverley hugged him tightly. She understood his grief. Brent usually seemed to hate Chris so much. However, he had always protected him.As angry as Brent was, he never went cruel or too far with Chris. The threats that came out of his mouth were just words he didn’t mean. The man had always secretly loved Chris. Or he never realized it.“All this time, I was in no hurry to reconcile with him. I thought... we had more time,” Brent whispered with his eyes closed.“I shouldn’t have gone to New York. That should have been a sign.”Beverley stroked Brent’s back. Her palm felt the traces of fabric across his back. Her brow furrowed deeply. Was what Chris said true? She tried to put that aside for the moment.“Brent, even if you don’t go to New York, you can’t change fate,” Beverley whispered. “You have to let him go.”Brent said nothing. He let go of his embrace and then
Chris’ body was lying in the middle of the road. Fresh blood was flowing from his head. His face was covered in blood. He was silent and motionless.Beverley trembled at what had just happened. Her face was deathly pale. “No, no, no. Chris, are you okay?!”She tried to stand up, but her legs were sore and weak. Her stomach and head hurt, too. Frantically, she crawled over to the man.Chris was choking and out of breath. Beverley burst into tears immediately after seeing how bad his condition was. She immediately held his hand.“Chris, I’ll call for help. Please hold on,” she pleaded in a trembling voice. She quickly grabbed her cell phone, but Chris gripped her hand.“Beverley...” Chris called out weakly.“Don’t say anything, please!” Beverley tearfully tried to control her trembling hands. She dialed 911 in a panic.“I’m sorry... Bev,” Chris whispered with difficulty. He felt his body floating higher and higher. His chest was tight. Pain shot from his head to his toes.“No, Chris. Do
Emma’s funeral was a quick affair. James and Beverley agreed to keep things simple and inconspicuous. They didn’t invite many people either.The funeral took place a day later. At the cemetery, Beverley stood behind her father, who crouched by the tombstone. The funeral ceremony was over. Some people who had come had left.Michael approached Beverley. The old man tapped her shoulder and whispered, “Brent should be arriving in Los Angeles soon. That boy is really...”Beverley shook her head and smiled. “He ran into some obstacles that delayed him. That’s okay. He’s in another state, after all. Going home will take hours.”Yesterday, Brent had said he would return home as soon as the meeting was over. However, the man admitted that he found a serious problem that was impossible to leave behind. In the end, he could only return today.“I’m glad that you understand. After Brent arrives at the mansion later, I’ll immediately ask him to come to James’ house.”“Thank you, Dad.”Michael smile
The next day, something surprising happened. Beverley had just arrived at Katy’s cafe that morning. Her cell phone suddenly rang. There was an incoming call from James.“It’s so rare that James calls me,” she muttered and answered the phone immediately. “Hello, Dad.”The sound of James crying suddenly entered Beverley’s ears. The man didn’t say anything, and that worried her. “Dad, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?”James sobbed. “Emma....”“What about Emma?” Beverley immediately stood up from the chair. She felt uneasy. Did something bad happen?“She’s taken so many drugs. She overdosed, Bev,” James whispered in a weak voice.Beverley widened her eyes in disbelief. “How... how is that possible?”The sound of James’ sobs could be heard again, along with the noise of several people. There were many people in the place where the man was. And that worried Beverley even more.“Dad, where are you right now? I’ll be right there.”“Come to the house, Bev. They’re taking care of her body,” Ja
That morning, Beverley woke up with an aching body. A muscular hand curled around her waist. She stroked Brent’s chest, which was her pillow, and then sighed.Today, the man was going to New York as usual. It would take a few days. So they had spent a passionate night before parting.“I don’t want to go,” Brent whispered, his eyes closed. His voice was still hoarse from just waking up. The caress on his chest had woken him up.“Why?”“I don’t know. Maybe because I don’t want to part with you. Do you want to go with me?”Beverley sighed. “I still have a lot of work to do, Brent. You know I’ve been swamped lately,” she replied as she listened to Brent’s heartbeat.“Yeah. You’re even thinner.” Brent rubbed his wife’s back. “Don’t get too tired, baby. You’re eating well, right?”Beverley nodded. She actually felt tired. Her body felt more tired than usual. Maybe it was because she had twice as much work to do now in preparation for opening her cafe. She also still had to manage Katy’s caf
Brent was speechless. Beverley’s response was completely beyond his expectations. She wasn’t angry or thinking negatively of him at all. Instead, she cared about him being uncomfortable with Natalie’s actions.“Honey, you are handsome. It’s only natural for a woman to be obsessed with you. Are you scared, hm?” Beverley rubbed Brent’s head like a mother caring for her child. “Take it easy. I won’t let anyone harass you again.”“....”Brent didn’t know whether to laugh. He held back his smile. His heart felt warmed by Beverley’s treatment. Without saying anything, he kissed her gently on the lips.Natalie, who saw that, became jealous. She felt annoyed to death. Who knew that Beverley wasn’t provoked by her? She was so protective of Brent!Then Beverley broke away from Brent’s kiss. She chuckled and then turned to look at Natalie. Her expression turned cold. Her gaze was sharp.“Aren’t you satisfied with annoying my husband yet?”The woman she asked coughed. “Beverley, don’t forget you
Beverley bit her lip when Brent’s hand rubbed her panties. “You’re wet, baby,” he whispered contentedly. She couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.Brent’s hand pressed against her clit from outside her panties. She immediately gripped the man’s thighs. “Brent, I’m afraid I’ll squirt here,” she hissed worriedly.The man kissed her cheek gently. “I’ll take responsibility.”Beverley wore cotton shorts, which made it easier for Brent to go further. His fingers slipped inside her panties. He finally touched her wet pussy.Her body instantly trembled as Brent’s fingers rubbed her pussy. Beverley struggled to hold back her moans. She bit her finger to keep the sound from escaping.Brent giggled. Beverley became annoyed. “What are you laughing for? You’re really torturing me!”“Torturing you?”“Yes, oooh....” Brent rubbed her clitoris, and Beverley’s body instantly stiffened. Her head looked up, with her mouth hanging open. She looked so sexy and voluptuous.Brent became even more tempted to ma