The two gazed at each other. A heat rose within Timothy.He was a man, a perfectly normal man. In a situation like this, even a monk wouldn't be able to hold himself back!Yvonne gazed at him tearfully and said, "Mr. Yeager, I can't thank you enough for today. If you don't mind… I'm willing to be yours."As she spoke, she cuddled up to Timothy and leaned down slightly. Her tender, perky mounds were visible for Timothy to see."Mr. Yeager, may I?" She perked her proud chest up."You…""Shh…"Yvonne put her finger to Timothy's lips with a glint of distant willingness in her eyes.She held Timothy's other hand and placed it on her chest.She slowly cuddled up to Timothy and closed her eyes. The fragrant smell from her body smothered Timothy's face. It tickled."Mr. Yeager, you want me now, don't you?"His blood heated up from the soles of his feet up to his head. Yvonne lay atop his body. He breathed roughly, and his gaze was fiery red.Yvonne held him by the neck and kissed h
Fiona said unhappily, "What are you saying, you brat? When have I been won over by Cassian? He's giving me these gifts because he's being kind!"Mavis rolled her eyes and scoffed. "Ever considered why he's being so kind?Fiona was stunned. She naturally figured out the reason but wasn't willing to lose the argument."How would I know why he's doing that? It just shows that he's a kind guy! He's someone worth being with!"Mavis shook her head. "I don't want to be with him anyway. If you want to, go ahead.""You damn brat! You're talking nonsense again!" Fiona looked upset. She was red with anger. "I just don't get it! Cassian's reputation, status, looks, and even education are on par with you! Just why won't you fall for him?'Mavis didn't want to argue with Fiona any further. She pulled out her phone and made herself busy.Cassian had been sending gifts to Mavis and Fiona recently. How could Mavis not know what he was planning?Yet she wasn't interested in Cassian. In fact, she
Mavis opened her mouth to say something but hesitated. She wanted to tell Fiona that Timothy had won a hundred million dollars in a golf bet within half an hour.However, seeing Fiona's attitude, she decided it wasn't worth mentioning.Fiona cleared her throat and scoffed. "You'd better give up waiting. Go to bed early. 50 million dollars? He may as well wait for pigs to fly! If he does get 50 million dollars, I'll…"Fiona didn't know what to say for a moment.Mavis gave a weird glance and asked, "You'll what?""If he does get 50 million dollars, I'll call Cassian a loser to his face!"Mavis curled her lip. "You're just going to chicken out and deny it when the time comes.""I've never done such a thing!"After chatting for a while, Fiona left the room to go rest.The door was closed, and Mavis kept staring idly at her phone. Timothy hadn't sent her a text until now. It seemed like he really was lying.Outside the balcony, Timothy chuckled silently. He counted for a few momen
Mavis' mind went blank. She felt like she was sinking.She couldn't struggle. Timothy's broad shoulders had her completely locked within his grasp. She was like a tiny boat on the ocean, battered by the raging storm. It drove her insane.Timothy was like a pirate, plundering her treasures and enjoying himself.Her defenses were nothing before his advances. She had never felt this powerless before.…After some time, a gust of wind blew into her room. The curtains fluttered gently. Timothy was nowhere to be seen.Mavis fell to the bed as she realized what had happened. Timothy had just rushed in, kissed her, and ran without a word. What a shameless man!As she looked at her empty bedroom, Mavis' eyes reddened. She grabbed a pillow and threw it to the floor."Timothy Yeager! You bastard! I hate you! I hate you!"At the other end of the city, Timothy returned to his home. He sneezed and muttered to himself, "I wonder who's cursing me now?"…The next morning, Timothy got up e
Isabelle was stunned, and frustration bubbled within her.She scoffed. "As if you can even hold a candle to me? Who gave you the right to talk back? I'm asking you one more time. What are you doing here? This is the Lormford Chamber of Commerce!"Timothy was annoyed. "What's that got to do with you? Mind your own business!"Isabelle's chest heaved angrily. Her face turned red.Marshall had told her before that Timothy was something else. She was told to get along with him.At the time, she even considered the idea of getting along with him. But now, she understood just how stupid that idea was!Timothy was a classic pauper! Not only did he have lousy circumstances, he also had a terrible attitude! She just couldn't understand why this bum acted so high and mighty!Her mind was clear now. She could never get along with a loser like Timothy! With this in mind, she gazed at Timothy coldly and noticed the takeout bag he was holding. She rolled her eyes and mocked, "Oh, so that's w
Isabelle staggered and nearly collapsed to the ground. Hearing Zack's cold words, she panicked and stammered, "Mr. Larson… didn't we agree to meet? I can wait if you're busy. Please, go ahead with your work."Zack replied frostily, "Ms. Barton, I can't say how long I'll be busy. It might be until tonight.""I'll wait until the evening! Mr. Larson, this is a rare opportunity to meet you, and I won't take up too much of your time—five minutes. No! Even one minute will do!"She was so anxious she was on the verge of tears. After arranging five or six meetings, she had finally secured this one opportunity to meet.She hadn't expected that he would be too busy to meet her even though she had arrived at the Lormford Chamber of Commerce.It seemed absurd.Suddenly, she remembered Timothy's earlier comment that Zack wouldn't meet her today. She shuddered, and her expression changed. How did he predict this?Isabelle's legs felt weak when she recalled his confident demeanor. Could it be
Timothy tapped the table with his fingers lightly. There was a look of hesitation on his face.He could certainly have Zack request the herbs from the Bartons. With Zack's status, it wouldn't be difficult, and he could even have them delivered by them. However, given the deep-seated conflict between him and the Bartons and his personal animosity with Isabelle, he had reservations about asking them for the medicinal ingredient.But without them, Tiana's leg…Timothy wavered for a moment. After some thought, he rubbed his forehead and finally said, "Just tell the Bartons that you need the yellowpad leaf for yourself.""I understand, Chief." Timothy nodded, feeling a bit resigned. He would consider it a favor owed to Isabelle and would repay it in time.After leaving Zack's office, Timothy didn't have him drive him. Zack's conspicuous Rolls-Royce with the number plate of four zeros would attract too much attention.He took a cab directly to Gondra Villa. His eyes were flashing w
The woman's face turned pale upon hearing Timothy's question. Her previously charming and slightly flushed face was now filled with anxiety and fear.Darian, beside her, stared at Timothy with beads of cold sweat on his forehead, and his heart sank to the bottom.He wasn't foolish; the fact that Timothy had bypassed several layers of security and silently entered his bedroom spoke volumes about his menace.Wiping the sweat from his face, he swallowed hard and stammered, "Sir, do you want money or my life? The money is in the safe. I'll give it all to you…""Money?" Timothy smiled with a hint of amusement. "How much do you have?"Darian's gaze faltered, and he stuttered, "I… I have a few tens of millions. I'll give it all to you.""Tens of millions? And you can afford this kind of villa?"Timothy scoffed while slowly standing up. Darian, terrified, almost burst into tears. "Please don't kill me! I'm telling the truth. There's money behind this wall—four to five hundred million. I