All Chapters of Easy, Mr. Bigshot: Chapter 441 - Chapter 450

"No need for you to worry. Nexus isn’t so incompetent that the existence of accidents becomes a certainty," I said with feigned nonchalance to hide my panic. Jethro cocked an eyebrow mockingly. "Are you sure?"It made me feel even more restless. It was as if something was going to happen soon."If your point of being here today is to mess me up, then save your breath. I'm not changing my mind no matter what you say. I know what you're here for today—you're here to poach my client back for yourself," I retorted, "It's not gonna work. Adam is my client now, and I'm not giving him up.""Please, he's so low-stakes. I could just give him to you as a charity to your company. You aren’t thinking that my company will go bankrupt because of this itty-bitty loss, right? I'm just trying to warn you, Serena. Don't get into troubles you have no idea about," he replied flatly.I shook my head. He must have cared about this. I had to stop myself from harboring any more hope for him. "Okay, cool

Nathan held open my car door anxiously.I frowned. I was ready to reject him, and then I stopped myself. He was going to take my rejection badly and become even more clingy, so I thought I should just give him what he wanted.I nodded. "We're still friends and business partners. That didn't change."Nathan smiled, finally relaxed. This was the answer he had been waiting for. "Can I get into my car now? We shouldn’t set a bad example by showing up late to work," I added, pointing at my wristwatch. That seemed to stop him from saying whatever he planned to say. He released his grip. "See you at the office."I ignored him and drove off. Honestly, just remembering how we were going to meet each other every day was frustrating. How awkward was that?Soon after I arrived at the office, so did Nathan. I didn’t acknowledge him and went away. My first agenda of the day was to bring my secretary along to look for Adam. I wasn’t going to let him back out of the deal he promised.The dis

I leaped to my feet and tugged on Nathan’s collar, agitated. These thoughts—these questions—had haunted me for a year. I had wanted to question Jethro every time we met but the words could never leave my mouth. I could not let him gain the satisfaction of knowing that I had never forgotten him. Liquid courage, however, had finally loosened my tongue. Nathan removed my hands from his collar. "I'm Nathan, not Jethro. You're drunk," he said coldly.I didn't care. I was in a state of delirium. "Answer me! Answer me, you coward!" I screamed, pulling at his collars again. "Serena!"I buried my head into Nathan’s chest, tears pouring down my face. "Do you know how painful it was for me? That one year was torture! Did you ever really love me?! If you did, how could you do that to me?!" Nathan froze. For the longest time, he said nothing. My senses were dulled by the alcohol, but even I could feel the air stiffening a bit. Then, he rested his hands on my back and patted gently. I stay

I willed myself to not think about the past. My priority was to get out of here. The fact that Jethro was in the bathroom meant this was the perfect time.I rose to my feet—"You better not be thinking about leaving, Serena. You know I'll be able to find you no matter where you go," Jethro’s voice suddenly boomed from inside the bathroom. He sounded so expectant and calm, it was as though he had predicted this from me.I glared at the bathroom door. It was not even opened. How had he known? What was he, a psychic?I hesitated. His threat had already begun to take hold. I knew how capable he was, but seeing how enraged he was had left a mark on me. I was more afraid of what he was going to do to me than him finding me later, so I quietly crept toward the bedroom door. "Playing deaf, Serena?" Jethro was right behind me!I turned and shuddered. I was alarmed to see him. Before I could reply, he scooped me up into his arms. I was so stunned that I clung to his neck. I felt the w

Jethro's hand traveled down my breast and stayed on my abdomen, his fingertips drawing circles. I was more or less in the same shape as I was before giving birth—likely due to how active my lifestyle had been for the past year. My passion blazed, and it consumed me. I wished he would stop teasing me and start getting inside of me. I mewed out his name."Mm," he replied in a low growl.To my chagrin, he didn't sate my hunger. He just left me to writhe. He had always been excited to get to the main course in the past, so why was he suddenly exerting so much self-control? Was this deliberate? A ploy to make my lust burn all the more?"Jethro!" I breathed out again, pressing myself into him even more. "Want me inside of you?" I was no longer the shy, coy woman. Alcohol had changed me. My body was now in control of my brain. "Please," I breathed."Louder. Say the words.""I…I want you inside of me."I pulled him closer to me. He obeyed and finally granted my wish. *The nex