All Chapters of Seducing Mr Thompson : Chapter 51 - Chapter 55

Andrew's lips brushed against Astrid's, his words still lingering in the air. "I don't mind, I just want to taste those lips of yours." Astrid didn't resist, weary of their fights and craving peace instead. It touched her heart that Andrew had gone to such great lengths to make her happy – abandoning work, cooking an adorable breakfast, and making her feel special."Let's go eat," Andrew said with a smile as he broke the kiss,helping Astrid down from the kitchen counter. She smiled as he led her to the dining room.Just as they began eating, Kimberly burst in, "Mr. Thompson! Mr. Thompson!" She froze, her eyes wide with shock, as she took in the scene: Mr. Thompson having breakfast with Astrid, both of them beaming.To Kimberly, time seemed to stand still. It was unthinkable – Mr. Thompson, having breakfast with Astrid? Impossible. He must be using her; it was the only explanation.The silence was broken by Mr. Thompson's question, "Is something wrong at the company?"Kimberly forced a

Astrid's phone beeped with a message, breaking the silence. She picked it up, her eyes scanning the screen. The message was from George, and it read: "How is married life going?" with a smiling emoji.Astrid's anger flared up, her grip on the phone tightening. She felt a surge of emotions, unsure of what to do. But as she looked around, she realized that she was still outside the nightclub. The bouncers were still standing there, watching her.She decided to return home, feeling overwhelmed and unsure of what to do next. Even if she could sneak into the club, she risked getting lost or bullied by the thugs inside.As she drove back home, tears streamed down her face. She felt lost and alone, unsure of what to do.When she arrived home, she noticed that Mrs Thompson was there with Mira. Astrid wondered why she was there, but she didn't have the energy to ask.She wiped her tears and took a deep breath, trying to compose herself. She put on a smile and walked into the house, but Mrs Tho

Mrs. Thompson's eyes pleaded with Mr. Galton as she knelt before him, her voice trembling. "Mr. Galton, I'm begging you... please, for old times' sake, help Andrew forget his stubbornness. He really needs your help right now."Mr. Galton's expression remained stoic, but a hint of nostalgia flickered in his eyes. He remembered the promise he made to Andrew's father on his deathbed – to protect and care for his family. The weight of that promise still lingered, and he couldn't bear the thought of Andrew losing everything his father had worked for.As he gazed at Mrs. Thompson, Mr. Galton's mind began to wander. He thought about the current state of the gang and the signs of betrayal that had been growing. Some members no longer followed his orders as they once had, and he knew that Andrew's leadership was necessary to maintain control.But Mr. Galton also knew that Andrew needed to assume his rightful position within the organization. With Sir Galton still alive, Andrew's place was prec