Prisley's gaze snapped back to focus.She looked at Heather and pushed him away with strength. How dare he answer his ex-girlfriend's call right after making love to her?Prisley walked away in disgust. She changed her clothes and turned on her computer to get some work done.She was too angry to even think about dinner.Heather spoke into the phone, "Alright, got it. I'll be back soon."He walked over and closed Prisley's laptop. "Come with me for dinner."Prisley glared at him. "Go away. I need to work. Go by yourself." Disgust filled her eyes.Heather grinned with the joy of inner desire fulfilled, "The boss said no overtime for the staff."Prisley frowned, "Are you out of your mind?""You're willing to mess around with a married woman, but I'm not willing to share the same man with her."Heather felt pricked by the little hedgehog. "Don't talk nonsense. It's not what you think.""Now, I, as the party A of the contract, demand you, as the party B, to comply with party A’s actions—ha
Steve was alarmed. "These guys won't help. They'll just get beaten up with us."He told Prisley, "You should leave. I can't hold out much longer here."Prisley smiled calmly and glanced at the huge guys walking in. She waved at them.The guys instantly formed a solid wall between Prisley and the rebellious man.Steve finally sighed in relief.It turned out Prisley had contacted a security company in advance and hired dozens of bodyguards to help secure the accounts.Seeing Steve's sweaty face, Prisley smiled calmly, "Don't worry. It'll be fine.""Wow, you planned all this?" Steve asked."Do you think I'm busy every day for no reason?" Prisley replied."They think I don't know engineering and are trying to evade responsibility. I really don't, but I can bring in a professional team.""We haven't started the audit yet, but I'm sure these rats are up to no good."Steve silently applauded. Under Heather's training, she became just as ruthless as he is."Brad works for David," Prisley conti
The fat driver's stinky mouth leaned towards Prisley, his sweaty, obese body pressing down on her."No -!" Prisley struggled desperately, trying to push away the disgusting man.But the strength difference between a man and a woman was too great, and she couldn't move at all.The feeling of humiliation made her eyes overflow with tears. Prisley tried to calm herself down.Earlier, when the driver went around to the passenger seat, she had taken out the pen Mark gave her from her bag.Her hands trembled badly, but she tried to control them, gripping the pen tightly and pulling off the cap.She took a deep breath and started swinging it at the fat man. She knew the blade inside the pen was short, so she aimed for the artery in his neck.The blade was made of excellent material and was incredibly sharp.When blood spurted out, the fat driver didn't even realize he was hurt.Seeing the red marks on Prisley, he dully wiped his neck, finally noticing the blood was coming from him.He wanted
The person seemed to be looking for someone, the sneakers moving left and right, until finally, they walked straight towards Prisley's car.Prisley covered her mouth with one hand to stifle her scream, holding the pen knife in the other, ready to defend herself."Prisley - where are you - " a pleasant voice called out.Prisley froze, not believing her ears.When he called out again, she allowed herself to cry but was still too tense to speak.The person in sneakers seemed to hear the sobbing."Prisley, is that you? Don't be scared, I'm coming."When Mark saw Prisley, his heart broke into a thousand pieces.She was curled up by the car, covered in blood, a shocking sight.She looked like a frightened bird, shivering. She clutched the pen knife tightly, her eyes wide with fear and helplessness.Mark approached her slowly, squatting down a few steps in front of her, looking into her eyes."Prisley, it's me, Mark. You're safe now. No one can hurt you anymore."Prisley's hand remained rigi
Prisley woke up late the next day, lying in bed for a while. The bedroom door was knocked. Mark came in."Feeling any better today?" Mark's smile was like the first sunshine of the morning, always so delightful.Prisley frowned and said, "My whole body aches.""You need exercise. Moving around occasionally will help with that," Mark looked at her with tenderness. "You should come out with me more often instead of staying in the office or at home."Mark reached out his hand, gesturing for Prisley to get up."I had some food sent over. You have to eat something."Prisley then realized she hadn't eaten almost all day. But she had no appetite whatsoever."Can I not eat?" she asked Mark with a pitiful look."You can, but it can't," Mark's gaze shifted to her belly.Prisley's face softened, pouting.Mark was right. The baby was still small has gone through such a tough time. She had to take good care of it.Reluctantly, she sat down at the dining table. When she picked up the knife, her who
"Heather, I'm sorry." Steve's eyes were filled with deep regret."Tell me, where is she?!""She's missing." Steve's voice was hoarse.Heather, seething with anger, grabbed Steve by the collar and punched him hard in the face."I don't want to hear that! Bring her back to me!"Steve tasted blood in his mouth. He wiped it away with his hand and didn't retaliate.He had been half-asleep when Heather's call woke him up. Hearing that Heather couldn't find Prisley jolted him awake, sobering him up quickly.While Heather was flying in, Steve sent people to gather all the details. When he heard what they found out, he almost went mad.Of course, Prisley's phone was unreachable.Steve had rehearsed countless times in his head, still unsure how to tell Heather without making him angrier.Heather had sent him to protect Prisley. He had failed.Steve said with a heavy heart, "The police said there was a murder this evening. A man was killed and dumped by the roadside.""Prisley reported it," he a
Prisley temporarily disappeared from everyone's sight.She slept most of the day. When she woke up, the sun was already setting.There was a soft knock on the door, and Mark walked in. "Feeling better? You should eat something." He always had that charming smile on his face.Prisley remembered she hadn't even had dinner yesterday.Mark gestured for the waiter to bring in the food cart.But Prisley really had no appetite. "Can I skip it?" she asked."You can't live on air alone. Even fairies need to drink dew." Mark took her hand and helped her sit up."For the baby, you need to eat well." He brushed her long hair back. Hearing that, Prisley didn't resist anymore.Mark sat beside her, watching with satisfaction as she obediently ate, as if he were the one enjoying the meal."What's the situation outside?" Prisley asked while eating."I've had the news blocked. Only a few people know what happened after you left.""I'm scared Brad and the others will find me here, and I'm afraid I'll dr
Heather returned home that evening, physically and mentally exhausted. He felt drained, as if half his blood had been sucked out. The fatigue, the lack of strength, were feelings he had never experienced in all his years.He slowly pulled off his tie and tossed it aside, unbuttoning his shirt.At least he no longer felt the extreme panic. At least he knew Prisley was still alive, under Mark's protection.Judging from Mark's expression and tone, Prisley's situation seemed fine, maybe even unharmed. Otherwise, Mark would have surely beaten him, not stopping until he was broken.Thinking this, Heather found some comfort. Either way, he could still have her.Sometime in the future, when Prisley's anger subsided, she would return to him. He would give her all his love, give her everything in the world!Heather collapsed on the sofa, closed his eyes, and replayed everything in his mind."Heather, you're back?" Filla appeared in a silk negligee, perfectly showcasing her figure with its high