Prisley had been hit, scared, and cried her heart out all day. She was utterly exhausted and was drifting off to sleep within minutes. She vaguely felt someone beside her, and her silk robe being removed.Instinctively, she pulled the blanket tight around herself. "Heather, no... please..."A pair of warm lips gently kissed her cheek. "Don’t worry, I won’t touch you."She smelled a pleasant herbal scent and then felt a coolness on her skin, followed by warmth. A hand moved gently over her body, applying a soothing ointment.She was too tired to open her eyes. Using the last bit of her consciousness, she murmured, "Thanks, Heather..."Heather, now in a robe, was applying the medicine. "I get injured sometimes while playing sports too. This ointment is really good." His voice was deep and soothing, like a mountain stream, calming and cool.The room was lit with a soft light, making Heather’s chiseled features appear gentle and filled with warmth."Mark and I are just friends. We met toda

The man in the floral shirt froze for a moment, then his lips curved into a smile as he quickly walked over and sat down beside Mr. Grant."Let me introduce my youngest son, Mark," Mr. Grant said with a smile.Prisley and Mark remained composed, though there was a hint of suppressed laughter in their eyes."Mark doesn't like getting involved in the company's management. He graduated with a master's degree last year and has been traveling ever since. He's only been at Voda Pharm for the past two months, and he skips work often," Mr. Grant, the doting father, rambled on about his beloved son."Mark must be exceptionally talented to afford such freedom," Prisley complimented.Mr. Grant, pleased by the flattery, looked fondly at his youngest son. "He's just playful and loves his freedom. He didn't even agree to work at the headquarters."Mark was genuinely surprised and delighted. That morning, he learned from his assistant that the president of Warner Group wanted to meet his father. Sinc

As soon as Filla walked in, she saw Heather and Prisley coming out of the master bedroom. Prisley was wearing Heather's black shirt, obviously without a bra. It was clear they had been together all night.Filla's face twisted with displeasure before quickly turning haughty and disdainful. "Heather, why do you always bring that cheap girl home when I'm not around?"She sneered at Prisley. "I understand young girls exchanging their bodies for quick money. You've probably made quite a bit these past few years with Heather, haven't you?""A cheap girl is easy to keep. Heather only needs to spend the cost of one meal to have you serve him for four years."Prisley clutched the hem of her shirt tightly, tears welling up in her eyes. The sweetness she felt earlier vanished the moment Filla walked in."Filla, why are you here?" Heather asked coldly."Can't I come? It's been four years, and you still have my fingerprint saved. That means I can come anytime, right?" She looked provocatively at Pr

Prisley looked nervously at Mark, worried he might clash with Heather.In the corridor, a cheerful man in a floral shirt and a stern man in full formal attire approached each other with piercing gazes. Prisley kept her eyes fixed on the ground a meter ahead, afraid to witness this showdown!Mark appeared relaxed, with a hint of playful smirk. He glanced at Heather from the corner of his eye but didn't greet him. He swung an empty necklace box in his hand until they brushed past each other.Heather also locked eyes with them. His sharp gaze fixed on Prisley's face, not even sparing a glance at Mark. The radiance of the huge diamond on Prisley's chest caught his eye, intensifying the coldness in his gaze, making him even more chilling.Prisley nervously met Heather’s gaze, nodding in acknowledgment, but she already felt stiff and numb from head to toe. In this short corridor, she felt like a puppet, walking clumsily.As the four approached and then passed each other, apart from Prisley,

"There's been a structural collapse at the construction site in Tulsa."Heather was startled and sat up abruptly, "Is anyone hurt?""Fortunately not," Prisley replied, "But the collapse was extensive. I need to go and see. This project is my responsibility."Heather pondered for a moment. "I can't leave right now. Let Steve accompany you. It's not convenient for you to go alone to such a distant place."Prisley’s gaze was firm, "Thanks Steve. I'll wrap up things here and meet you in the garage in an hour.""You can use my plane," Heather added."No thanks. The flight to Tulsa is convenient," she immediately declined Heather's offer.Steve was about to express his gratitude, but Prisley quickly turned down the offer of a private plane, leaving him speechless.What's wrong with her? Did she turn against me just because she accepted someone else's flowers and necklace? Heather could feel the hedgehog bristling all over him.As Prisley and Steve left the office, they ran into David. He smi