At five thirty p.m., a sleek Bentley sped through the bustling streets, attracting attention from passersby.‘Terence, tell me about Brayden Scott and his wife. What’s the status of their relationship?’ Logan’s low and deep voice cut through the air.Terence, sitting in the front passenger seat, turned back towards Logan. ‘Sir, everyone says they’re a sweet and happy couple,’ he replied with a tinge of uncertainty.Logan’s forehead furrowed.He hadn’t forgotten what he saw hours earlier.If the Scotts’ relationship was so blissful, why was Brayden talking to Alessia and trying to grab her?Logan posed another question. ‘Between Alessia Jansen and Connie Scott, who do you find more beautiful?’Terence blinked, taken aback by the unexpected inquiry.He stole a quick glance at his boss, finding the billionaire’s gaze fixed upon him.Realising he needed to respond, he stammered, ‘Sir, Miss Jansen is more beautiful, I think. Her natural beauty shines even without makeup. Mrs Scott, on the

Alessia halted, her thoughts wavering.Logan knew he had her.Thinking about the DNA sample, Alessia relented. ‘Fine. Can you just give me a few minutes? I need to grab something from the office.’‘Sure, I’ll wait,’ replied Logan. ‘But don’t you dare think about running off.’Alessia swiftly turned back towards the office.Before entering, she overheard Jeramy growling, ‘That b*tch! She thinks she can get away with this, huh? She forgets she works here!’‘Cut it out!’ Lara scolded him. ‘You just got beaten up, and now you’re trying to provoke her again? Do you want to get yourself killed?’‘I can’t stand it!’ Jeramy insisted. ‘I won’t let this go so easily.’‘The previous punishment clearly didn’t have an effect,’ Alessia thought to herself, feeling a deep disgust towards Jeramy, the ungrateful fool.The other colleagues kept silent, busy packing their belongings, eager to get out of the office.Jeramy’s anger seemed to consume him.He sneered, ‘She’s just a whore! Trading her body fo

Logan had dined at countless places, which invariably came with perfectly trained waitstaff ready to indulge his every whim.But there was something intriguing about this simple place where one could order without a menu and talk directly to the owner.It also said something about the woman who frequented this place.Alessia, usually guarded in his presence, was much more talkative and friendly here.Logan wondered if she herself was aware of this change.Alessia returned, bearing a tray, a pitcher and two glasses. ‘I hope you like mango lassi. They don’t serve wine here.’She poured the creamy drink for Logan and realised he was staring at her. ‘What?’‘Does your face still hurt?’Alessia gently touched her cheeks.A wince of pain escaped her lips as she replied, ‘Yeah, it’s still throbbing a little.’Then she chuckled.Logan furrowed his brow, puzzled by her reaction. ‘Why are you laughing if it hurts?’Alessia’s eyes sparkled mischievously as she explained, ‘Well, if my face still

Logan slowly ran his hand over her back. ‘I think you know what I’m talking about.’Alessia’s gaze locked onto his, her proximity granting her a view of his eyelashes and the small flecks of silver near his irises.She couldn’t ignore the flames of desire still burning strong within him.She stared at him.‘Are you serious?’ she asked, incredulous. ‘Are you seriously considering giving millions of dollars worth of ad sponsorship to BuzzBeat if I sleep with you?’Logan, momentarily taken aback by her directness, shrugged nonchalantly.‘Why not?’ he replied, a hint of mischief in his eyes. ‘I have to spend the ad money somewhere, and I might as well have some fun in the process.’Alessia’s mind whirled with a mix of disbelief and intrigue as she considered Logan’s indecent proposal.Part of her refused to believe that a man of his stature would stoop so low as to mix business with s*xual favours.It had to be a joke, a test of her resolve.To gauge his true intentions, she nodded, her v

Logan made a noncommittal sound in his throat, still busy with his lamb shanks, pleasantly surprised by its rich flavours.With his fork, he gestured for her to continue.Alessia carried on, ‘Our readership is growing every day, and we have a loyal following of readers who are interested in the latest news and gossip. We also have the ability to target specific segments of the population, which can be very beneficial for companies like Wilde Enterprises. Our readership is primarily made up of young adults and millennials, who are interested in entertainment, fashion, and lifestyle news. We also have a strong following among women—’Logan, after taking a final sip of his mango lassi, abruptly cut her off, ‘I must say, your discernment in picking restaurants far surpasses that of your judgement of a good workplace.’‘What do you mean?’ Alessia frowned.‘I have no interest in doing business with a tabloid,’ Logan said.A flicker of irritation sparked in Alessia’s eyes, her patience teste