Le didn’t answer.
Mason looked at her, recalling a remark Caleb had made before: “I heard something before, not sure if it’s true or not, but I heard that about six months ago, the CEO of a listedpany wanted to keep Le as his mistress, and Le nearly knocked his head off.
Mason stood in front of her, his tall figure looming over her. “Le, do we have to be like this?”
Le retorted, “For someone like you, you can have any kind of woman you want.”
Mason looked at her, his voice low, “Indeed.”
Le asked, “So…”
Mason smiled, “So, since you see me as so outstanding, why aren’t you even a little touched?”
Mason pressed against her from behind, hisrge hands around her waist, his chin resting on her shoulder as he chuckled softly, “Le.”
“Mr. Ramirez, honestly, if I hadn’t read so many gossip news reports about you before, I really wouldn’t believe that you’ve had so many affairs.”
Le’s words wereced with sarcasm.
Mason didn’t refute as he held her, his voice low as he chuckled, “Well. I don’t need to have had countless affairs, but if I’ve had a few more girlfriends, I shouldn’t be so fixated on you.”
Finishing his sentence, Mason lowered his head and lightly nibbled on Le’s crimson earlobe, his voice husky, “Le, do you think I’ll ever fall in love with you?”
Le could clearly feel her skin shiver under his touch. “I think you have a sense of humor.”
“If you hadn’t provoked me that night, I wouldn’t have be so infatuated with you.” His expression was quite meaningful.
Le looked at him calmly, “You just said you wouldn’t marry a woman you don’t love because that would hurt both parties.”
Mason deliberately twisted her words, “So, you want to marry me?”
Le took a deep breath, the anger in her chest having nowhere to go, “If I wanted to marry you, would you actually do it?”
“You could try.”
Le’s phone suddenly rang from her pocket.
“Let go,” Le demanded.
Mason tightened his hold on her hand instead of releasing it. He leaned closer and reached into her pocket, retrieving her phone and answering the call.
As the call connected, Shirley’s excited voice came through the phone, “Le, guess where I am right now?”
Le tried to maintain herposure. “Where are you?”
Shirley giggled, “S city!!”
Then she asked triumphantly, “Surprised? Unexpected? We have a shoot scheduled in S city tomorrow morning.”
Le remained silent.
Mason, who was holding her from behind, chuckled softly.
Sharp as ever, Shirley noticed something. “Le, why do I hear a man’s voice on your end?”
Le shot Mason a re and replied, “No, it’s the TV.”
Shirley teased, “Hmm, I thought it was that bastard Mason chasing after you to S city.”
Shirley continued to badmouth Mason on the phone.
Meanwhile, Mason leaned closer to Le’s ear and whispered, “Badmouthing behind my back, hmm?”
Le wanted to deny it, but she couldn’t argue.
Shirley kept talking, not hearing Le’s response, and lowered her voice a bit, saying, “Le, do you know about Mason’s fiancee?”
Worried that Shirley might say something shocking, Le hurriedly interrupted, “Where are you?”
Shirley replied, “On my way to your hotel.”
Le said, “I have some things to take care of here. Let’s talk when you get here.”
Shirley didn’t detect the unease in Le’s tone and continued, “I’ll give you all the details when I arrive. But let me tell you one thing now. Mason’s fiancee is head over heels for him. You know that model who was rumored to be with him recently? I heard Jennifer went straight to her shoot location today and got into a big fight with her.”
Le remained silent. Whenever Mason’s name came up, Shirley hardly had anything good to say about him. While Mason appearedposed on the surface, in reality, hisrge hand had already slid from the edge of Le’s clothes over her stomach, pushing upward.
Le struggled a few times but couldn’t break free, so she clenched her teeth, afraid of making any unusual sounds that Shirley might pick up on.
Mason became even more audacious, his hand covering her soft, full chest, as he whispered seductively in her ear, “Le.”
Le pressed her lips together and remained silent.
With a mischievous grin, Mason continued, “Why not break up with Samuel and be with me?”
Le squeezed out two words, “Dream on.”
Mason made a nomittal sound and chuckled even more, “I understand. You just love the joy of cheating.”
The call with Shirley still ongoing, Le found it increasingly difficult to stand next to the door.
Just as Le was about to hang up the call and give Mason a piece of her mind, the doorbell suddenly rang.
Both Le and Mason froze.
The next moment, Shirley’s cheerful voice came from outside the door, “Le, open up, surprise!!”
Le and Mason exchanged a nce of panic.
Secondster, Mason found himself pushed into the bathroom by Le.
The door opened, and Shirley hugged Le triumphantly, saying, “Aren’t you happy to see me in a different city?”
“Yeah.”
Shirley continued, “I’ll make you even happier!”
With that, Shirley let go of Le and pulled someone over from the wall.
It was Samuel!
Shirley eximed, “Even happier now, my brother’s here too!”
Le was stunned on the spot.
Inside the bathroom, Mason, infamous as the ‘third party’ and ‘home-wrecker,’ listened to themotion outside, feeling very unhappy.
A few minutester, Shirley and Samuel sat on the sofa with Le, continuing their conversation from the phone call.
As they discussed Jennifer, the daughter of The Powers Family, Shirley couldn’t help but sigh.
“You know that girl, she’s got the looks, the figure, andes from such a good family. Why does she have to like Mason?”
Le waspletely calm by now. She sat on the single sofa on the side and opened a food delivery app.
“Have you two had dinner?”
Bringing up food, Shirley immediately switched from talking about Jennifer. “Not yet. Have you eaten?”
“A little bit, but not enough,” Le replied.
“With whom?” Shirley inquired.
Without looking up and intentionally ignoring Mason, Le replied, “Mr. Moore.”
Shirley nodded in understanding. “No wonder you couldn’t enjoy your meal. Dining with such a big shot is stressful. Who has the mood to savor the food?”
“What do you guys want to eat?”
Shirley hopped off the sofa and leaned in next to Le, sitting on the armrest. “What are the specialty dishes?”
Le handed her the phone. “Take a look yourself.”
Shirley naturally took the phone and scrolled through it for about seven or eight minutes before handing it back to Le. “I’ve made my selection.”Têxt belongs to N?velDrama.Org.
Looking at the items in the cart, Le nced at Shirley uncertainly. “Are you sure?”
“Absolutely!” Shirley affirmed.
“You don’t want to try any of S city’s specialties?” Le inquired skeptically, “Fried chicken and skewers with beer-how is that not a specialty of S city?”
Shirley replied earnestly. “Every ce has its own unique style of fried chicken and skewers, right?”
Le was at a loss for words.
After settling Shirley’s order, Le handed the phone to Samuel. “Take a look and see what you want.”
Samuel, who had been leaning over to text a colleague, looked up at Le’s question. “I’m not picky. I’ll eat whatever you two are having.”
The takeaway arrived. As the three of them ate and chatted, Le and Samuel talked about work, “I heard that if you secure the Premier Construction project, themission will be substantial.”
Le smiled, “Well, it seems news travels fast.”
Samuel raised his beer bottle for a toast. “That’s good news. You’re earning yourmission based on merit.”
Shirley chimed in, “That’s true, but in this society, there are plenty of people who envy you.”
After downing two bottles of beer, Samuel stood up. “I’ll go to the restroom.”
Le had already forgotten about the person in the bathroom and continued chatting with Shirley.
A minuteter, there was a loud “thud” from the bathroom.
Le and Shirley froze simultaneously.
Le suddenly remembered something, and the skewer in her hand slipped through her fingers…