At Night, Daphne's House.
A man was kneeling on the floor, earnestly mopping the floor with a cloth.
"Arthur, would you mind stopping for a moment and helping me with something?"
A gentle voice with a hint of coquetry echoed from the second floor.
Upon hearing this, the man stood up and looked at the pretty girl on the stairs, asking with some surprise,
"Fiona, do you need any of my assistance?"
Fiona Daphne, Arthur's wife's younger sister, had been relying on her sister to support her at home.
She had always looked down on Arthur and disdained him as a son-in-law, even referring to him as a waste.
However, her attitude towards Arthur seemed to have changed somewhat at this moment.
Arthur wiped his hands on his clothes and walked upstairs.
He saw Fiona standing shyly by the door of her bedroom, her arms crossed over her chest to prevent her clothes from slipping off.
She blinked her charming eyes at Arthur and smiled playfully.
"Come in quickly, I need your help!"
Seeing Fiona’s seductive wearing, Arthur hesitated inwardly.
"Come on, darling, come in and help me zip up the back of my dress, pretty please!"
Hearing her coaxing tone, Arthur thought of his little sister and no longer doubted her intentions.
He walked into the bedroom, and the sweet fragrance of the young girl enveloped him.
Then he saw the smooth expanse of Fiona's back, which made him absent-minded for a moment.
She was young and exercised regularly, so her figure exuded a wild beauty that ordinary women did not possess.
"What are you doing? Come and help me!"
Her soft voice rang out again, reminding Arthur to get on with his task.
He shook his head to clear his mind and focused on the task at hand.
He needed to finish it quickly so that he could continue with his household chores, or else his wife and mother-in-law would scold him again.
He placed one hand on Fiona's waist and used the other to zip up her dress.
Suddenly, Fiona turned and pushed him onto the bed, pinning him down beneath her body, revealing a hint of cleavage.
Fiona pressed her mouth close to his ear, her eyes filled with allure and her voice as sweet as orchids.
"It's been a long time since Catherine made love with you, hasn't it? You must be eager to do it!"
Hearing these words, Arthur's heart couldn't help but pound uncontrollably.
When they had just gotten married three years ago, they were deep in love and passion.
However, as his wife became busier with her business, she grew colder towards him.
It had been almost a year since they had last been intimate, which was unbearably difficult for Arthur at his youthful age.
Moreover, Fiona was beautiful and seductive, a temptation that most men would find hard to resist.
Also her identity undoubtedly added another layer of allure for him.
For a moment, Arthur felt his mouth dry and his tongue tied, almost losing control.
NO...IT’S IMMORAL!!!
Suddenly, he shouted in mind.
He thought of his wife and knew he could never betray her.
So he bit his tongue so that the pain brought him back to his senses, and he quickly tried to push away Fiona, who was seducing and tempting him.
"Arthur, you scum, what have you done to Fiona?"
Suddenly, a stern voice sounded outside the bedroom.
Oh my god! Catherine, Arthur's wife, who should have been busy at work, she was standing there.
She stormed into the room, holding a phone that was still videoing.
Arthur was anxious and hurriedly tried to explain.
"Catherine, it's not what you think. Fiona asked me to help her with... her dress zipper."
"Fiona, you... you’d better explain it."
However, Fiona, who was lying on the bed, had completely changed her attitude.
"You scum, I'm your sister-in-law. How could you obscene me while I was changing clothes!"
Arthur widened his eyes, his face filled with disbelief.
"Fiona, what nonsense are you spouting? You were the one who asked for my help!"
"Ugh, you scum, you are a waste of space! You make me sick. I would rather not wear any clothes than ask for your help."
Arthur looked at her effortlessly telling lies and turned to Catherine with a pleading look, hoping his wife would believe him.
"Slap!"
However, what he received was a slap across the face.
Catherine didn't believe him as expected.
Instead, she walked over and slapped him in anger.
Arthur covered his face, looking at the disguised Fiona and the indifferent Catherine, not knowing how to explain for himself.
"Sign it. Since you've done something so disgraceful that tarnishes Daphne’s reputation."
Catherine stared coldly at Arthur and threw a paper agreement at him.
Looking at the cover of the document with the words "Divorce Agreement," Arthur flipped it open and saw the clause that required him to leave with nothing.Arthur suddenly realized what was going on and gritted his teeth. "It seems this was planned in advance, a trap for me." "Bullshit! How could I use my sister as bait? Tell me, you do have the guts to molest Fiona but none to admit it?" Catherine denied, then insulted him. "Wearing a saintly facade even though you're a whore!" Arthur couldn't help but think of it. He shook his head sadly and looked at his wife. "Catherine, I'm tired. For these three years, I've obeyed you, loved you and your family, even though they didn't respect me. But now, I know, simps don't deserve sympathy, and they're not worth it!" "Why are you saying all this now! Just sign it quickly!" Catherine became impatient. Ignoring her, Arthur continued, lost in his own thoughts. "Since you all want me to leave, want me to leave with nothing, fine. You s
Outside the villa, there was a light drizzle falling. The rain in early spring still carried the coldness of late winter, but it couldn't match the coldness in Arthur's heart. "Mr. Rockefeller?" Suddenly, a red Ferrari parked by the side of the road, and a young woman's voice full of doubt came from the car. Immediately, a stunning woman got down, hurriedly holding an umbrella to come over Arthur's. She was wearing a black windbreaker coat, and the tight inner layer couldn't hide her ample bosom. She was wearing blue denim shorts on the lower body, and a pair of round and slender thighs were wrapped in stockings, making them even more enticing as the rain slid down. "Mr. Rockefeller, why are you standing here in the rain?" She asked anxiously. Her name was Annie Stacy, one of the most famous female stars in Georgia and also the top artist under the World Tree Group, even recognized as a dream lover by netizens. Meanwhile, she was also Catherine's intimate friend. Originally
The next morning, in the presidential suite. Annie looked at herself in the mirror, dressed neatly. With disappointment on her face, she murmured to herself. "Such a graceful and beautiful woman slept next to him, but he remained indifferent!" After applying exquisite makeup, she left the room and drove to find her prince charming. He should be at the court together with Catherine at present. She knew it from the talk with him last night. When he was in depression, she, so beautiful a woman showed up and confess to him in front of his disappointing ex-wife... She wondered if Catherine would regret it! It's really interesting! In the car, a mysterious smile appeared on Annie’s face that was hard to decipher. ... Outside the local court, Arthur and Catherine stood oppositely, both in silence. They had just divorced. Thanks to her ex-wife's money that it could be passed so quickly. Arthur tightly held and touched the "Tears of Ocean" in his hand. It was the only keepsake and
World Tree Group Building, Chairman's Office on the top floor. A middle-aged woman with a lingering charm stood respectfully behind a young man, reporting her work. If it were seen by the upper-class society of this city, it would undoubtedly shock them to the core. This middle-aged woman was none other than the CEO of World Tree Group, the renowned Iron Lady of the business world, Robin Thatcher! However, the young man was Arthur Rockefeller, who was doing laundry and cooking at Daphne's house just yesterday. "Young master, you're finally back! What about your wife...?" "Ex-wife! We got divorced." In fact, the news of Annie Stacy and him had already caused quite a stir in the morning. As the CEO, she naturally received the news as well. But she still felt heart-broken for him while hearing Arthur admit the divorce with that woman. She knew how much he had put into his marriage during the past three years. And also, as his assistant, she knew how excellent he was. In the w
Catherine nodded wearily and dialed Mr. Dawson's phone number. "Hello, this is Catherine Daphne, the CEO of Time Advertising. Is that Mr. Dawson?" she asked. "Yes, hello, Ms. Daphne," came the voice of a man on the other end. "Why are you suddenly holding us accountable for the so-called mistakes in previous collaborations and canceling the future contracts? Did we do something wrong?" After a brief silence, the man's voice came through. "Ms, you have indeed done something very outrageous and crossed the line! I can only tell you that you have offended a bigwig in our group, and she personally ordered the blacklisting of your company." "How is that possible? How could I have the audacity to provoke someone high up in the World Tree Group? It must be a misunderstanding!" Catherine couldn't believe that she had done something like that and furrowed her brow. "Mr. Dawson, can we meet in person today to clear up the misunderstanding..." She spoke, but before she could finish her
It was 7 o'clock in the evening, one hour before the banquet was about to begin.The top hall of the Forest Hotel was packed with businessmen.The World Tree Group was hosting the banquet, and almost all the important figures in Georgia's business community were present.It was a grand event in the business of Georgia.Catherine Daphne and her family had also come to attend the banquet."Catherine, you look so pretty today!"Fiona Daphne exclaimed, admiring Catherine's radiant beauty.Catherine was wearing a light yellow evening gown that exposed her snow-white shoulders. Her exquisite face looked even more enchanting under light makeup.Fiona, on the other hand, was younger and livelier, dressed more provocatively.However, compared to Catherine's elegance and grace, she fell short."This is our first time attending such a high-end banquet. It's truly a memorable moment. Catherine, you should thank Mr. Smith. I'm sure he sent us these three invitations."Their mother Linda couldn't h
A group of well-dressed men stepped out of the car, imposing and majestic, forming a line next to Arthur.They looked like a group of underworld bosses, respectfully protecting their "godfather".Robin Thatcher, the leader, quickly walked over, her face filled with anxiety."Young Master, are you alright? Sorry for my late arrival!""It's fine." Arthur took a deep breath, temporarily releasing his inner anger.His expression softened as he replied to her.The middle-aged man was shocked at the dramatic development, his eyes widened and his voice trembling."How...how is this possible?"Robin sneered and glanced at him with cold eyes, asking,"Young Master, how do you plan to punish this trash?"Hearing this serious conversation, the sexy woman beside the man couldn't help but chuckle."Young Master? This loser on an electric bicycle? Who does he think he is? Are all of you actors hired by him? Hollywood?"After laughing, she shook the man who was still in a daze and added."Darling, c
On the driver's seat of a blazing red Ferrari, a beautiful female gazed at Arthur's departing figure, her eyes filled with admiration and desire.She just witnessed the entire process of Arthur beating the middle-aged man.A wealthy man driving a Lamborghini, beaten up by him, had to beg for forgiveness!Is this the privilege of those top billionaires?Annie Stacy's face flushed with excitement.As long as she can climb this high branch, she will truly enter the "new world."She had dressed up carefully for tonight's banquet.Wearing an elegant black evening gown, her bare shoulders are fair and enticing, her angelic face and seductive figure...She is extremely confident that she will be the most eye-catching star at the banquet tonight!However, in order to hook Arthur, this "big fish," she needed to take more aggressive measures!... ...In the hall, Arthur held a glass of champagne in his hand, enjoying the buffet provided at the banquet.He hadn't eaten much all day.Suddenly, a