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Chapter 480 Poor Yvonne

Yvonne didn’t have her guard up against Conrad, so she had no idea that he loathed her to the core, and all this hatred stemmed from the fact that she fibbed to Zac about him before, which landed him in such a miserable situation.

To begin with, he disliked intimate acts between men, and of all things, he had turned into the person he hated the most. With this shame deeply etched into his bones, he couldn’t bring himself to forgive—or even accept—Yvonne.

After she drank the water, he held her in bed and continued embracing her until her mind gradually became confused. Then, he pulled away and kept her occupied with something else.

Before he entered the bathroom for a shower, he made a call to a person. “Bring them here.” “Okay, Mr. Kings,” the person on the other end answered and hung up.

After a long wait, half a dozen men showed up with camera equipment in the small lounge of the president’s office. Well-built and tall, these burly men looked like they had the brutish manner of a butcher.

Conrad swept his gaze past these men before him, smirked icily, and turned to leave the office without a word.

Then, he took out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet in the office, opened it, and poured a drink. Finally, he paced to the French windows, stood there, and watched Bloomstead, the city that never sleeps.

Half of his plot was a success, but he felt no pleasure after having his revenge. In contrast, his heart felt heavier, and he wondered what he should do after he had his revenge on Yvonne. What now after this? How can I deal with Zac?

As long as Zac remained alive, his days would be dark, miserable, and hopeless. The cause of all of this was due to Yvonne; it was all her fault.

Laughter burst out from the lounge. “Everything aside, this chick is quite a stunner.”

“We struck a good deal today.” “That’s true! Ha!”

As the door to the small lounge was kept slightly ajar, he could hear all the voices inside clearly.

of the windows and finished three bottles of wine, listening to the ceaseless noises

few hours before everyone finally left. Everything was akin to a nightmare, but the person involved—Yvonne—knew nothing at all, and when she woke up, it was already afternoon the

“Ouch… it hurts…”

was soreness all over her body,

saw Conrad, who was dressed neatly and standing at the windows, worry filled her mind, specifically regarding the fact that he had

you awake, Conrad? Are you…

day before, she

around and peered at Yvonne, who was on the bed, before smiling

would only

“Okay.”

a shower because they were too crazy last night, and her body was a

got up, wrapped herself in a towel, and went to the bathroom,

too much force, but when she recalled how she was taking the initiative yesterday and that both were in so much pleasure, she thought this

as she was afraid it would make him feel

and the second

then changed into the clean clothing Conrad had prepared for her. Then, she pursed her pink lips and placed her hands behind her back, wearing a shy

Yvonne Spencer. You’ve really lost your mind. You know that Conrad is unwell, but you were still so crazy. That’s really irresponsible of you, she chided herself. She silently vowed I’ll never ever go so ‘crazy’ with him

merely swept his cold gaze past the messy room, and a cruel gleam flashed past his eyes. Finally, he turned around and opened the window to air the room; all sorts of scents filled this room, and it

taking you out for a meal.” He paced to her and patted her head

to eat, and the next few days were the happiest days of Yvonne’s

in his affection and care, she literally felt that she had fallen into a jar of honey, and

have it, Zac came to Bloomstead for business purposes on this day, and as expected, Conrad couldn’t turn down the pressure from him. He felt like a piece of meat on the chopping

little, but he didn’t dare to speak a word about it. After Zac was gone, he brought Yvonne to his