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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.

three bottles of wine, listening to the ceaseless noises from the room

was akin to a nightmare, but the person involved—Yvonne—knew

“Ouch… it hurts…”

Yvonne felt upon waking up was soreness all over her

the windows, worry filled her mind,

Conrad? Are you…

day before, she was perturbed that his body couldn’t take

merely turned around and peered at Yvonne, who was on the

he would

“Okay.”

night, and her body was a little sticky, after all. Probably because it was too warm in the summer, there was also an uncomfortable stench coming from

in a towel, and went to the bathroom, but every step

but when she recalled how she was taking the initiative yesterday and that both were in so

didn’t utter a sound as she was afraid it would

the bathroom, she let the hot water run, and the second she felt the

had prepared for her. Then, she pursed her pink lips and placed her hands behind her back,

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

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

are you thinking about? Let’s go. I’m taking you out for a meal.” He paced to her and patted her head gently.

next few days were

she literally felt that she had fallen into a

Zac came to Bloomstead for business purposes on this day, and as expected, Conrad couldn’t turn down the pressure

by little, but he didn’t dare to speak a