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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.

windows and finished three bottles of wine, listening

a few hours before everyone finally left. Everything was akin to a nightmare, but the

“Ouch… it hurts…”

soreness all over her body, especially

standing at the windows, worry filled her mind, specifically regarding the fact

awake, Conrad? Are you… feeling

she recalled their crazy lovemaking the day before, she

the bed, before smiling at her. “You’re awake? Go

she didn’t, he would only find her

“Okay.”

shower because they were too crazy last night, and her body was a little sticky, after all. Probably because it was too

bathroom, but every step she took sent a jolt of pain through

of using too much force, but when she recalled how she was taking the initiative yesterday and

didn’t utter a sound as she was afraid it would make him feel guilty if she told him about

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

Conrad had prepared for her. Then, she pursed her

crazy. That’s really irresponsible of you, she chided herself. She silently vowed I’ll never ever go so ‘crazy’ with him again after

his eyes. Finally, he turned around and opened

I’m taking you out for a meal.” He

the next few days were the happiest days of

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

for business purposes on this day, and as expected, Conrad couldn’t turn down the

dare to speak a word about it. After