Spencer's POV:

 

After Charles left me for dead, I turned to Nicole, feeling helpless. She didn't look like she had any intention of leaving. And she was looking at me with the same hopeful gaze as she did this morning.

 

"Let's go have dinner," I said. She had been with me for an entire day. Out of politeness, I decided to invite her to dinner before sending her home.

 

"Sounds great!" Nicole nodded readily.

 

Not long after, I drove her to a pizza restaurant. We sat a table in the corner.

 

"Mr. Moore kind of seemed standoffish. Are all CEOs like him?" Nicole asked tentatively.

 

"What made you say that?" I was honestly curious of how people viewed Charles.

 

"When he was looking at me earlier, his eyes were so cold and intimidating. Honestly, I was scared!" Nicole said as she drew back her neck.

 

I nodded at her and said, "Well, he's like that to everyone."

 

"I heard that he's very protective of his wife, so it made me think that he's a passionate man." Nicole took a sip of orange juice and continued, "I once saw his wife on TV. She's so beautiful and elegant. She must be really good at hiding her true self."

 

"What does that mean?" I paused from chewing my pizza as I looked at her.

 

She looked around before leaning close to me. "Don't you know? Some people say that her father was a criminal and he committed suicide by jumping off a building. Her mother, on the other hand, had an affair with another man. A woman from such a complicated family must be conniving."

 

As I looked at Nicole's face, I kind of felt scared of her.

 

Even though she looked harmless, her words were sharper than knives.

 

At first, I thought that Nicole's pure temperament was similar to that of Scarlett's. But now, I realized that she was nothing like Scarlett. Scarlett would never speak ill of anyone behind their backs.

 

"Do you agree, Spencer?" Nicole flashed me a grin, appearing to be sweet and innocent.

 

But to her chagrin, I just felt disgusted of her fake kindness.

 

Abruptly, I put down my pizza. "You probably don't know how I'm related to Charles and Scarlett."

 

"How are you related to them?" asked Nicole.

 

of me. You're not just insulting them, you're insulting me,

 

said those words, Nicole

 

finished eating and left the

 

silent. She

 

whispered to me, "Sorry for what I did earlier, Spencer. I shouldn't have spoken ill of

 

mind that

 

before getting out of the car. Once she

 

Charles' POV:

 

went back to the Moore

 

baby's crib in the

 

for

 

for the three of us. Is it even necessary to put in a baby's crib? Besides, autumn is coming, so it'll be colder at nights.

 

pajamas were quite thin, and they accentuated her

 

my arm around her shoulder. "Someone else will warm up your son's bed in the future. That's not your duty. You, however,

 

how much Scarlett cared about James, it made me feel

 

Scarlett glared at me.

 

cheek and said, "I'm going to take a

 

though Scarlett was initially against it, she decided

 

time I got

bathroom, James was already

 

on her side of the bed. Her pajamas were slightly unveiled, revealing her smooth, fair shoulder. I couldn't resist the urge to embrace her and kiss her

 

instant, her face was as red as an apple. In a charming voice,

 

"We should've let James sleep in the crib

 

really so jealous of your own son?" Scarlett looked up

 

kiss her again.

 

Scarlett pushed me away

 

I wanna do it here." Without hesitation,

 

soft mattress sank when she landed on

 

removed my pajamas and went to bed with

 

you should at least turn

 

her round breasts. I could see that she was trembling with

 

bites on Scarlett's collarbone and shoulder. Feeling that she was no longer resisting, I

 

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