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, too. And

 

those words, Nicole was too dumbfounded

 

finished eating and left the

 

her house, Nicole kept silent. She just sat in the passenger seat,

 

finally stopped, she whispered to me, "Sorry for what I did earlier, Spencer. I shouldn't have spoken ill of your friends behind

 

you keep in mind that

 

of the car. Once

 

Charles' POV:

 

picking up Scarlett, we went back to the Moore

 

in the master bedroom?" Scarlett

 

it for James,"

 

in the master bedroom is big enough 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

 

and

 

around her shoulder. "Someone else will warm up your son's

 

how much Scarlett cared about

 

Scarlett glared at me.

 

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

 

Even though Scarlett was initially against it, she

 

the time I got out

was already asleep in his

 

of the bed. Her pajamas were slightly unveiled, revealing her smooth, fair shoulder. I

 

as red as an apple. In a

 

should've let James sleep in the crib

 

so jealous of your own son?" Scarlett looked up

 

her exposed snow-white skin and began to kiss her again. Slowly, I went from her chest

 

here. Let's do this in another room." Scarlett pushed me away and ran

 

This is our room, and I wanna do it here." Without hesitation, I lifted

 

when

 

removed my pajamas and went

 

to go to another room, you should at least turn off the lights," suggested

 

Scarlett's clothes to fondle her round

 

that she was no longer resisting, I pressed her body against mine as I fucked her. I could feel how fast her

 

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