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.

 

grew up together. So, don't ever speak ill of them in front of me. You're not just insulting them, you're insulting me, too.

 

words, Nicole was too dumbfounded to utter another

 

we finished eating and left the restaurant

 

our way to her house, Nicole kept silent. She just sat in the

 

stopped, she whispered to me, "Sorry for what I did earlier, Spencer. I shouldn't

 

that gossips are worse

 

understand." Nicole nodded before getting out of the car. Once she was gone, I drove

 

Charles' POV:

 

went back

 

baby's crib in

 

it for James," I

 

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

 

pajamas were quite thin, and they

 

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

 

Scarlett cared about James,

 

Scarlett glared at me.

 

"I'm going to take a

 

initially against it, she decided to agree

 

the time I got

James was already

 

bed. Her pajamas were slightly unveiled, revealing her smooth, fair shoulder. I couldn't resist the

 

as red as an apple. In a charming voice, she said, "Let

 

held her even tighter. "We should've let James

 

your own son?" Scarlett looked

 

at her exposed snow-white skin and began to kiss her

 

another room." Scarlett pushed me away

 

room, and I wanna do it here." Without hesitation, I lifted her up and

 

sank when

 

my pajamas and went to

 

you don't want to go to another room, you

 

hands into Scarlett's clothes to fondle her round breasts. I could see that she was trembling with pleasure, even though she

 

she was no longer resisting, I pressed

 

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