Can’t Win Me Back

Chapter 422

In a certain hotel’s luxury suite, Abigail was riding through hell and high water to upgrade her way of life.

“Fuck! You’re so good, Daddy!” Abigail moaned, panting against Matthew Farley. Glistening sweat rolled down their skin.

“That’s it, doll… I love it when you call me that. Come on, who’s your Daddy?” Matthew groaned, spouting out the entire spectrum of filth that was dirty talk.

All Abigail wanted was for him to finish, however. It wasn’t the first time she had slept with someone to get a promotion. This time, it was to become the general manager of the news department she was in.

Just when the finish line was in sight, the hotel room door was unexpectedly thrown open.

Abigail shrieked, quickly diving under the covers.

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Matthew, meanwhile, hurriedly pulled on his underwear. A chilling sensation shot down his spine like icy spikes as he turned to see who was at the door.

“H-Honey?”

this is the whore you’ve been sleeping with, Matthew Farley? Aurora Cristole, Matthew’s wife, cried. She glared menacingly at Abigail, looking

was a wom

five foot seven, while Abigail was not. The latter qualled when the

the eyes.

of the bed by her hair, slapping her hard on the

open, and blood seeped out,

Farley!” Abigail screamed in pain.

dare. He stayed on the floor, quaking in sheer

walked into the room, flanked

Director Matthew Farley, has been

cheat! Don’t miss

was live-streaming the

and Matthew were utterly shocked.

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can you even entertain such a thought, Mr. Beckett? Ms. Alyssa told me to buy it for you. Do you still think you’re worthy of Ms. Alyssa’s cooking?” Sean

was dumbfounded, his jaw clenched

not as if Ms. Alyssa never cooked for Mr. Beckett. If he wasn’t worthy, how could she have done so for three years?” Xavier snapped angrily. He

“Alice might make dog food, but that’s not the case for