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?”

been sleeping with, Matthew Farley? Aurora Cristole, Matthew’s wife,

a wom

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

on the eyes. Where did you find

out of the bed by

blood seeped out,

Farley!” Abigail screamed in pain.

on the floor, quaking in

then, Aurora’s assistant walked into the

Matthew Farley, has been

vixen! What a cheat!

was live-streaming

Matthew were utterly

1/2

Beckett? Ms. Alyssa told me to buy it for

his jaw clenched tight.

in vain. It’s 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 could no

at Jasper with disdain. “Alice might make dog food, but

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