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?”

with, Matthew Farley? Aurora Cristole, Matthew’s wife, cried. She glared menacingly at Abigail, looking at her up and

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Abigail was not. The latter qualled when the woman shrugged off her coat, revealing broad shoulders

she would be nice on the

over and dragged Abigail out of the bed by her hair, slapping her hard on

out, staining the corners of

Farley!” Abigail screamed in

stayed on

assistant walked into the

Director Matthew Farley, has been caught

subordinate! What a vixen! What a cheat!

live-streaming the

Matthew were utterly

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BONUS “Huh, how can you even entertain such a thought, Mr. Beckett? Ms. Alyssa told me to buy it for you. Do you still think you’re

his jaw clenched tight.

never cooked for Mr. Beckett. If he wasn’t worthy, how could she have done so for three

at Jasper with disdain. “Alice might make dog food, but that’s not the case for