Chapter 699

Just like that, three days had passed without a trace of Matthew.

But today, Elva received word that he would return. So, in the afternoon, she headed to the mall and bought an extremely sexy set of black lace lingerie.

Not content with just the lingerie, she also managed to get her hands on a drug guaranteed to drive any man wild.

Her body, scarred and played with by Matthew for two years, was nothing more than a tool for his pleasure in his beastly eyes, long stripped of any allure.

She had to spice things up if she was to succeed..

But to gain access to Matthew’s study, she had to take the initiative to strike, to seduce.

Time was running out. She had to take the risk. No matter the risk, she had to succeed in one try!

That evening, Matthew returned to the Chambers Estate.

He went straight to his study upon arrival, without so much as a glance at Elva.

herself in a robe and carried the

Matthew was sitting in front of his

the sound of the door, he shot a furious glare at Elva and barked, “Who gave you

memory, this timid woman was always trembling in fear around him, and utterly uninteresting. This sudden

you want?”

prepared some nourishing soup for you. You’ve been working so hard lately. Come and have

bowl on the coffee

at her chest, his gaze darkening as he stood up and walked over. He sat on the sofa, picked up the soup bowl, and drank half of

the robe, revealing

contracted with desire, his blood boiling!

before him, made it difficult for Matthew to control himself. He grabbed her arm roughly and pulled her into his

careless and spilled the remaining half bowl of

I really didn’t mean

No harm done,” he murmured, his words lewd as he

chicken soup, and it’s quite a mood–killer,” Elva said with a blush, pushing

to have a comfortable go at it. So, while kissing her and fumbling with his tie to quench an immediate thirst, he hurriedly dashed into

disgust, immediately sprang to her feet, and ran to

It was a gift from a friend, who would be waiting up all night to

the Trojan virus infiltrated

bar began to

end,

blur of her fingers dancing across the keyboard. The

long will it take?

her eyes fixed on the scrolling green code on the screen, her brow beaded with sweat. “I can’t communicate with Elva, but I know the opportunity she got to

both Elva and even more for Evadne. His own hacking skills were of the five–minute variety; he couldn’t help at

to be done by his remarkable little

shower echoed

were glued to the progress bar on the screen, which had reached 50%. Her

touched his computer, she would surely pay

as the progress bar hit

of

of cold

footsteps approaching the bathroom door,

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