President's Naughty Sweetheart

It was in a five-star hotel at 10 p.m. in early summer. In a standard suite sat a woman in a tight little gown with a great figure and heavy makeup. Between her fingers was a punchy man's cigarette. Her trembling fingertips showed that she was upset.

Voices came from a bug stuck in her ear were like ruthless electric drills that stung her ears. Her heart was breaking. She was listening to a dialogue from a man and a woman.

The woman said," Benjamin, you've been sticking with me all the time recently. I can hardly take it…" The Man said, "Don't tell me you're not happy with that."

"Of course I'm happy!"

"My wife's going on a business trip tomorrow. You can come over tomorrow night."

"Benjamin, I am very curious about you and Ella Williams. She was a celebrity in our school, don't you love her anymore?"

"She's beautiful but very dull. I've married her for a year, but I haven't even touched her! She was so pretentious before. Now I don't buy this anymore…"

"So miserable? Isn't she living like a widow?"

"She deserved it! Come on, don't talk about her. "

Ella couldn't go on listening to the rest of the conversation. She took off her earphones, staring hollowly at the floor. She remembered the night three days ago, she heard her husband Benjamin Johnsontalking in his sleep, "Scarlett, you're so hot…"

Ella was shocked. Scarlett was her classmate in college. But they had lost contact since graduation. 'How did Benjamin know her?'

The next day, Ella inquired Scarlett's phone number through a classmate. She had Scarlett come to her home under the cover of asking Scarlett to help design the bathroom.

When Scarlett was in the bathroom, Ella peeked at Scarlett's phone. Though limited by the password, Ella could still notice that her phone was connected to the Wifi of her home automatically. Ella's heart sank.

in half a year… After discovering the hotel, she

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a taxi. The driver asked, "Ms, where

am I going?' Where should

her that the day she got drunk with her best friend Alice Walker, Alice took her to the most famous private night

Garden Road,

Club?' The driver was clearly

sulfuric acid. It hurt, it hurt so hard to breathe. She had a pang at her heart. She placed her hand on her heart, eduring the pain of her broken heart. Tears streamed down her face, striping her makeup away.

driver turned back, "Here we

several hundred dollars

walking unsteadily, he spoke to himself, "What a pity. She's quite good-looking, but degrading herself in

this famous

a bank card on the counter, "I have five million dollars

desk looked at her and asked politely, "Hello, Ms, are you asking for Mr. Arthur Jones in our

tissues to remove her makeup. The girl frowned slightly, " Ms, please wait a

Ella. The

you kidding me! How could you send me a photo of such an ugly women? If you do this next time, you'll be fired!"

the bumper commission she could get from such a large sum of money, so she couldn't help

the moment. He suddenly lowered his tone, "I've heard Manager Young said you're the new receptionist. So I'll give you

explain to Ella when Ella had stood up and walked straight to a

as well as a pair of long legs. His figure was as perfect as an top-class international model, handsome enough to make people drool. He had the face of the angel—deep-set eyes, high nose, pretty lips, even his Adam's

girl at the