Trapped in Love

Chapter 2 Humiliation

Soon, the door opened. Henry appeared in the doorway, wearing a loose bathrobe. His piercing green eyes locked onto Casey, with a predatory gaze. Caroline’s heart skipped a beat, but she forced a smile for the sake of the 70,000 dollars commission.

“Monsieur Devereaux, sorry to disturb you,” she said, stepping into the presidential suite.

Henry shrugged and flashed her a smile. “Ms. Shenton, I’ve been waiting for you.”

Caroline’s heart was racing, but she maintained her composure and placed the prepared contract on the coffee table.

She subtly scanned the presidential suite from the corner of her eye, taking note of every detail.

Once Henry took a seat on the sofa, Caroline retracted her gaze and sat down as well, keeping a slight distance from him.

Henry handed her a glass of wine, and Caroline clinked her glass against his. “Thank you for your hospitality, Monsieur Devereaux.”

Henry’s eyes lit up. “Ms. Shenton, you’re very smart, and you’re not shy. I like it!”

Caroline forced a smile, aware of the need to impress Henry for the contract. With a slight tilt of her head, she downed the red wine in her hand.

Yet, Henry’s face expressed a hint of pity. “Impressive, but you wouldn’t expect one glass to seal the deal now, would you?”

glass, she responded, “Monsieur Devereaux, I understand that you’ve expressed interest in working with MK for some time now. Surely you are familiar with MK’s prowess in the

I take the initiative to sign the contract on his behalf, as a gesture of our respect for you? I believe it’s

Caroline’s proposal, the smile on Henry’s face faltered and his gaze

Caroline managed to maintain

Henry to sign the contract was her

somber, but Henry soon broke the

me respect, so

Henry reached for the contract and pen on the table and signed

had not anticipated

under such circumstances, Caroline dared not

the contract to Caroline. “Well, I’ve given you what you came for. Shouldn’t you keep me company

ignorance. “Monsieur Devereaux,

going to receive a three-percent profit margin from

mind went blank. Had the contract been altered? Did Evan do it? After all, only the two of them

suddenly felt hot. Caroline’s eyes widened as she stared at the wine glass on the coffee table. If her suspicions were correct,

away from her. She could see the impatience in his green eyes and realized that he had

her to resist. She could feel his lips closing in on hers and knew that she had to act quickly. Caroline lowered her head and bit down hard on the back of

force. The blow was so