Chapter 480 Poor Yvonne

Yvonne didn’t have her guard up against Conrad, so she had no idea that he loathed her to the core, and all this hatred stemmed from the fact that she fibbed to Zac about him before, which landed him in such a miserable situation.

To begin with, he disliked intimate acts between men, and of all things, he had turned into the person he hated the most. With this shame deeply etched into his bones, he couldn’t bring himself to forgive—or even accept—Yvonne.

After she drank the water, he held her in bed and continued embracing her until her mind gradually became confused. Then, he pulled away and kept her occupied with something else.

Before he entered the bathroom for a shower, he made a call to a person. “Bring them here.” “Okay, Mr. Kings,” the person on the other end answered and hung up.

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After a long wait, half a dozen men showed up with camera equipment in the small lounge of the president’s office. Well-built and tall, these burly men looked like they had the brutish manner of a butcher.

Conrad swept his gaze past these men before him, smirked icily, and turned to leave the office without a word.

opened it, and poured a drink. Finally, he paced to the French windows, stood there, and watched Bloomstead, the

heavier, and he wondered what he should do after he had his revenge on Yvonne. What now after this? How can I deal

miserable, and hopeless. The cause of

from the lounge. “Everything aside,

good deal today.”

was kept slightly

and finished three bottles of wine, listening to the ceaseless

left. Everything was akin to a nightmare, but the person involved—Yvonne—knew

“Ouch… it hurts…”

over her body, especially one particular part

saw Conrad, who was dressed neatly and standing at the windows, worry filled her mind,

you awake, Conrad? Are

crazy lovemaking the day before, she was

Yvonne, who was on the

didn’t, he would

“Okay.”

a shower because they were too crazy last night, and her body was a little sticky, after all. Probably because it was too warm

to the bathroom, but every step she took sent

‘results’ of using too much force, but when she recalled how she was taking the initiative yesterday and that both were in so much

would make him feel guilty if

second she felt the water,

she pursed her pink lips and

that Conrad is unwell, but you were still so crazy. That’s really irresponsible of you,

messy room, and a cruel gleam flashed past his eyes. Finally, he turned around and opened the window to air the room; all sorts of scents filled this

for a meal.” He paced to her and patted her head gently.

went to eat, and the next few days were

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