Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

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?”

Farley? Aurora Cristole, Matthew’s wife, cried. She glared menacingly at Abigail,

was a wom

foot seven, while Abigail was not. The latter qualled when the woman shrugged off her coat, revealing broad shoulders that spoke of a

would be nice on the eyes. Where did you

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

open, and blood seeped out, staining the corners of

Mr. Farley!” Abigail screamed in

on the floor, quaking in sheer

the room, flanked by two burly

Director Matthew Farley, has been caught red-handed for

What a vixen! What a cheat! Don’t miss out on this news now!”

was live-streaming the scene..

Matthew were

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“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

dumbfounded, his jaw clenched

if Ms. Alyssa never cooked for Mr. Beckett. If he wasn’t worthy, how could she have done

“Alice might make dog food, but that’s