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?”

this is the whore you’ve been sleeping with, Matthew Farley? Aurora Cristole, Matthew’s wife, cried. She glared menacingly at Abigail,

was a wom

five foot seven, while Abigail was not. The latter qualled when the woman shrugged off

the eyes. Where did you find this

over and dragged Abigail out of the bed by

seeped out, staining the

Farley!” Abigail screamed in

Matthew didn’t dare. He stayed on the floor,

the

husband, Director Matthew Farley, has been

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

woman was live-streaming the scene..

were utterly shocked.

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BONUS “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 worthy of Ms. Alyssa’s cooking?” Sean

was dumbfounded, his

cooked for Mr. Beckett. If he wasn’t worthy, how

disdain. “Alice might make dog food, but that’s not the

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