Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 184: You Want Money, You Can Have It

Aurora hurried back to the company. At this hour, the lobby was nearly empty except for the receptionist. She headed straight for the private elevator. As the elevator slowly ascended, she glanced upward through its transparent walls and caught sight of a familiar figure.

Genevieve! What was she doing here? Her anxious glances and hurried demeanor likely had something to do with Zachary. Could she be here to see Magnus? If she wasn't desperate, she wouldn't risk exposing the deplorable things Zachary had done.

Genevieve was too clever to bring up such matters unless absolutely necessary. She was on the fifth floor, and Magnus's office was on the sixth. Aurora sensed something odd about the situation. She quietly pressed the button for the fifth floor and followed in the direction Genevieve had gone. The corridor was quickly empty. Aurora deduced she must have entered the office ahead.

This office belonged to Paul, and curiously, his secretary was not at her desk. Just as Aurora approached, the door suddenly opened. She quickly hid around the corner as Alison stormed out, freshly dressed in a clean skirt. Her zipper was undone, and her hair was disheveled, likely interrupted in the midst of... activities.

Could it have been because of Genevieve? Aurora had known about Paul's good relations with Genevieve before joining the company, previously thinking it was due to Magnus. Seeing Genevieve's cautious behavior just now sparked an incredible thought. Everyone knew Paul had a penchant for women. Genevieve had been quite attractive in her youth and had aged gracefully, maintaining her allure. Aurora carefully approached the door. Alison, in her anger, had not closed it completely, leaving a slight gap.

Aurora checked her surroundings and, finding no one, leaned close to listen. Genevieve, her back turned and her expression unseen, sounded displeased, "You know Magnus is also in the office, and yet you asked me to come here?"

Aurora frowned, puzzled by their relationship, which seemed to be shrouded in secrecy. "Ah, Genevieve, you know what I'm like. I enjoy it more when there's a risk involved."

enticing, but his

certain there was a problem. Genevieve sounded accustomed

is my cousin now. You should

come to you? Zachary has racked up millions in high-interest debts outside. If his grandfather finds out, he'll never

"Fine, the usual arrangement then. You want the money, you know what to

it seemed. Genevieve stood motionless in the center of the room, her expression unreadable, while Paul, calm and collected, said, "Well, now you are Mrs. Montgomery, not

she had only known

on hostesses, but hearing Paul's insinuation that anyone could have

destroyed her family and everything beautiful in her life. Genevieve, with

if you want to show off, please do it somewhere else. This is not

you give me the fifty million dollars?"

Serve me well, and I'll pay you. I just wonder

after that, Genevieve had probably climbed