Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

When she first joined the company, she was just a low-level employee, and like many others, she once harbored feelings for Eric. Yet Eric was always so distant, making himself impossible to approach.

Alison wasn't devoid of emotions; she simply buried them deep inside. She could casually open her legs for Paul, yet with Eric, she didn't dare say more than a word. This was the first time she had been alone with Eric, at least as far as she could remember. Her heart raced uncontrollably.

"Mr. Montgomery," she addressed him as she always had in the company.

Eric gave no response. Alison had anticipated this, knowing he might see her as filthy, a woman who had destroyed his family. How could he possibly treat her with kindness?

"Get in the car," he said.

Alison never imagined that one day Eric would personally drive her home. It felt like a dream.

In front of Eric, she was particularly restrained. She didn't dare sit in the passenger seat, knowing her status didn't qualify her to sit there. That seat was reserved for someone of importance.

Alison, aware of her own tarnished reputation, didn't want to stain Eric's car. She obediently sat in the back, her spine straight and stiff.

"Mr. Montgomery, if there's something you want to say to me, just say it. There's no one else here now," she said, not naive enough to believe Eric had simply wanted to give her a ride home.

"Where do you live?"

Caught off guard, Alison hesitated for a moment before giving him her address. The car started, and the entire drive was silent.

Eric didn't speak, and Alison had no idea what to say. Her heart pounded like a trapped deer. From where she sat, she could see his profile-handsome as ever.

He had once been her dream man, especially when he occasionally adjusted his glasses, exuding a unique charm.

Without realizing it, she ended up staring at him the entire way. When the car finally stopped in front of her rented apartment building, she said softly, "Thank you for driving me home."

a card out of his pocket.

"You're that kind of woman, aren't you? The type who's only in it for the money. When you were with my dad, you demanded designer bags and clothes. At the company, you used his name to throw

but now you've crossed the line. You've

my dad has some secret stash of money hidden away? Let me tell you the truth-he

you're offering

what's best for you. You're still young and beautiful. In a few years, you can find someone your own age. Why waste your time

just to survive. He can't provide you

for money?" Alison's heart ached, knowing her past actions had defined her in others' eyes. But

for money? Don't tell me you've fallen in love with my dad?" Eric's face showed

had seen women like Alison countless times-willing to do anything for money, even more

truly had no money left. Clearly, she was trying to use the child as leverage to squeeze more

say she was doing this for revenge, using the child as

if she admitted that, Eric would only

his assumptions. "Fine. Whatever your reasons, take this five million as

to have this child and raise them

the child. For one, it'll make it harder to find

up in Alison's eyes.

price. Is five million not enough?" Eric's tone was sharp, like he was

Alison said, determined not to break down in front

my dad? You're a smart woman. If you don't take this money and keep pushing forward, you'll end up

from him. Do you really

child. Do you really believe they'll grow

have intervened. Their marriage was already

"Then why now?"

that's happened recently. My dad has finally realized the truth-

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