His Unveiled Passion

On the second floor of a certain villa, a man's and a woman's clothes were scattered across the floor. A pair of black stockings-torn and ripped-hung precariously on the couch, leaving an unmistakable air of indulgence and debauchery.

James leaned lazily against the headboard, casually smoking a post-coital cigarette with satisfaction lingering in the sharp lines of his brows and eyes.

Beside him, the woman's cheeks were still flushed, and her expression was soaked in the afterglow of their wild encounter.

His phone vibrated. James took a drag of the cigarette before calmly answering.

"Mr. Fullerton, the Yates family just held a press conference announcing the cancellation of their engagement with the Jacobson family," Liam reported respectfully. "Also, rumors are circulating online that Stephen was spotted entering a hotel with a popular actress. People suspect he cheated."

"Heh." James let out a derisive chuckle. "And here I thought he was some devoted lover. Turns out he's just as much of a womanizer as his father is."

"What should we do about the Yates family then?" Liam asked.

James lowered his eyes in thought. "Keep an eye on them. For all we know, this 'breakup' might just be a trick to throw me off."

"Understood."

"Pay special attention to Tessa's whereabouts and report any movements immediately."

"Yes, Mr. Fullerton."

...

home for a day, Tessa composed herself and

been relatively calm-no strange accidents or unexpected incidents occurred.

present. It seemed that breaking off the engagement and ending the relationship did have its advantages. At least that lunatic, James, would no

she walked into the firm, her colleagues greeted

with a polite smile, the heels of her black leather pumps clicking lightly against the floor

black leather shoes. Today, she wore a sleek black suit. Her long hair was pinned neatly at the back of her head. Concealer hid the dark circles beneath her eyes, and the touch of vintage red lipstick added color to

past few days, she looked like a

Vivian, had assigned her

Sarah, Vivian

Tessa and wasn't one

of workplace

her work far more

off the lights and prepared to leave. Just as she was about to step

paused, frowned slightly, then closed her office

soft sobs seemed to be

offices; their desks were arranged

the source of the sound-it was none

wrong?" Tessa asked gently. "Did something

grabbed two tissues and wiped her tears. "It's nothing, really... I'm fine, Ms.

on, no need to put on a brave face with me. Tell me what's going

a moment