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."

...

composed herself and returned to work

unexpected incidents occurred. Both she and

seemed that breaking off the engagement and ending the relationship did have its advantages. At least

firm, her

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

a strict dress code-professional attire and black leather shoes. Today, she wore a sleek black suit. Her long hair was pinned neatly at the back

the past few days, she looked like a completely different person. No one

had

Sarah, Vivian

and wasn't one to

of workplace

work far more

her tasks, Tessa turned off the lights and prepared to leave. Just as she was about to step out,

slightly, then closed her office door and

sobs seemed to be

the assistants didn't have private offices; their desks were arranged in an open space,

quickly spotted the source of the sound-it was none other than

what's wrong?" Tessa asked gently.

tissues and wiped her

over a nearby chair and sat down beside her. "Come on, no need to put on a brave face with

a moment before mumbling, "It's not that