His Unveiled Passion

Chapter 497

Inside the top-floor presidential suite of a hotel in Sableton, Hazel wore a revealing black lace slip dress paired with black stockings.

Her hair was styled into a bun on the left side of her head, with a loose strand cascading over her chest. She looked every bit the seductress.

But at the moment, this alluring woman was tightly bound with ropes. A cloth gag was stuffed in her mouth, her eyes brimming with tears as she let out muffled sobs. The scene was anything but graceful.

Roughly ten minutes earlier, Hazel had used a room card she had stolen from Samson to sneak into Stephen's suite.

The bathroom lights were on, and the water ran steadily inside as Stephen was taking a shower. His phone was left on the counter outside.

Hazel walked over and saw an incoming call. The caller ID displayed an affectionate nickname. "Tess."

She remembered that when they had run into each other at a restaurant, Stephen had introduced the woman with him as his girlfriend, Tessa. It became clear that the one calling was his girlfriend.

Driven by jealousy, Hazel picked up the phone. Her voice was deliberately provocative, calculated to mislead Tessa into thinking that she and Stephen were alone together in the hotel room.

Afterward, when Tessa kept calling, Hazel refused to answer. She even blocked her number entirely.

had already drugged Stephen. The effects should have kicked in already. Judging by her calculations, he should be experiencing

he emerged from the shower and saw her dressed like this, his desire would only heighten. A man and a woman alone, caught in a moment of

and she became pregnant, then she would be the future daughter-in-law of the Jacobson

worried about losing her job, even

a large business, and their wealth could sustain

Jacobson Corporation solely

father's connections, she got into a regional office. After two months, she bribed a senior executive

of a massive corporation, was far

personnel changes. So even though she had transferred in through the back door, he hadn't looked

a banquet months ago, but he'd long since forgotten what she looked like. He had no idea that

into the

motivated by personal ambition.

number, Hazel felt triumphant. Her mind was already replaying the steamy fantasy of what

of the bathroom, wearing a gray bathrobe, the neckline loose, exposing

the drug had taken

vern