Chapter 491:

The thought made him feel disgusted. Carrie would never behave like this. She would always maintain her distance, pulling away at the slightest hint of anything inappropriate. Even if this woman bore some resemblance to Carrie, her vulgar actions felt like a sacrilege to the memory of Carrie.

Terrified, Madilyn attempted to pull her hand away, her voice trembling as she whimpered, “Mr. Garcia, you’re hurting me.”

Daxton didn’t acknowledge her plea, his grip only growing firmer. Madilyn winced in pain, but she didn’t dare push him away.

Instead, with her free hand, she offered him the wine glass. “Mr. Garcia, please, have a drink.”

After a beat, Daxton finally released her, settling back into the sofa with a soft, cold command: “Get out.”

holding up the wine glass. “Mr. Garcia, what don’t you like about me? Is it my outfit? I can change into something else if you’d prefer. Maybe black stockings? Or

reached up, swiftly undoing the clasp at her collar,

the wine glass from her hand and poured it over her head without an ounce of

he muttered coldly, “I

many from the upper echelons of society. Even the most brazen ones, who didn’t hesitate to be bold in public, always kept up

openly called her “dirty” right to her face. The insult stung deeper than she

divide wasn’t between men and women—it was simply

even the hardest of hearts. Any other man might have been swayed by her vulnerable expression. Yet, as she stood before Daxton, her efforts were met with nothing

her defeat, swallowed her pride. She stood up and left the room quietly, her heels

crossed her mind: Those sleazy, middle-aged men at least knew how to indulge a woman’s charm. Compared to Daxton, they might not be so

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255