No Remarriage for us Stay Away by Livia Storm

Chapter 438 Just One Night Will Do

Inside a private room at a certain club, the decor was opulent and luxurious, radiating wealth and grandeur.

"Charlton, I've been keeping tabs on your situation. I'm relieved to hear you're okay," Olivia said. She sat gracefully on the sofa, dressed in a chic haute couture gown. A wisp of smoke curled from her slightly parted lips as she held a slim cigarette between her pale, slender index and middle fingers.

Behind her stood a young gentleman, a server of sorts, who was strikingly handsome. He was attentively massaging her shoulders, displaying an air of thoughtfulness and care. "It's a minor matter, Mrs. Jorge, hardly worth your attention."

Zachary was seated on the single-seater sofa nearby, leaning back comfortably with his legs crossed and his arm casually resting on the armrest. He asked, "How have you been lately?"

Olivia's eyes were enticing, filled with a captivating charm. She cast a longing glance at Zachary. "Not good, the last time we met was a year ago. I've missed you terribly throughout this year!"

Zachary's expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn't taken Olivia's jest to heart. "I saw a piece of news a while ago. Jason from Dynexia Group became your intimate friend, accompanying you on a trip to the Miralaea. With such an outstanding person by your side, how could you not be living well?" he asked.

"Even if Jason is great, he's not you," Olivia lamented with a mix of pity and regret. "Charlton, why don't you indulge me just once? It would spare me the constant longing. I'm not greedy, just one night will do."

Olivia lifted a finger, her fiery red lips curling into a subtly enticing smile.

Olivia was a widow.

She was originally the young lady of the Holt family, who had entered into a marital alliance with Lance's family. On the surface, the couple appeared to be respectful toward each other, but behind closed doors, they each led their own separate lives.

Olivia was a woman of vivacious and generous spirit. After the passing of Lance, she remained unwed to sustain the relationship between the two families. However, privately, she began to enjoy her life even more freely. Zachary met Olivia at the Navarre Stock Exchange.

At that time, the digital subsidiary of Fuller Group was listed on the Navarre Stock Exchange. Zachary, who was the president of the corporation at the time, took the stage to give a brief speech.

Olivia immediately noticed the Aplothian from afar.

Among a crowd of foreigners, his features held their own, yet bore a hint of Aplothian characteristics, enough to distinguish him from the foreigners.

He was quite tall himself. When he shook hands with the foreign businessman next to him, he leaned slightly and nodded his head. He appeared polite and well-mannered. During the group photo, Zachary stood in the middle, drawing the attention of numerous media cameras.

Once the group photo was over, Olivia could hardly wait to join him. She mingled with the other entrepreneurs and also managed to secure Zachary's contact information. That evening, Olivia made a phone call. The person who answered was Zachary's secretary-it was his work number, always managed by his secretary.

Olivia was quite disappointed, yet under the guise of collaboration, she invited Zachary out for a meal.

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her thoughts,

end, the

did not come

he was, the more she found herself

strike up a conversation with Zachary. However, each time, she

"Mrs. Jorge, let's not

you asked me out this time, you had a

matter for which I need your

from her cigarette, raising an eyebrow, "Since you're asking for my help, aren't you prepared to offer yourself as a thank you gift?"

the only

Zachary lifted his gaze

conceded, "What do you need my

couldn't be lovers, at least

immediately nodded. "Is that all? It's

"Charlton, you truly love your wife,

left, Olivia handed over the photo left by Zachary to her subordinates, instructing them to bring

was blindfolded and led to an unfamiliar

his face turning deathly

only needed to cater to Lenora during this period, sparing him

a sudden knock on the door

and his arms were bound tightly. With no chance of resistance, he was forcefully hauled into a vehicle. Who

they have to apprehend

disoriented. He had no idea where he

here." At that moment, a

woman's voice rang out leisurely. "Let

"Okay."

rope around his wrist was untied, and Richard, in his impatience, hastily removed the hood and the rag from his

and a strange woman sitting on the sofa in