A Second Chance: The Billionaire's Quest for Forgiveness

The sound of a shower comes from the bathroom. Prisley sits up from the bed, her waist-length hair streaming down her back, glistening in the afternoon sun. She is always so beautiful and charming. Here is the cubicle of Prisley's office. As the assistant and secret lover of Heather Rynn, the president of the Warner Group, she has just finished her job -- catering to him and pleasing him in bed. There is a 5-year contract between Prisley and Heather. During the contract period, Prisley is Heather's lover. But she has to imitate Heather's ex-girlfriend, both in dressing style and makeup. Heather is always satisfied with Prisley. She is smart, good-natured and capable of working. In addition, she knows how to please him. But surprisingly, Heather didn't take Prisley with him on this business trip. When he returns today, he is really enthusiastic. He pulls Prisley into her office cubicle, pins her behind the door, and kisses her hard, as if to make up for the days he was gone. He thr

Heather's kiss scares Prisley. Her back stiffens, and she goes out mechanically. Just as she closes the door, she hears the sound of broken glass in the office. He does it again. Prisley sighs and walks to the secretariat. "Lisa, tell everyone not to enter the president's office within 20 minutes." Lisa opens her eyes wide in surprise: "The president's mad again?" Prisley nods, "Tell the cleaner to get ready." After the words, she walks towards her office. Heather's temper is unpredictable, and he may get angry at some point. His employees are always careful to avoid angering their bosses with the smallest mistakes. Prisley is the only one in the company who can appease him. No matter how big the fire is, just a few gentle words from her will make him calm and peaceful. As a result, Prisley is joked by her colleagues as a "firefighter". But this time she's too upset, and doesn't want to put out the fire. Prisley sits by her desk and cries behind a file folder. Every time she is

"What? Are you crying?" Heather asks. "What happened? What did Steve do to you?" Heather looks angry. "No, he's very nice to me. I just... met her at the party." Prisley's face is full of tears. She won't let people see her vulnerability outside. After saying goodbye to Steve, she drops her disguise and slowly walks back, crying all the way. Heather calls Steve. "I see, thank you, Steve." He leans the whole story from Steve. "I should go and end our relationship, or this embarrassment will happen again." Prisley sniffles. She is in a much better mood with Heather by her side. Heather gently caresses her waist-length hair, "You don't have to care about her at all." He stretches his hand and takes a box from the coffee table, "Try this on, let me see if it’s nice?" He takes out a gorgeous diamond necklace that is obviously very expensive. The necklace sparkles on Prisley's delicate chest and complements her plunging evening gown beautifully. Heather kisses Prisley's neck lightl

"No!" Prisley exclaims. Heather becomes so unfamiliar and out of control, completely different from the wise and calm man she knew. He's insane! Prisley is pressed against her desk by him, and the door is unlocked. Even though it is the weekend, what if someone comes in? Prisley doesn't have the courage to think any further. "Stop! Heather, please don't." Prisley begs repeatedly in tears. But Heather doesn't stop unbuttoning her. His face is sullen. There is no lust in his eyes. He doesn't want to enjoy the sex, he just wants to punish her in this way. Prisley is frightened and full of humiliation in her heart. She has to stop him. "Heather, it is prohibited in the contract. You can force me to do that." Prisley speaks in a shaking voice. "Really? " Heather pauses for a second, "The contract has been voided, thanks to you." He replies abruptly. Heather continues to press Prisley with one hand, unbuttoning his shirt with another. He spreads her legs. Prisley is in despair, but sh

To show solemnity, Prisley chooses a tight-fitting long skirt. After making up carefully, she puts on high heels and waits for Mark to pick her up. From a distance, Mark sees Prisley standing by the side of the road in a long light green dress. She looks fresh and elegant, as beautiful as a fairy in the forest. Her waist-length, slightly curly hair is simply styled, which is more exquisite than her morning appearance. Mark is so entranced by her beauty that he forgets to start the car, even though the light is green, until a car honks its horn behind him. A Ferrari sports car revs its engine and stops next to Prisley. The driver takes off his sunglasses, revealing his handsome face, and Prisley realizes that it is Mark who has come to pick her up. Wearing a loose floral shirt, Mark looks fashionable and uninhibited. He opens the door for Prisley with a charming smile. Is he changing cars? It was a Bentley in the morning. Prisley shakes her head and sighs that she has messed with