Entangled With a Younger Man

The weightlessness I felt while falling from a great height nearly made me spasm.

I finally started regaining my senses. Slowly, I opened my eyes and looked at my surroundings.

Wait, what was I doing in such a luxurious office suite? I was sitting in a real leather executive chair too!

"Am I… back?"

Before I could start making heads or tails or things, someone knocked at the door.

"Come in!"

My instincts worked a lot faster than my brain.

Just then, a very handsome-looking young man entered my office. Apparently, he was my secretary.

"Ms. Martinez, you will need to attend a charity event at Sunshine Orphanage later today."

My mind was a blur. What did he just call me? And what orphanage charity event was he talking about?

The system suddenly spoke up in my ear to explain things.

"Congratulations, Jessica Martinez! You got really lucky this time!"

It had been a long time since I heard this name. I was stunned. Hadn't I failed in my last mission?

"What do you mean by that?"

The system's icy voice continued, "To avoid affecting your original world, we got a stand-in to replace you while you were transmigrated into the system.

"As it turned out, your stand-in was a genius businesswoman who turned you from a regular white-collar worker into the CEO of your own company in the past seven years. You now own assets and properties worth ten billion dollars."

Ten billion dollars?

My eyes nearly popped out from the shock. This was 100 times more than the original 100 million dollars the system promised me if I'd succeeded in my mission!

"Is this… Is this even possible?"

"Of course," the system replied. "Now enjoy living your life as a rich socialite!"

The system was speaking in its usual icy tone, but for some reason, I thought I detected a hint of sarcasm in its tone.

After the excitement from finding out about my sudden riches died down, I suddenly thought of someone.

Perry Grayson.

I hurriedly asked, "System, what happened to Perry after I left?"

"He died," the system answered coldly.

"What?"

The system then showed me the scene of when I jumped from the top of the building.

"Perry's storyline had a bad ending. He had a love-hate relationship with the main female lead, Jessie Martin, and jumped to his death shortly after she did. He's now as dead as a doornail."

The system's voice disappeared right after that.

I watched as I jumped off the building. Perry had jumped right after I did, without a single moment of hesitation.

He'd never once held my hand, even until the end. He could only watch as he was crushed alive with the lifeless "Jessie Martin" next to him.

Meanwhile, the red number "99" floating above my head suddenly and finally hit "100"!

…

I was rendered completely speechless when I saw this scene.

Did my being alive turn out to be the biggest obstacle in succeeding in the mission after all? Did I have to die before I could succeed?

At the same time, I also heard what he yelled at me.

"Jessica Martinez! You'll never get rid of me even if you die!"

It felt as though Perry's face was right in front of me as he yelled. I felt a chill down my spine and couldn't help shuddering.

My secretary stared at me in wonder, witnessing my expression going from delight to dumbfounded to greatly shocked.

He must have thought that I was feeling immensely pressured, which caused my distressed mental state.

He asked cautiously, "Ms. Martinez, would you like me to ask Dr. Charter to have a look at you?"

I immediately snapped back to reality. Then, I leaned back against my soft, plush leather seat and said, "I'm fine. What event did you say I was going to have to attend again?"

He sighed in relief. "Oh, it's a charity event by Sunshine Orphanage. You donated a building to them, and the orphanage director, Ms. Ophelia Yates, would like to invite you to the ribbon-cutting ceremony."

I inhaled deeply when I heard this. It finally seemed real that I had assets and properties worth 100 billion dollars.

"Push the event to later in the evening. I'm feeling tired."

I'd just experienced a life-and-death situation a while ago. I wasn't in the mood to be cutting ribbons at the moment.

The secretary wasn't just a handsome young man—he was very thoughtful as well. I knew then that he must have been very carefully selected.

"Are you not in a good mood, Ms. Martinez?"

I sighed and answered with a soft hum.

A look of understanding immediately came over the secretary's face. He then said in a secretive manner, "I'll bring you to your 'usual place' then, Ms. Martinez. You'll feel a lot more relaxed."

I cocked my eyebrow as I stared at him. What other surprises were awaiting me?