"Gosh!”
Frank Harper gasped as he saw a slender shoulder full of hickeys. The purple marks were everywhere, even near the mole at the arousing position.
Still with his mouth gaped, Frank stared at the girl’s face. Her lipstick and mascara were messily smeared. Realizing his brutality, Frank rushed to get his cell phone.
“You and those nine bodyguards are useless! Don’t you think that I paid you enough?” Frank swore as soon as someone received the call.
"Sorry, Sir. Didn’t you tell us to take some rest? You said you wanted to celebrate the anniversary with your fiancee.”
“Fiancee? I don't even know this girl!”
Frank glared at the girl with piercing eyes. Hatred had burned his soul.
Every time his fiancee tried to seduce him, his control never wavered. But now? How could he ruin his perfect image with a stranger?
“Investigate the bar! Someone had put drugs in my drink last night. And find out where Isabela is now! She never canceled appointment without any information before."
"What about the girl with you, Sir? Do I need to investigate her?”
Frank gritted his teeth. How could the girl still be asleep when his anger had exploded?
"I will handle her."
After putting the cell phone on the table, Frank hurried to get dressed. Then, without a shred of hesitation, he slapped the girl with a glass of water.
“Hmmph!”
Kara spontaneously scooped up her face and got up. As soon as she saw a handsome man with messy hair, she was flabbergasted. "Who are you?"
“I'm the one who should be asking. Who are you?"
Frank raised an eyebrow. His face was not friendly at all. His gray eyes radiated deathly cold aura.
"Wait a minute! This is my room. Why are you acting like this is your room?” Kara replied with a higher tone. She didn't realize that her clothes weren't sticking to her body anymore.
"You don’t know who I am?" Frank muttered with one brow pressed against the forehead. A second later, he snorted. “This is my hotel, and this room ... I have specially prepared it for my fiancee. So, stop making it up!”
“You're the one who make it up! My team has rented three rooms at this Harper's Hotel since yesterday afternoon. Look, my suitcase ....”
Kara gasped when she found her clothes scattered near the man's feet. As soon as the memory of last night's dream rose, her eyes widened.
"You ...!" Kara pulled the blanket with a look of horror. "What have you done to me?"
With his hands stuffed in the pockets, Frank stepped forward. “I'm the one who should be hysterical. How could I touch a lowly girl as ugly and stupid as you?”
Leaning forward, he observed the look on his victim. He felt she was overreacting. Those amber eyes trembled too violently.
"Tsk, even a Samoyed dog is much classier than you."
The man looked at her like she was the most disgusting creature in the entire world. Kara was lost for words.
“Stop your charade! You must be glad you slept with me. Millions of women yearn for that opportunity. You should be grateful, while I ...” Frank snorted and shrugged. "Last night was the worst nightmare in my life."
"You've clearly taken advantage of me. Now, you think I'm a trash?”
Kara's tears began to flow. Her frustration had reached its peak.
“You are the trash. You are like a speck in a flawless expensive painting. You don't deserve to enter my canvas. Therefore, forget what happened between us and never come to see me! If I see you outside this room, don't blame me if you disappear from the world."
"You think I want to be touched by you? You are the real trash! You have snatched my fiance’s rights! You must take responsibility!” Kara rebuked in a trembling voice. Her energy had indeed been drained, but anger forced her to refuse to be silent.
Meanwhile, Frank narrowed his eyes. ‘This girl still wants to play victim? She even dares to pressure me with demands?’ He snorted sarcastically.
"I'm not asking you to marry me," Kara explained swiftly. "You just need to explain your crime to my fiancé."
"Was my warning not clear enough?" Frank asked in a displeased tone. Still with his hands stuffed in his trouser pockets, he placed his face a few inches in front of Kara. “I … don't want … to deal with you … anymore.”
The man's tone was not kidding. Kara almost shuddered, but she kept her chin up.
Unfortunately, before she could speak up, the man had already pushed her forehead with his forefinger. A second later, he walked away while cleaning his hand with a silk cloth embroided with spun gold.
"Hey!"
Kara rushed in pursuit. However, as she managed to grab the man's arm, he immediately pressed her against the wall.
"You think I'm kidding?" Frank tightened his grip on Kara's neck, not caring if she was gasping for air.
“I don't want to see this disgusting face of yours, let alone be touched by your filthy hands. Once again you come to me, your life will end that very second."
Frank went away. Kara immediately collapsed and coughed. She didn't have the strength to keep up anymore. While clutching the blanket, she could only stare at the door and cry uncontrollably.
Suddenly, a pair of pantofels appeared again. Kara looked up. When she found a man with bloodshot eyes, she gasped.
“Finnic?”
The man sighed in disbelief. “So, this is how you behave behind me?”
Kara blinked. Her tongue turned stiff. "No .... It's not what you think, Fin."
Gritting his teeth, Finnic tossed a phone. Watching the video on it, Kara's body trembled hard.
"Why are you doing this, Kara? I really love you. You asked me to wait until we get married. I accepted. But you did it with Rolland? A month before our wedding? Are you hurting me on purpose? Or you’re getting cocky because everyone calls you Miss Perfect?”
Kara's throat constricted. Her heart broke seeing Finnic's tears.
“Please … trust me, Fin. I didn't sleep with Mr. Rolland."
"Enough Kara! Every word from your mouth feels like a thousand needles piercing my heart. You have broken my trust, my dreams, my hopes. From this moment on, I don't want to see you around me, even in our city.”
"But—"
“You will regret for betraying me! Wherever you go, I’ll make sure you suffer. There would be no place that would accept a loathsome girl like you.”
Finnic slammed the door and stepped out.
“Wait ..., Finnic!”
Kara tried to catch up, but her knees were still weak. She hit the floor again. The only thing she could do was to lament her fate.
At the same day, the dismissal email came. Her social media was flooded with insults. Everyone unfriended her. In the blink of an eye, Kara's world had turned dark.
Four and a half years later, Kara still couldn't get out of the misery. The only reason that kept her going was her family—her mother who never left her, and two little angels she couldn't give up before. “Louis, Emily! Your mommy is home!” Hearing her grandmother's call, the eyes of a little girl sparkled. The gray glow outshined the brightest stars. She removed the book from her lap and slumped from the bed. Laughing, she had a quick battle with her brother. "Mommy's home! Mommy's home!” Right after Kara put the plastic groceries down on the table, the twins lunged at each of her leg. Seeing those cheerful cuties, her weariness vanished. She smiled and stroked the toddlers gently. "Why are you running so fast? It will hurt if you fall." Showing his tiny teeth, Louis shook his head firmly. "I can't fall, Mommy. My legs are strong." "My legs too," Emily said as she flipped her long, thick, wavy hair. She looked exactly like a little Kara. Only their eyes’ colors were different,
Suddenly, Vivian put down another paper. “This is the compensation if you can survive more than a month.” Kara's eyes grew wider. ‘That's enough for the twins' school fees!’ “And if you can survive for three months, this will compensate for the months to come.” As soon as the last paper was put down, Kara's mouth fell open. She seemed to see a very bright way out. ‘I don't have to worry if that amount goes into my account every month. Not only will the twins be prosperous, Mom can also retire from the library!’ “Hey, Emily. How much is that? You're better at math,” Louis whispered as he nudged his younger sister's arm. "I don't know, Louis. I only know that if there are three zeros, that's two thousand. That's four zeros. Is it twenty thousand dollars?" "Mommy, accept it. There are a lot of zeros," Louis whispered, covering his mouth with one hand. He didn't care if Vivian held her laugh, while his grandmother narrowed her eyes at him. "If Mommy accepts this job, that means we
Frank involuntarily raised an eyebrow and held his breath. He only insulted a little, but the new secretary already dared to bark? “If I had known the CEO of Savior Group was this rude and arrogant, I wouldn't have signed the contract!” Kara snapped without the slightest hesitation. Frank checked the expressions of the bodyguards and Vivian. They all got tensed. No one dared to move. Indeed, it was only the girl in front of him who dared to seek death. Frank looked at Kara closely. The corners of his lips twitched slightly. "So, you think I'm rude and arrogant?" Before the girl could answer, he snorted and brushed the tip of his nose with his long forefinger. “Who are you? How dare you judge me? You have no sense of shame and manners, huh?!” “Sorry, Mr. Harper.” Vivian pulled Kara back. “Miss Martin has just signed the contract and this is her first day visiting the company. She hasn't had any training or read any manuals." "That's not a reason for her to be rude to me," Frank
Looking at Kara's stiffness, the corners of Frank's lips lifted slightly. "But, if you want to use this situation as an opportunity, that's fine. Savior Group has a vision to save people's futures. Maybe, three months of working here, your mindset can change. Trust me. Your future will be bleak if your personality is still like this." Kara clenched her jaw. She began to have difficulty as her blood boiled. ‘You're the one who makes my life bleak!’ Kara wanted to scream it. However, she still had to live. Now, the best way was to be patient. "You don't mind seeing my face for three months?" Frank smiled slightly and raised an eyebrow. His response made Vivian massage her temples. She knew that the CEO was definitely planning something. "Okay. I will be your secretary for the next three months," Kara said firmly. The girl understood that her work would not be easy. That Pervert Demon couldn't possibly let her be in peace. However, it wouldn't be Kara if she didn't have a solution
Shaking his head in disgust, Frank pointed at the secretary's black shoes. “You're not an apprentice, so put away those old fashioned shoes. And those pants ... swap them for skirts. That way, you might look a little more attractive. Then, that boring blouse ... look for something more fashionable. Lastly, your head.” "What's wrong with my head?" Kara asked in a horrified tone. She could understand if the CEO protested her outfit, but her head? Does that Lewd Demon also want to replace it? “You are unsightly. Take off your hair tie!" Kara flinched. She was in danger. If her hair was down, wouldn't Frank Harper recognize her more easily? “I'm more comfortable like this, Sir. If my hair was down, it would be more troublesome.” “You're the one who's bothered, not me. Take it off or I'll do it!" Kara swallowed hard. She wanted to find a reason, but there wasn't one. While lowering her head, she was forced to let her hair down. “Put away your glasses too!” “G-glasses? How can I see
"Do you want to suffer the same fate as the Savior crew? Even though as individuals they are professional, as a team they are very bad. Employees who hinder the company deserve to be drowned." Frank's words made Kara swallow hard. Cold sweat began to bead on the back of her neck. ‘Is this what punishment other than dismissal means? Being drowned?’ Holding her breath, Kara watched the coffee she brewed. The CEO's anger would definitely double if he drank it. Kara would not only be expelled from the company, but also from life. The mission must be aborted immediately! However, before Kara could move the cup, Frank had snatched it. The man apparently had hung up the phone. His throat was dry and needed refreshing. "No!" Kara grabbed the cup. "Aargh!" Frank stood up and gasped at the secretary. Warm black liquid had stained his trousers, right in “that” part. "... Kara Martin!" Kara's life was almost ripped from her body. She wasn't ready to be drowned yet. With a quick movement,
"Do you like the library?" Kara asked, faking a smile. She hoped the twins wouldn't catch on to her sadness. "Yes!" Emily stretched her neck. "There are more books there. The reading room is wider and there is even a seminar room. The visitors are also busier. Grandma told Louis for not disturbing them several times. But Louis didn’t listen." Hearing that report, Louis' eyes widened. "I'm not disturbing them. I just want to make friends." "Louis, you know that the library is a place to read, right?" Kara asked softly. However, the son shrank when he heard it. "Okay. I won't bother the visitors anymore. I'll just sit quietly and observe them." "That will be scary!" Emily said while hugging her plush tighter. "If a stranger had done that to me, I would have closed the book and found somewhere else to read." Seeing Louis' sullen face, Kara pinched his cheek. "Emily is right. You shouldn't make library visitors feel uncomfortable. Grandma could get fired. Instead of paying attentio
"How old are you?" Frank asked spontaneously. Emily furrowed her brows. Instead of answering, she just shook her head. "Sorry, Sir. Mommy said we shouldn't share personal information with strangers." "But you already told me your name." "That's a form of responsibility. Who knows, your knee hurts and you want to sue me. You can come here again and look for me." Frank was amazed. That answer was too mature for Emily. ‘That stupid secretary couldn't have given birth to such a genius baby. It must be just a coincidence that they have the same last name.’ While Frank was lost in contemplation, Emily nodded respectfully. "Now please excuse me, Sir. I have to meet my brother. I'm afraid he'll bump into someone else if he keeps looking for me." With sparkling eyes, Frank stared at Emily's tiny back away. Her thick hair swayed beautifully to match her steps. For the first time in history, Frank Harper was interested in a child. "Isn't that toddler very cute?" Jeremy whispered, looking