Judy awoke in the hotel's large bed and opened her eyes to see the man beside her; flashes of the previous night’s passionate encounter flooded her mind, leaving her utterly bewildered.
She had slept with none other than the influential power player of Birmingham, the owner of Keller Group, Lewis, who was also her immediate boss.
Rumor had it that any woman who dared climb into Lewis’s bed seeking to become his wife would end up disappearing without a trace in Birmingham, meeting no good end.
Judy was still young; she wanted to live a few more years.
It was best to leave early.
Before Lewis woke up, Judy tiptoed out of bed, picked up her torn clothes from the floor—evident of last night's intense situation—and got dressed.
Sleeping with Lewis had been an accident. There was a company dinner downstairs in the hotel restaurant; she drank too much and got dizzy.
She had thought it was all a vivid dream, forgetting the details of the prior evening and how she ended up in this room, only having a vague memory that she seemed to have been the proactive one.
Convinced that she had seduced Lewis, Judy left in a hurry, failing to notice that a resume had fallen to the floor while she grabbed her bag.
Judy returned to her rented room by seven o'clock in the morning.
Her roommate and confidante, Susan, came out from her room and said, "Judy, how come you're coming from outside? You didn't come back last night, did you?"
Judy and Susan, both orphans, grew up together in the orphanage, went to school together, and worked hard in society arm in arm, depending on each other like real sisters.
Embarrassed, Judy fibbed on the spot: "Well... There was a company dinner at the Holiday Hotel restaurant downstairs. It’s quite far, and I drank too much. I didn't want to disturb you, so I stayed over at a colleague’s place."
"Oh," Susan responded nonchalantly with a wooden expression, "Speaking of which, the resume you were supposed to help me print—did you do it? The recruitment deadline is today. If I can't find a job, I'll go bankrupt."
That’s when Judy remembered, rifled through her bag, and discovered that the resume was gone, with no memory of where it could have dropped.
Judy sheepishly admitted, "Susan, I'm sorry, but I've lost the resume."
Susan chuckled, "No worries, I’ll print it myself in a bit. It’s not like I’m guaranteed to get the job anyway.
With your university degree and my mere high school diploma, it's not easy for me to find a job. If it comes to it, I'll look for work in a factory or maybe sell clothes in a mall. Once you make it big, just don't forget about me."
Compared to Judy, Susan’s appearance and educational background were far behind, which also made her inwardly insecure and sensitive, with a hint of sourness in her tone.
"Susan, don't sell yourself short," Judy encouraged, "We made a pact to share our blessings and face hardships together. What’s mine is yours. When I have money, I'll take care of you."
Susan then asked seriously, "Judy, if there comes a day when we both fall for the Johne man, would you step aside for me?"
Judy laughed, "In my heart, you come first. There are plenty of men in the world; if one's gone, we can always find another, but I only have one sister like you."
Susan smiled, "I was just kidding. Go change your clothes and head to work. You reek of alcohol. Drink less in the future."
"Will do," Judy said, heading into her room. The thought of going to the office made her nervous.
Though she was just an intern for now, and the chances of seeing the big boss like Lewis were remarkably slim, she still worried.This was probably what it felt like to have a guilty conscience.
If Lewis found out that she had slept with him, he would surely think of her as a vain and calculating woman, ostracize her, make it impossible for her to stay in Birmingham or even erase her from this world entirely.
The rumors always suggested that those 'vanished' girl were secretly dealt with by Lewis.
Lewis was a man at the apex of the pyramid, and she was just a nobody at the bottom, two parallel lines that should never cross.
Judy shook her head, intending to treat last night as a dream, and hoping against hope that Lewis wouldn’t remember her.
The room had been so dim; surely he couldn't recall her face?
In the hotel, Lewis woke up, bare-chested, sitting in bed with his languid, tousled hair.
His features were as sharply defined as if carved by a knife, exuding a defined coldness, and his sturdy torso screamed with male hormones.
With a hangover, Lewis's head pounded as he tried to recall the events of the previous night.
If it weren't for the blush stain on the sheets, he might have thought it was all a dream, that he was oppressed by a female ghost in his sleep.
His gaze landed on the carpet. He got up and walked over to pick it up—it was a resume: "Susan..."
Was it left by the woman from last night?With a slight squint of his deep, narrow eyes, Lewis recalled the crying and pleading of a woman from the night before, her allure almost irresistible, stirring an inner urge to dominate.The dim lighting, the effects of alcohol and drugs, had clouded his memory; he could not recall her face, only the long black hair, her softness, and the light scent of mint.Thirty years of “none-sex life” ended that night for Lewis, like a slumbering beast awakened, the consequences being self-evident.At a business soirée, Lewis had been drugged. Amidst his discomfort back at the hotel, a woman had burst in, and in his state, he spared no thought but promised recompense. Waking up, the woman was gone."Mr. President," his assistant Leo entered, a hint of panic in his demeanor.Lewis, with a chill in his expression, handed over a resume to Leo: "Find this woman. Don't scare her. Check her background. Also, terminate all cooperation with Starlight Group."Don't scare her? His tone, almost tender.Le
Judy's legs were trembling; she dared not even lift her head.She wished she could find a hole to disappear into.Did Lewis recognize her?Judy was extremely nervous, her eyes glued to Lewis's shiny shoes. Whenever he took a step forward, she subconsciously retreated a step back.The faint smell of mint on her body involuntarily drew Lewis closer and triggered some memories from the previous night.Suddenly, Lewis's hand reached towards her chest. Startled, Judy looked up sharply, her hands defensively covering her chest, glaring at Lewis with wary eyes: "President, President Lewis..."Despite Judy's stuttering, she resembled a bristled wild cat showing her sharp claws. Lewis would bet that if he took another step closer, this wild cat would bite.Lewis's gaze scrutinized Judy from head to toe: fair skin, heavy bangs plus black-frame glasses, making it hard to see her whole face, jeans and shirt, the epitome of shabbiness, and a red hair tie on her wrist.Judy's first impression on Le
Susan had seen Lewis on TV, he was the kind of person at the pinnacle of the pyramid, someone she could never come into contact with in her lifetime, but now, Lewis himself was sitting in front of her.The man in person was even more handsome than on TV. His well-tailored suit accentuated his lean figure, and he carried an inherent noble and cool charm, handsome, calm, with a strong aura.Susan was so nervous that her palms were sweating, her heart was racing, and her cheeks were blushing.Which woman wouldn't blush and get excited at the sight of such a handsome and rich man?Lewis began to speak, his tone indifferent, "About last night, I promised you I would take responsibility. You can choose to accept this check for five million dollars, or choose to move to the Royal Manor to be my woman."Last night?Susan was confused.The latter sentence 'be my woman' completely shocked Susan. This was more thrilling than winning the lottery. The man sitting in front of her was Lewis, the ma
Susan in front of her suddenly seemed a little strange to Judy. That look and tone, as if she would become the most heinous criminal if she interfered."Have you got a boyfriend? How come you never mentioned him before? What does your boyfriend do, where is he from, and did he ask you to move in? When a man says 'I'll take care of you,' it could just mean meager meals, women need to work to have confidence. If you get deceived, with your gentle nature, these men love to pick on someone like you to bully...""Judy, is that how you see me?" Susan interrupted her.Judy was taken aback and explained, "No, that's not what I meant..."Susan interrupted again, "He won't deceive me, he's a local, his family is rich, he runs a company. Finding a good man is more important than finding a good job. If you find the right man, life won't be as hard.Women are supposed to live comfortably; earning money is a man's job. I don't have your abilities, and I'm not as pretty as you. I just want to find a
Susan couldn't wait for the third day and contacted Lewis's assistant the very next day, expressing her desire to move to the Royal Manor and become Lewis's woman.She made the call after Judy had gone to work.Within an hour, Leo, accompanied by bodyguards, drove to pick up Susan."Miss, please get in the car," Leo said very respectfully. As the only woman currently allowed to live at the Royal Manor, and potentially becoming the lady of Caler Group in the future, he naturally showed great respect.Susan glanced at Leo and the bodyguards behind him, then looked at the luxury car, her vanity greatly satisfied.She had lived in poverty for over twenty years, looked down upon by others, and this was the first time she could ride in a car worth millions and be treated so respectfully.Susan straightened her back and walked towards the luxury vehicle.At that moment, a neighboring aunt called out, "Susan, are you moving? Is that your boyfriend?"Driven by vanity, Susan said arrogantly, "H
Lewis's eyes narrowed slightly as he gazed at her. "What were you just thinking about? I want the truth."Judy couldn't possibly tell the truth; what would happen if Lewis knew she was fantasizing about being with him 'in that way'? Would he silence her for good?She composed herself and replied innocently, "I was thinking about what to have for dinner tonight."A flicker in Lewis's brow hinted at disbelief. Despite Judy's ostensibly honest and simple demeanor, he felt that it was definitely not her true nature.This woman was cunning.Lewis fixed his eyes on her and asked, "Do you know why I transferred you to the secretary department?""I know." Judy replied as if sincerely, "Leo said it was because I look dowdy."Lewis's lips twitched. "...""You certainly are... self-aware." Lewis was at a loss for words, never before having encountered such an 'obedient' female secretary."You won't be having what you'd like for dinner tonight because you're going out with me."If Judy hadn’t kno
The first day Susan moved into the royal manor, she was very excited. She took a bath early and changed into new pajamas, waiting for Lewis to come back. She waited for a very long time and was almost falling asleep when finally, she heard some noise. Just as Susan was about to enter the bedroom, she heard a familiar voice: "Mia (family maid), please take care of the president. We'll be heading off." That was Judy's voice. Susan had lived with Judy for over twenty years and knew her voice well. Why would Judy be in Lewis's room? Susan quickly remembered that Judy was Lewis's secretary, so her presence at the royal manor was perfectly normal. Hearing that Judy was about to leave, Susan quickly hid in the adjacent room and waited until the footsteps descending the stairs faded away before she emerged and headed to Lewis's master bedroom. "Mia, let me take care of Mr. Lewis. You're getting on in years and shouldn't overexert yourself this late at night." Mia was
Lewis shook his head, stood up, and went to take a cold shower in the bathroom to calm his burning desires.Meanwhile, Susan, who had been sent out, felt wronged and uneasy. She didn’t know what had made Lewis unhappy.She cautiously tried to guess what was on Lewis’s mind.In the hallway, Susan ran into Mia and asked earnestly, "Mia, I can't seem to fall asleep. Could you keep me company and chat for a bit?"It was late, and Mia wanted to go to rest, but considering that Susan was now Lewis’s woman, she had to muster her energy and said with a smile, “OK.”"Susan, I have a question for you," Susan began to inquire. “Does Lewis dislike lilies?”Mia nodded, “Yes, Mr. Lewis hates lilies. They are not allowed in the house at all; not even the scent of lilies, nor even mentioning them.”Susan realized she had touched upon a huge taboo for Lewis and asked anxiously, “Why?”“I don’t know,” Mia shrugged. “Anyway, Lewis doesn’t like lilies.”Knowing this about Lewis, Susan hurried back to her