Chapter 8: 00. Pay the Fine or Compensate with Your Body!

**Entertainment News Headquarters Building.**

Under the sympathetic gazes of Agatha Gosse and the others in the secretary's office, Samantha Huntington once again dejectedly knocked on Oliver Donald's office door.

A low, displeased "come in" came from inside.

Samantha Huntington took a deep breath, pushed the door open, and before the man in the boss chair could speak, she apologized first.

"I'm sorry."

Oliver Donald raised an eyebrow slightly, seeming somewhat surprised.

"So sensible today?"

She actually apologized on her own initiative.

Did she realize that calling him "boyfriend" made him unhappy?

Not for nothing had she been with him for half a month; her perceptiveness had improved.

Oliver Donald's anger dissipated a bit, and he even felt a sense of satisfaction with his recent training efforts.

But then, in the next second, he heard Samantha Huntington's regretful confession.

"I shouldn't have let my personal issues disrupt everyone's work and bring a bad reputation to the company..."

Before she could finish, there was a loud "slam" as the man threw his phone onto the table, his handsome face filled with impatience.

Samantha Huntington, "…"

What's going on?!

Why does it feel like he's even angrier after I apologized?

She cautiously glanced at him, trying to read his expression, but as soon as she looked up, she met his furious gaze and quickly lowered her eyes.

"Since you know you're wrong, go to the administration department and accept your punishment. A three-month salary deduction..."

When she heard about the deduction, and for three months' salary!

Samantha Huntington gasped in shock.

"That's too much!"

She hadn't earned a penny in the half month she'd been at the company, and now she was supposed to pay them?

Oliver Donald had anticipated this reaction and put on a magnanimous front.

"Can't bear to part with the money? Then 'repay me with your body.'"

Samantha Huntington, "…"

This must be what he was planning all along!

… This man will eventually suffer from overindulgence!

The woman didn't say anything, so he took it as her agreement. No matter what, he was determined to have her tonight.

Of course, he still needed to address the offense.

Oliver Donald opened a drawer and pulled out two small, red booklets.

He slammed them on the table and asked coolly, "Do you recognize the words on these?"

Samantha Huntington was puzzled.

"Marriage certificates, what's the problem?"

And why did this man keep marriage certificates in his office?!

He didn't usually seem so devoted to his work that he treated the company like home.

Oliver Donald, unable to hear her inner complaints, snorted coldly.

"So you can read. When you introduced me as your boyfriend to your ex, I thought you were illiterate."

Samantha Huntington, "???"

So her apology wasn't even on the right point?

No wonder he was so angry.

Without time to ponder his thoughts, Samantha Huntington, hoping to minimize her suffering later, hurried to explain.

"Mr. Donald, don't misunderstand. I said that because you are so handsome and wealthy, unmatched in the world. With that scumbag's personality, if he knew I was fortunate enough to marry you, he would be so jealous he might faint on the spot, which would cause a lot of trouble."

While explaining, she also flattered him, hoping it might improve the great president's mood.

Seeing the woman's ingratiating smile, Oliver Donald nodded, his expression inscrutable.

Samantha Huntington cautiously tried to negotiate, "Mr. Donald, are you not mad anymore? Can we forget about the 'repaying with my body' thing?"

Oliver Donald didn't say anything, just gave her a dangerous look.

Samantha Huntington immediately backed down, "Then—just once?"

"Considering your compliments, I'll be generous and give you a few more times. Wait for me tonight."

After Oliver Donald finished speaking, Samantha Huntington nearly spat blood.

What thick-skinned arrogance!

Absolutely shameless!

She almost blurted out those words, but was saved by the sudden ringing of a phone.

Oliver Donald looked at the lit screen, his eyes turning icy cold.

Startled by his sudden change in demeanor, Samantha Huntington didn't dare to linger.

"Mr. Donald, I'll go out now."

Oliver Donald came back to his senses and nodded at her expressionlessly.

Outside the office, Samantha Huntington received a call from home, one she didn't really want to take.

Shortly after her mother died in a car accident ten years ago, her father remarried.

Her stepmother, Hilda Alerander, brought a younger sister who was renamed to follow her father's surname, Bertha Huntington.

Her father seemed to be afraid of people saying he treated his stepdaughter poorly, so he doted on Bertha Huntington, while Hilda Alerander was always indifferent to her due to her resistance when she was young.

Gradually, they became a family of three, and she felt like an outsider, every visit home feeling like a guest.

Over time, they rarely even called each other.

She wondered what could have prompted this rare call.

Samantha Huntington, feeling down, pressed the answer button and heard Bertha Huntington's shrill voice.

"Sister! Come back quickly! Dad is sick!"