Chapter 850: Chapter 858: The Mastermind Behind the Scenes
"Signing the prenuptial agreement makes me feel insecure!"
We’re not even married yet, and we’re talking about divorce. What kind of talk is this?
Vivian Abbey looked down, staring at the grass trying hard to grow by the wall. It suddenly reminded her of herself. Actually, being alone isn’t so bad.
After all, she now has a house and a car. Her boss is very nice, and her salary and benefits are excellent. If she keeps working hard, she can definitely lead a very happy life.
"Then let’s not get married."
"We’ve already slept together, and now you’re saying we shouldn’t get married? Do you think you’re at a loss and I’m the one gaining an advantage?" Brett Jacobs looked angrily at the woman in front of him.
He really misjudged her.
He used to think she was gentle and resilient, a woman worth cherishing. But when they actually got together, he realized she wasn’t at all what he imagined.
"Even though I’m older, I’ve been chaste. You were my first, and I was yours. I even think you gained the advantage over me."
Adrian Desmond wasn’t interested in women, and he gambled but never visited brothels, which led most of his subordinates to remain chaste. Brett Jacobs, with his stiff personality and cold demeanor, would usually scare women away with just a look.
As a result, he stayed a virgin well into his thirties.
Vivian Abbey chuckled lightly, "So what?"
Brett Jacobs looked at her indifferent expression and angrily said, "Are you such an easy woman? Don’t you care if a man sleeps with you? If you don’t marry me, will your future husband accept that you’re not a *****?"
"Get out!" Vivian Abbey never expected Brett Jacobs to be that kind of person!
Brett Jacobs pursed his lips, watching the woman suddenly become furious. He suddenly remembered that you couldn’t reason with women, just throw them onto the bed and do it hard. Once their body softens, their heart will too.
With this thought, Brett Jacobs rushed over and easily picked up Vivian Abbey whose weight was over a hundred pounds.
"Brett Jacobs, what are you doing?"
"Sleeping with you!"
"I don’t want to!"
"... In a bit, you’ll be begging me to sleep with you..."
Brett Jacobs carried Vivian Abbey inside, not even closing the door, threw her onto the big bed, and pressed down on her.
"I don’t want to!" Vivian Abbey clung to her clothes, rejecting this nameless, uncommitted affection.
Brett Jacobs was a man of action, pulling out...
"I’ll be good to you..." Brett Jacobs seriously said to Vivian Abbey before going in.
But Vivian Abbey closed her eyes, biting her own lips until they bled. What Brett Jacobs did made her heart close up towards him as well.
...
In the study,
Sienna Johnson pushed the door but found Adrian Desmond had locked it from inside.
Although there were many confidential things in the study, Adrian Desmond had specifically assigned people to guard it, so it was usually not locked.
Could it be?...
Sienna Johnson’s face instantly darkened.
"Are you sure Melanie Carpenter really left?"
"Yes." Melly also saw that the study door was locked from inside. In such situations, most people would overthink, and Melly uncertainly replied, "I don’t know if Miss Carpenter came back halfway."
Sienna Johnson pounded her hands on the study door, feeling uncertain.
The thought of Melanie Carpenter possibly coming back midway, staying alone with him in a locked room, was something Sienna Johnson couldn’t bear.
She believed in Adrian Desmond’s love for her, but no amount of love could withstand scheming. Could it be that Adrian Desmond fell for Melanie Carpenter’s tricks?
The door opened, and seeing Sienna Johnson, Adrian Desmond’s expression relaxed.
Sienna Johnson scanned Adrian Desmond, her gaze like an X-ray...
His clothes were intact, without wrinkles, not like he’d just done something sneaky; Adrian Desmond looked fresh, not emitting a strong hormone scent like after intense exercise.
"I was just about to head back. Why did you come over?" Adrian Desmond asked.
Sienna Johnson pushed past him, stepping into the spacious study, pacing slowly and scanning with her eyes as if searching for something, especially not missing any hiding spots.
"Looking for something?" Adrian Desmond noticed too.
"Checking if you hid a beauty in here."
Adrian Desmond leaned against the door, holding a teasing smile, arms crossed, watching this woman as if she planned to catch him cheating in flagrante delicto.
"Mrs. Desmond, did you find anyone?"
After searching around and checking all the possible hiding spots, unless there’s some secret chamber in the study, there’s no way to hide a living, breathing person.
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