"President Warren, President Randall, have a look at this contract..."
He spoke cautiously, afraid to unintentionally displease these two big shots.
President Warren and President Randall exchanged glances, knowing that Eleanor Hollis had already consud the spiked drink and wouldn’t be able to escape later.
So, they took the contract with great bravado and signed on it.
Sean Caron breathed a sigh of relief, as today’s task was considered complete.
Eleanor Hollis was sitting next to him, feeling a bit dizzy. It was strange, as she had only drunk a glass of beer.
She began seeing double, and people appeared blurry in her view.
"Eleanor, wait here for . I’ll co to pick you up in a mont."
Sean’s voice murmured in her ear, causing her anxiety.
She definitely didn’t want to be alone with those two n—who knew what might happen?
She stood up, intending to leave with him, but President Warren swiftly blocked her path and placed his hand directly on her waist.
"Eleanor, don’t you get it? Sean wants you to stay and entertain us. Don’t worry, we’ll take good care of you."
Eleanor slapped his hand away, only now realizing that this so-called social gathering was just an excuse; Sean was using her to please these presidents.
"Let go!"
She swung her bag towards President Warren’s head, her face pale as she made her way to the door.
President Warren’s forehead was left with broken skin, swelling up from the hit.
"Smack!!"
He gave Eleanor a hard slap, grabbing her neck, "You bitch, don’t you play hard to get! It’s your fortune that I want to play with you. If you struggle again, we’ll have to try so other tools."\
The slap made Eleanor’s head turn, the intense pain clearing her mind slightly. She opened the door, stumbling as she tried to run out.
But President Warren had no intention of giving her a chance and attempted to drag her back.
However, when people are desperate, they can muster significant strength.
Eleanor swung her bag fiercely again, managed to open the door further, and dashed out.
She had to leave; she absolutely couldn’t let anything happen with those two n!
President Warren and President Randall hadn’t expected her to be so strong, and as they saw her about to turn the corridor, they cursed under their breath and gave chase.
Eleanor, pale-faced, ran for her life.
"Bang!"
As she turned the corridor, she collided into a man’s embrace.
A familiar embrace. She opened her eyes in confusion to find Hugo Quinn looking down at her.
For so reason, at that mont, she felt a sense of relief before promptly losing consciousness.
The escape had exhausted all her strength; now she felt weak all over.
President Warren and President Randall, having caught up by now, saw Eleanor in the arms of an unfamiliar man and were imdiately agitated.
"She belongs to us tonight! We don’t care who you are; this woman is ours!"
The contract was signed, so how could they possibly miss out on the chance to taste the woman? Otherwise, it would be a significant loss for the business deal.
"Lan Yancy."
Hugo held Eleanor, a hint of pain flashing in his eyes.
Lan Yancy stepped forward imdiately, knowing the CEO might be angry, and quickly said, "CEO, you take Miss Hollis and leave first."
Hugo nodded, noticing the five clear fingerprints on Eleanor’s cheek, a blockage in his chest, "Disable one of each of their hands."
After saying this, he imdiately carried Eleanor away.
President Warren and President Randall were left with a strange fear in their hearts, feeling that they had seen the man’s strong aura sowhere before.
But before they could react, Lan Yancy’s fists and kicks were already upon them.
The two usually enjoyed playing with won and rarely exercised. Their steps were weak, making them no match for Lan Yancy, who soon had them on the ground.
Lan Yancy followed Hugo’s orders, twisting their arms with force, and a "crack" was heard.
President Warren and President Randall let out pig-like squeals, sweating all over, and didn’t dare to say anything more.
anwhile, Hugo had already placed Eleanor into a car, tenderly brushing her hair from her face before getting into the driver’s seat.
He didn’t take her to the villa but rather headed to Eleanor’s current apartnt.
When he carried her inside, Marcus was still watching TV at ho.
Not wanting Marcus to know what had happened to Eleanor, he sent him off to bed.
Marcus obediently went to his bedroom, looking back every few steps.
Only then did Hugo place Eleanor on the sofa. Seeing her swollen face, he quickly boiled an egg and rolled it over her cheek.
Eleanor drowsily opened her eyes, seeing his serious expression, and suddenly felt a bit breathless.
Her body was heating up, yet she clung to a sliver of reason, knowing she couldn’t let anything happen with Hugo, so she continued to bite her lip tightly.
"I’ve called a doctor to co over, don’t worry."
Hugo rubbed her cheek, knowing she might have been drugged, firmly holding her restless hand.
"I won’t take advantage of you."
Eleanor sighed in relief, but soon felt her body becoming even hotter, her reason eventually dissipating in waves of heat.
Hugo, still holding her hand, felt warmth on his lips as she leaned in to kiss him, her face flushed red.
He had just said he wouldn’t take advantage, but seeing Eleanor in such a state, he finally couldn’t resist, holding the back of her head for a deep kiss.
It wasn’t until the doorbell rang outside that he reluctantly lifted his head and went to answer the door.
The doctor had arrived, and upon seeing Eleanor’s condition, administered an injection.
"This drug is harmful to the body. This is the second ti Miss Hollis has been affected. Make sure she’s more careful next ti."
The last ti at the villa, Eleanor was also drugged.
Hugo nodded, seeing that she had cald down, and breathed a sigh of relief.
After the doctor gave a few more instructions, he left.
Hugo closed the door, bent down, and carried Eleanor to the bedroom bed.
After the earlier struggle, Eleanor was covered in sweat, with a patch wet down her back.
Feeling she couldn’t sleep comfortably in that state, Hugo hesitated slightly and then removed her dress.
He filled the bathtub with water and placed the unclothed woman inside, using body wash in his hands to clean her up.
Eleanor was completely unconscious and unaware of what was happening.
Hugo’s Adam’s apple bobbed for a while, finding the situation both sweet and torturous.
His rough fingers slid over her skin without any lust. When his fingertips touched a bumpy area, he stopped, carefully examining it.
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