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At Zoria Club.
"Karlee, are you sure about this?"
On the phone, Jessica Mason, Karlee Elliott's friend, voiced her concern. "Even if Jeremy has betrayed you, you shouldn't risk your own happiness like this!"
Karlee tipped back another glass of wine, her vision clouding with alcohol. "It's the only way I know to get back at them. Otherwise, I'll be forever tormented by those two shameless people!"
Indeed, she was plotting to seduce Brian Olson, the CEO of the Olson Group.
Word on the street was that Brian's family was desperate for him to marry soon because a family elder was critically ill and wished to see him tie the knot.
After she hung up the phone, Karlee spotted Brian emerging from the restroom. Clumsily gripping her glass, she staggered toward him.
"Oh! I'm so sorry."
Karlee "accidentally" spilled her drink on Brian's chest, instantly staining his tailored suit.
"Watch out, Mr. Olson." Dennis Fletcher, Brian's secretary, intervened, scrutinizing the tipsy and disheveled Karlee. "Mr. Olson, should I..."
Brian lifted his hand to stop Dennis.
Karlee, with flushed cheeks, was clumsily wiping Brian's shirt, her breath reeking of alcohol. "I'll... I'll clean it up for you!"
Her perfume wafted around Brian, her touch sparking an unintended desire. Brian adjusted his tie, his expression tense, and firmly caught her wrist.
Brian had been forewarned that his uncle, Laurence Olson, intended to place a strikingly beautiful woman at his side.
The woman in front of him, with her enchanting gaze and silky skin, had a tiny scar by her cheek—so subtle that it was nearly invisible. Her lips, slightly curled, resembled the petals of a rose.
It was clear now why those people had chosen today, of all days, to drug him.
Karlee struggled against Brian's hold. In a soft voice, she cried out, "You're hurting me!"
Brian, his breath uneven from the drug's influence, gently lifted her chin. Presented with such an irresistible temptation, how could he turn away?
"How do you plan to compensate me?"
His voice was hoarse from the drug, his lips nearly brushing Karlee's. The desire in him burned.
Karlee looked up at him, biting her lip innocently, her eyes dewy. She was like a prey at his mercy.
She murmured, "Just... Just tell me what to do. I'll do anything..."
Brian chuckled, lifting her in his arms as they headed to an upstairs suite. After locking the door, he threw her onto the bed, discarded his tie, and looked at her with a darkened gaze.
"Hope you won't regret this!" he said.
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