TEMPTING The Mysterious CEO

Chapter 5 : How Convenient

Word Count: 1088 | Released on: 09/11/2022

right now. She saw a contract lying on the desk before her. She took the contr

really t

really needed the money. She took a deep breath and put the contract in her purse, "Thank you s

g window, "I'm glad you made the right choice, Miss Friesl

ht-headed as she walked

am in your department. This is your ID card. The cafeteria is on the second floor,

the way, you can just call me Cristelle,"

You don't need to thank me, Cristelle.

id Linford Bradley arrange everything for her in person? Was thi

d at Cristelle poli

cked open her laptop. After what happened to her family years a

anted to share her happiness

d he seem to care about her so much? Cri

was a lot of news about the Daicom Corporation but almost nothing about Linf

d Brad

r memories. Finally, she remembered her father o

t families and connected with big political figures. In a way, the Bradley house basically had Blue Field

se had remained

e knew he was seeking therapeutic treatment. Rich people value th

again. What could possibly make this rich and handsome man resort t

aining her brain for this issue. She dec

his eyes as he ordered, "Alfred, go to Cristelle's hometown and check out he

ded, "Yes, Sir." Alfred didn't know why his boss was so curiou

at it for a long time, letting out a long sigh. And the

even bear recalling any of those memories? Why di

o clues, but he kne

ajored in designing and couture-making before her fathe

cky she felt to be given a second chance. She would hold on to this op

d started to scratch it, trying to

m A was working on the 20th floor. A famous designer led

e same job. They only handled samples because major fashion designs were usually Team A's job. B

ty. It had many branches and businesses, but fashion was undou

She sat on her chair, scribbling on her draft book nonst

s of Team B were goss

Alfred brought her here himself?" Izzy poked at h

introduced to Mr. Bradley by Dr. Weston. I'm

y special treatment for his friend's relatives? That woman at least has to be Dr. Weston's girlfriend for Mr. Bradley to make an exception. All of us we

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“She once belonged to the elite circle; however, the cruel people behind them schemed several tricks to drag her entire family into a mud pit. First, her father was accused of being a corrupt politician, sending him to jail. Her mother barely accepts the truth that they were framed and humiliated, pushing her to commit suicide. Her youngest sister suddenly disappeared without any trace. And she was falsely accused as a whore after being sent to someone's bed that she thought was her fiance's bedroom. The schemers robbed everything that belonged to them, and she was driven into the deep abyss. Five years later, she became a fashion designer; however, a strange man blocked her path, claiming to be her children's father. **** Cristelle looked the man directly in the eyes, "They're my life. I won't leave them behind, no matter what. You don't need to waste your breath. I won't give my babies to you, no matter what you say. I know you're the father, but you've never done anything for them before. Mr. Bradley, please let us go. We won't see you again. Just pretend that we've never met each other before." Linford looked sad as he whispered, "No, it's not gonna happen. I won't allow you to slip away again." He paused before saying softly, "I've never wanted to take the babies away from you, Cristelle. I want to raise them together with you." Cristelle's eyes lit up shortly, "What is your plan then?" Linford calmly uttered, "Candace and Cody need a dad. We're their parents, and we need to take our responsibility. So, let's get married." Get married?! Cristelle was shocked. Did he want to marry her? The most powerful man in this city wanted to marry her. "No! I WON'T marry you!" Cristelle could never forget that night. She couldn't stop shuddering every time she thought about it.”