Chapter 6
By the floor–to–ceiling window, Herbert had his arm around Stella’s waist, accompanying her to watch the drone show.
Stella wrapped her arms around Herbert’s neck and asked him to have sex with her again.
However, Herbert’s mind was elsewhere. It was odd that he still hadn’t received a reply
from me.
His heart was now tightly constricted by a thick layer of anxiety and unease, making it difficult for him to draw a full breath.
Herbert picked up the clothes from the sofa and wanted to leave. “I’m going home to be with my wife today.”
Stella wriggled her hips and threw herself at him, pouting. “You promised you’d stay with me. You only have that infertile woman in your heart. What about me and our son?”
At the mention of my name, Herbert’s expression immediately turned icy.
He slowly turned to face her, his eyes filled with anger.
Herbert grasped Stella’s chin and growled through clenched teeth, saying, “I told you so many times. I’m just having a fling with you. Samantha will always be my beloved wife. If I hear you bad mouth her again, I’ll rip out your tongue.”
Stella’s legs trembled with fear, but she still summoned the courage to sob and cling to
Herbert’s waist.
She said, “I’m carrying your only child. Why are you being so cruel to me? Besides, do you really have the heart to rip out my tongue?”
As she spoke, Stella reached to unbutton Herbert’s pants.
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Herbert’s expression softened, and he gently caressed Stella’s face with his fingers.
He said, “As long as you do as I say, I’ll take care of you for the rest of your life.”
Stella gave him a sultry look, knelt in front of Herbert, and murmured shyly, “Don’t worry, Herbert. I’ll please you.”
Just as Herbert was about to give in to his desires, his phone beside him started ringing
incessantly.
He was about to pick up the phone when Stella snatched it away first.
She said, “No way. It must be that woman calling you back. I’m not giving it to you.”
Herbert furrowed his brows and scolded her, “Be a good girl and give it to me now.”
Stella pouted and peeked at the caller ID. Seeing that it was one of Herbert’s friends, she handed the phone to Herbert.
The moment he answered the call, his friend’s anxious voice came through. “Herbert, are you out of your mind? Why did you post that kind of video on your company’s account? I think you’re drunk. Delete it right away.”
Herbert was completely taken aback. “What?
His friend was equally surprised. “On Twitter! Go and check it out. It’s already the top–trending topic. If you don’t handle this soon, it’ll be too late. Since your wife doesn’t like looking at her phone, maybe she hasn’t seen it yet. Otherwise, you’re in big trouble.”
Without analyzing his friend’s words further, Herbert quickly opened Twitter. One glance was enough to make his heart plummet.
Ten minutes ago, the company account posted several videos under the trending topic “The Overbearing CEO’s Drone Confession“.
There were videos of him and Stella being intimate. There were also screenshots of the
messages Stella had sent me and the provocative recording she’d sent me.
This explosive topic immediately set the trending list ablaze.
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Netizens were leaving scathing comments under the Twitter post that had initially praised the CEO’s drone confession.
[I thought it was a heartwarming story of a CEO proposing. But it’s a scumbag cheating on his wife and getting his mistress pregnant. It’s sickening.]
[I’ve never seen such a shameless mistress. I want to slap her.]
[The wife is so pitiful. The man even wants his wife to adopt the mistress‘ child. It’s so disgusting. Are there any decent men in the world?]
Netizens even flooded Herbert’s Twitter account to curse at him.
But he couldn’t care less about all that. At this moment, he just wanted to confirm
whether I had seen these videos.
