Aurora was seething with anger. What on earth had happened? She had merely wanted to return and develop her business, but somehow, she had ended up provoking this man. What was his intention now? To imprison her? To rape her? Perhaps the water was too comfortable, or perhaps she was too tired, but as she thought, she fell asleep.
Since returning, she had been busy setting up her new company, running errands by day and reviewing documents and drawings by night, never resting. Now, comfortably soaking in the bathtub, she quickly drifted off to sleep. When Julian entered again and saw the woman lying in the bathwater, the words he was about to say were swallowed back. He quietly stood by the tub, gazing at her sleeping face.
When he first met her, she was a terrified little bunny, her face streaked with tears. That night, in the heat of passion, he was like a man possessed, insatiable for more. It was only when she could no longer bear it and cried, begging him to stop, that he reluctantly did so, thinking he would keep her anyway and that they would have plenty of opportunities in the future.
Little did he know that this little bunny would flee and disappear for three years. When she reappeared, she was like a different person. Her seductive figure and provocative actions, even mockingly tying himself up to torment him as revenge for the past.
Seeing her again today, she was dignified and elegant, her conversation exceptional, clearly the image of a business elite. It seemed that every time he met her, he saw a different side of her. She was like a chameleon, only now perhaps this was the real her.
She had let down all her masks, lying there quietly, a faint sadness in her brows. He had already thoroughly investigated her these past few days; she had returned from the United States to establish a firm foothold in Clothville.
When he suddenly recalled a newspaper photo, Julian remembered something. That night at the nightclub, she had handed a man an envelope. Julian knew that man, although only by sight; he never forgot a face, and he knew the man was an editor at Veridian Entertainment.
It was very likely that the woman had released Hayden’s picture. If it was as she had previously stated, merely to win back Hayden, she would certainly not have used this method. Firstly, the photo barely showed her face, obscured by her hair-a direct shot would have been more impactful. Secondly, if she truly still loved Hayden, she would never resort to such tactics, which were all detrimental and no benefit.
Hayden had already announced his engagement to the media, and this scandal at such a critical moment was the biggest blow to him. It would not only affect the company’s reputation but also directly impact his position as the heir of the Alvarez family.
The reason Hayden agreed to marry Susan was not because he liked her but to leverage the Simmons family’s power. Now, with the scandal breaking, both the Simmons and Alvarez families were putting pressure on Hayden, no doubt adding to his stress.
Julian analyzed Aurora’s intentions carefully. She wasn’t trying to win back Hayden. Her real purpose was likely to destroy him!
Back then, she was betrayed by her boyfriend and best friend, manipulated by her stepsister and stepmother. Now, returning as the heir to the Montgomery family, her visit was shrouded in mystery, with only one purpose: revenge. By establishing her own company, she would have the financial means to strike at her enemies and rightfully reclaim everything that was hers.
Looking at her slightly tired face and thinking of all the lies she had told him, his smile grew wider. “You little bunny, you’ve become clever. But the cleverer you are, the less I can bear to let you go.”