The days of busyness and the frustration of not being able to see her vanished in an instant with those three light words.
“Miss me? You’re out here socializing with others?”
Lillian took the initiative, “Well, what else can I do? I’m not like Evelyn. She gets attention the moment she debuts. I have to work, I need to make money. Grandma’s medical bills, everything requires money.”
Conrad scoffed, “What, I haven’t given you food and drink? I haven’t given you money?”
“Mr. Conrad, when you’re happy, you give me money. When you’re not, you tell me to get lost! I feel insecure. I still want to make my own money.”
Lillian looked up at him with a pitiful expression, biting her lip. Her hands lightly traced over his chest again and again.
“What’s your hand doing? Are you seducing me?” Conrad raised an eyebrow.
Lillian stood on tiptoe and kissed him.
She successfully saw him grow more passionate. He quickly pressed her against the booth’s sofa, and she clung to him, her slender waist curling like a serpent.
“You’re not wearing any underwear?” Conrad’s voice was filled with displeasure and anger. What was this occasion? This damn girl!
Was she just waiting to be taken advantage of?
Lillian ignored him.
“Mr. Conrad~ I don’t want to see Evelyn. Make her leave my project.”
“Reason?”
“Mr. Conrad, just like I love having sex with you, no reason needed.” Lillian turned her head, purposely teasing him.
Conrad took a sharp breath. “As you wish.”
At this moment, men were always easy to please.
Lillian didn’t care how the goal was achieved, as long as it was achieved.
She had worked hard to get Peter into the project. Not to mention the early efforts, but now-why should Evelyn be the one to pick the fruit?
Lillian wasn’t big-hearted.
In fact, she hadn’t even tried to hide her little schemes from Conrad.
Conrad had known for a long time that she had a bit of a dark side, enjoying making people who crossed her pay.
Back when her uncle had sold her into that private room, Lillian had used Conrad’s hand to get back at each and every one of them.
Not only did Conrad not hate her for her schemes, but he also enjoyed her cunning plans.
The black rose Conrad had nurtured could never be a naive little flower who didn’t know anything.
But it was best for those little schemes to be applied elsewhere.
Greed, anger, and ignorance were all natural, and it was the ones who had no desires and demands that were truly hard to deal with.
If Lillian wanted something, it was the easiest thing in the world to please her.
After leaving the private room, Jack and his group had naturally left already.
Lillian lazily followed Conrad back to his place.
Conrad, who had gone without sex for three days, naturally wanted to thoroughly enjoy and make love to her. He enjoyed watching her in bed like this, even becoming addicted to the feeling.
Lillian had enough charm to make him sink and obsess over her in bed.
Her voluptuous figure was the capital that attracted him.
Her exceptional and varied lovemaking skills were the wealth that made him willingly sink. She always found a way to make him feel passionate once again.
Every single tremble and breath became so familiar to them throughout the past three years.
At this special moment, their bodies had close contact, and at this moment, their hearts and minds belonged only to each other.
Both of them had equally notorious reputations, equally despised by others.
Lillian’s hand, tightly gripping the bedsheet, was eventually held firmly by his palm, like shackles that she could never escape from.
******
When she received the new actor’s roster, Lillian turned and kissed Conrad, who was handling business.
“Did you strike gold?”
Lillian hugged him from behind, her white robe flowing like a fairy’s, reaching down to her ankles. Her hand slipped into the open bathrobe he was wearing.
“My project is about to start filming, at a film studio in the suburbs.”
“Mm, and then? Are you asking for time off? Lillian, you know my rules.”
“I’ll come back home every day, I promise.”
“What I want isn’t that you come home every day. What I want is for you to be here as soon as I come back.”
Lillian immediately released her grip on his arm.
Conrad pulled her back roughly before she could leave. “You’re giving me the cold shoulder just because I said a few words?”
Lillian snapped, “Isn’t it enough if I promise to come back every day? Am I just a bird in your gilded cage?”
Conrad clicked his tongue, “If you’re an hour late, you have to make love to me more. No tired excuses.”
Lillian was pleased this time, as long as Conrad could compromise.
“Thank you, Mr. Conrad.” She got up and said, “I’m going to work now. I won’t let your investment fail!”
She rushed out excitedly, leaving him with only the view of her long, flowing hair. Conrad hadn’t even had time to embrace her warmth before she ran off, and he found himself regretting it.
Lillian was on the balcony discussing something with Jack when her phone vibrated. She picked it up immediately.
“Hello, this is Lillian.”
“Lillian! Did you do this?”
Lillian laid back in her chair, picking up the milk she had set aside. “Who is this?”
“Cut the act! Don’t you know what you’ve done? Just because Conrad cares about me, you can’t stand it? What kind of dirty tricks did you pull, you despicable woman!”
“You know I’m despicable, so stop provoking me.”
“…!” Evelyn was panting in frustration on the other end of the line.
“I don’t care how you got close to Conrad, but don’t mess with my stuff. Taylor Mansion is mine, and so is my project team. If you cross that line, I’ll do whatever it takes. As for the time you had Janet’s parents throw acid at me, do you really think I’ll let that go?”
Evelyn was startled. “You-you’re talking nonsense! I would never do something like that!”
“You know full well whether it was you or not,” Lillian replied coldly. “I’m sure Janet, whose face was ruined, can’t sleep at night, constantly thinking about how you, her former mistress, are doing better than ever. Who knows, she might just snap and go after you-either with a knife or two buckets of acid. You can never predict these things, right? After all, accidents are called accidents for a reason, because they’re unpredictable.”
With that, Lillian ended the call, and Evelyn immediately hung up.
Lillian looked at her phone, then threw it aside. When she sensed something was off, she turned around and saw Conrad standing in the doorway.