I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

The exquisite and expensive Christmas tree gift, adorned with small diamonds, clearly meant for a woman. This extravagant gift indicated the importance of that woman in Terrence Sterling’s heart. It must be some enchantress, a seductress luring Terrence Sterling.

“Miss Chaucer, I wasn’t aware beforehand, Mr. Shepard just informed me. This is a gift from Mr. Sterling to a male client from overseas. His wife likes to collect these gold and silver jewelry, so Mr. Sterling specially prepared this gift to cater to her preferences,” Linda quickly fabricated a lie.

To prove the truth of her words, Linda called Rick Shepard over, “Mr. Shepard, please confirm to Miss Chaucer that this gift was for a male client from abroad.” Rick Shepard caught on quickly and cooperated, “Yes, this is a welcome gift for Mr. Jennings from Mr. Sterling.”

Taking the opportunity, Linda continued, “Miss Chaucer, please don’t make it difficult for me. Mr. Jennings is coming soon, if you take the gift away and offend him, Mr. Sterling will only be angry. If he finds out it was you who took it, it could affect business…”

No more explanation was needed for Joy Chaucer to understand. She didn’t want to ruin Terrence Sterling’s business, and believing Linda and Rick Shepard, she replied, “Alright, I won’t take it.” Joy Chaucer didn’t dwell on it and left.

Linda breathed a sigh of relief, “She finally left.”

Rick Shepard asked, “Linda, why did you lie just now?”This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

“I didn’t lie, should I have said it was for Meredith from Mr. Sterling?” Linda explained, “From what I heard from Miss Chaucer, it seems like there might be a marriage alliance between the two families. Whether it’s true or not and if it will succeed, that’s beyond our control. But if she knows Mr. Sterling is pursuing Meredith, she will definitely cause trouble for her, stirring up unnecessary issues.”

Rick Shepard nodded, “You indeed earn your paycheck.”

Linda proudly smiled, “That’s right, we’re here to solve all difficulties for our superiors, to remove obstacles. By the way, why didn’t you go with Mr. Sterling?”

“It was Mr. Sterling’s last-minute decision,” Rick Shepard replied, “I need to attend to other matters first.”

Meredith, on the way out of the company, hesitated on whether to call or message Terrence Sterling. After numerous edits, she decided to delete the message. Some things are better said face to face.

Terrence Sterling, conducting business in the western district, had no idea what was happening in the east. As night fell, he drove back from the western district. As he exited a tunnel, the road surface was covered with nails and broken glass. His car barely made it out of the tunnel before a tire burst due to running over the nails.

With the sudden loss of control, the car almost flipped as it hit the highway railing. On this empty road, on one side was a river. Just as the car came to a stop, over a dozen motorcycles quickly surrounded Terrence Sterling’s car. The leader of the bikers had a tattoo of a tiger on his left arm. Wearing helmets and biker gear, their faces were obscured.

The bikers stared at Terrence Sterling inside the car, revving their engines like a warning. They dismounted and took out knives and clubs from their bikes. Terrence Sterling remained unfazed, his expression calm and composed. The two bodyguards in the car became tense and looked to Terrence Sterling for guidance. “Mr. Sterling?” Terrence nodded, signaling for the bodyguards to exit the car.

As the bodyguards and the bikers clashed, Terrence Sterling lit a cigarette and finally stepped out of the car, locking eyes with the tattooed man. “Leyton, are you also planning to join your father in prison?” The tattooed man was Mason Sterling’s son, Leyton. Holding a grudge against Terrence for putting his father in jail, Leyton had been seeking revenge.