Chapter 19 Mary's Decision
On Saturday, Mary rose early, applying makeup in front of the bathroom mirror.
William emerged from the bedroom, soothing their fussing daughter.
"Aren't you off today? Why are you up so early?" William asked, holding their daughter at the bathroom door.
Mary didn't turn around as she replied, "I need to head to the company today, and I have a client meeting in the afternoon."
After speaking, she checked her reflection from all angles, applied some lipstick, and pursed her lips.
This woman was stunningly beautiful, looking like a fairy even with just a touch of makeup.
Squeezing past William, Mary quickly grabbed her purse and slipped into her high heels, adding, "Oh, you're going to help out at the exhibition hall for Dad today. Sarah will be looked after by Nancy. I spoke to her last night; she'll come by around ten."
"Mommy, come back early."
Sarah, held by William, adorably waved her tiny hands, and her dimpled smile radiating innocence.
As Mary hurried out, the tender call of "Mommy" made her pause to plant a kiss on Sarah's cheek before leaving.
Before she left, she reminded William, "Don't forget to go help my dad."
William replied, "I know, come back soon."
Standing at the door of their modest seventy-square-meter home, William watched Mary's departing figure with affection, nudging Sarah in his arms. "Let's play together with Daddy."
"Okay, Daddy, I want to ride a horse," Sarah said, dancing with joy.
William and Mary's marital home, a small house, was simply decorated due to their lack of funds at the time, as they had invested all their money in their business.
Even though the business had failed, at least they still had a home.
However, a home that was on shaky ground.
After spending nearly two hours with Sarah, the doorbell rang.
Opening the door, William met Nancy, heavily made-up, pushing past him in her ultra-short leather pants and a black tank top.
Before William could speak, Nancy entered, plopped down on the sofa, and glared at Sarah, who was playing with her toys. She then turned her resentful gaze on William. "I'll only stay for two hours. I've got plans with friends this afternoon."
William gave an awkward smile, presented the snacks he had prepared as if offering tribute, and said, "I'll be back soon."
He crouched down to the somewhat timid Sarah, gently touched her head, and smiled. "Sarah, I’m going out, okay? Stay with Nancy and be a good girl."
Sarah nodded obediently, her eyes flickering towards Nancy, who was munching on chips and watching TV.
Then, Sarah walked over, offering her toy to Nancy in a milky voice. "Nancy, for you to play."
Nancy looked at it with disdain, didn't even take it, and said coldly, "Play by yourself."
After a moment, William left.
The house was left to Nancy and Sarah, two girls with no real connection.
Nancy was preoccupied with video chatting with her boyfriend, constantly complaining about having to babysit.
When Sarah ran around the house, Nancy yelled at her.
When Sarah wanted water, Nancy told her to pour it herself.
When Sarah broke a glass, Nancy got up and kicked her, scolding, "You little bastard, and your dad's a loser, and so are you! Can't even pour water properly!"
Sarah cried, feeling wronged. Nancy, seeing her cry, got even angrier, slapped Sarah's little face several times, and cursed viciously, "Cry again, and I'll sell you! Bastard!"
Sarah pursed her lips, and her big eyes brimming with tears, her face marked with red handprints, and she mumbled, "Daddy, I want daddy."
Nancy, fed up with the noise, angrily locked Sarah in the room.
The little and pitiful Sarah, banging on the door, cried out, "I want daddy and mommy!"
After about half an hour of crying, Sarah, exhausted, fell asleep on the bed.
Nancy, chatting unhappily on a video call in the living room, complained, "I probably can't make it today, got a little brat to deal with, so annoying."
"Don't be like that. Everyone's waiting for you. Just bring the little devil along, it's fine." the person on the video, Dominic, was sitting in a KTV.
"Okay, I'll be there soon."
Nancy hung up the video call delightedly, then opened the bedroom door and woke Sarah rudely, looking down at her with half-closed eyelids. "Brat, you're coming out with me. But I warn you, if you make a fuss, I'll sell you!"
Sarah nodded, frightened and fragile.
Five minutes later, Nancy left the house with Sarah.
The focus shifts back to Mary, who had left home early in the morning.
She first arrived at the company because Anthony had told her last night that they had to discuss the cooperation with Loren Schneider today, and she had learned something new.
Soon after she arrived at the office, Anthony came to Mary's office with a smile, casually sitting on the sofa.
"Ms. Smith, I have good news. The person Loren Schneider Hospital sent this time is my cousin." Anthony said, barely concealing his grin.
Mary was delighted, responding, "Mr. Thomas, are you serious? That's wonderful! You must help me with this cooperation with Loren Schneider."
"Of course, as long as Ms. Smith plays by the rules, I'll naturally help you."
Anthony chuckled, patting the seat next to him and signaling Mary to sit closer.
Mary frowned slightly but still sat down next to him.
After all, this was about a thirty million contract, with a commission of over a million, which would cover Sarah's surgery costs.
"Mr. Thomas, tell me, what do I need to do?" Mary asked with a smile.
She was wearing a white business suit today, and as she sat down, her curvaceous profile was enough to stir Anthony.
He placed his hand directly on Mary's leg, patting it lightly, his eyes leering. "I've arranged to meet my cousin at the Star Club later. Let's go there to talk."
Mary removed his hand, a bit embarrassed. "Mr. Thomas, it doesn't seem appropriate. Let's discuss it here at the company."
Anthony's face immediately turned cold, his tone threatening. "Ms. Smith, you should know, even though the person in charge from Loren Schneider this time is my cousin, it doesn't guarantee that the cooperation will happen. After all, so many companies are eyeing this big cake. If Miss Smith isn't showing sincerity, then I'm afraid there's nothing I can do."
With that, Anthony stood to leave.
Mary was anxious and said quickly, "Mr. Thomas, wait! Let me think about it."
A commission of one million, Sarah's surgery fees!
Mary consoled herself, thinking it was just a matter of having drinks and singing songs; they probably wouldn't do anything inappropriate.
Anthony squinted his eyes, his smile deepening, pointing to a box on the desk, "Think it over. That's a gift from me. If you make up your mind, wear it and come with me."
After Anthony left, Mary opened the box with trepidation.
A set of very thin, scanty clothes!
Mary's legs buckled, her pupils constricted, and her fists clenched in anger!
Right then, her phone received a text message from Anthony, [Ms. Smith, this is a gift from my cousin. You must wear it. I guarantee, as long as you show up in it, the cooperation is yours!]
[Oh, and I forgot to tell you, if the cooperation fails, you might lose your vice president position. Think carefully, Ms. Smith.]
After sending the text, Anthony laughed cruelly in his office.
What a pure and noble company goddess!
‘Bullshit!
Just a plaything for men.
Mary, tonight I will thoroughly enjoy you.’ He pondered.
On the other side, Mary slumped down after reading the message, feeling so helpless and angry.
Bastards, all of them!
Anthony had just returned to his office when Donna burst in, fuming.
"Anthony, what do you mean? Why are you helping that vixen Mary?" Donna asked angrily.
Anthony waved at Donna with a smile, and despite frowning, she walked over and let him wrap his arms around her.
"Donna, you're my woman. Why would I help other women? Rest assured, this time, I'm just doing a favor for my cousin," Anthony said, his hands becoming restless.
Donna slapped his hands away, her face cold. "What exactly do you mean?"
Anthony explained the plan to Donna, of course omitting his own part.
Upon hearing it, Donna's eyes lit up, and she said excitedly, "So Mary is going to be slept with by your cousin?"
"Well, it's not a big deal for a woman to offer something for cooperation," Anthony said, his face beaming with a smile, his heart racing with excitement.
"Besides, ultimately, to cooperate with Loren Schneider Hospital, I'll have to step in personally. Mary is just a gift for my cousin," Anthony said with a sneer.
Mary was completely played by Anthony.
Donna nodded, her cold smile returning. "Karma! That vixen Mary, it's about time she was dealt with like this."
The thought of Mary serving a man in his forties or fifties tonight filled Donna with indescribable satisfaction.
"Mr. Thomas, if Mary's husband William finds out, could it cause trouble?" Donna asked and concerned.
"Just a loser, nothing to be afraid of."
Anthony waved off the concern. "If he dares to come looking for trouble, I have plenty of ways to deal with him."
William?
A good-for-nothing.
Anthony couldn't wait to see the look of grief and rage on William's face if he found out.
Donna nodded, wrapping her arms around Anthony's neck, sweetly saying, "Then, Mr. Thomas, once that vixen Mary is fired, the vice president position."
Donna had been coveting the vice president position for more than a day or two; otherwise, she wouldn't have stooped to being the mistress of Anthony, a greasy, balding, and chubby man.
"Don't worry, the vice president position is definitely yours!"
Anthony laughed heartily, and upon seeing Donna's flirtatious gaze, he couldn't resist and pressed her down under the desk.
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