Chapter 296 Tonight, Very Great
As Elizabeth's movements quickened, her moans grew louder. Michael kissed her lips, swallowing her sounds entirely.
Her soft breasts pressed against his body, driving him wild.
Her soft, wet vagina enveloped his penis.
Her long hair cascaded down her smooth back.
With the continuous motion, Elizabeth's face flushed noticeably. Her body took on a faint pink hue, and her breathing quickened.
Michael whispered hoarsely in her ear, "You tired? Let me take over."
Before Elizabeth could respond, he had already switched their positions, taking the lead.
Mindful of her pregnancy, he was careful not to go too deep. He moved slowly within her.
The effort to restrain himself left his forehead covered in sweat, and the veins on his temples were visible.
Elizabeth reached out, gently stroking him.
Suddenly, the back seat shook violently.
Elizabeth couldn't control herself and let out a loud cry.
Michael held her tightly.
She collapsed in his arms.
At that moment, the car slowed down and came to a smooth stop.
Joshua didn't come to open the door for them.
Michael helped Elizabeth get dressed and tidied himself up. Then, he lowered the backseat partition.
Joshua immediately came over to open the door for them.
Michael carried Elizabeth out of the car, instructing Joshua, "Take it to get washed. Bring out the Cullinan."
Joshua respectfully complied.
Elizabeth's face was bright red, buried in Michael's chest, too embarrassed to look at anyone.
Michael whispered in her ear, "No wonder so many people like doing it in the car. It's quite thrilling."
Elizabeth lifted her head, glaring at him fiercely, and hissed, "Shut up! You actually said that out loud!"
Michael chuckled softly. Elizabeth, lying against his chest, could feel the vibrations of his laughter.
Joshua had already brought the Cullinan around.
Michael said, "Get in. I'll take you back to Whispering Pines Estates."
When Elizabeth got home, Dean was already asleep with the kids.
She went into the bathroom, took a long hot shower, and lay down on the bed, opening her phone.
Dean had left her a message: [I'm putting the kids to bed. Why aren't you back yet? Is everything okay? If something happened, I'll go deal with that jerk tomorrow!]
Michael's message read: [Tonight was amazing...]
Elizabeth blushed as soon as she saw his message, tossed her phone aside, and buried her face in the pillow.
Today had been absolutely wild. She never imagined she would do something so thrilling with Michael in the car.
Michael, that shameless jerk.
Not long ago, they had just finished an outdoor sex on the mountaintop.
And now, they had done it in the car.
What next? She wondered what new ideas he would come up with.
Next time? Elizabeth slapped her own face lightly, scolding herself, "Elizabeth, what are you thinking? You actually want to do it with him again?"
Elizabeth calmed herself, picked up her phone again, and opened the news.
The headlines were all about today's big scandal at the Dark Private Club.
#Famous Entrepreneur Jennifer Johnson, CEO Of FutureTech Robotics Group, Caught Having Intense Car Sex With A Male Model Outside Dark Private Club.
Elizabeth didn't bother reading the details. She had already seen everything clearly in the café's private room. It was quite a show.
She pressed the remote, turned off the lights, and fell asleep peacefully.
The next morning, Elizabeth, sore all over, slept in and didn't have breakfast with Dean.
When she arrived at the office, Dean was waiting for her.
As soon as she walked in, Dean stood up, "Good news."
Elizabeth held up a finger to stop him, "Let me guess, FutureTech Robotics Group's stock plummeted. Right?"
Dean snapped his fingers, "Exactly."
Elizabeth smiled as she sat down, "That is good news. Worth celebrating."
Dean said, "Jennifer's days are about to get a lot tougher."
Elizabeth scoffed, "This is just the beginning. She'll pay for what she's done!"
Dean came over and patted her shoulder, "Elizabeth, watch your emotions. You're pregnant."
Elizabeth replied, "If I weren't pregnant, I'd be doing something much more drastic."
Dean said, "I know, you'd want to run her over yourself. But Elizabeth, it's not worth it. Don't ruin your beautiful life over someone like her."
Elizabeth squeezed his hand, "I know, Dean. I won't act impulsively."
Dean suggested, "The weather's getting nice. How about we invite some friends over for a barbecue at the villa?"
Elizabeth smiled, "Great idea. I'll check with Chef Walter from Epicurean Home Services to see if he's available this weekend."
Dean looked dreamy, "Chef Walter's cooking, I haven't had it in so long. I really miss it!"
In the CEO's office at FutureTech Robotics Group, chaos reigned. Jennifer was in a rage, smashing everything she could.
The employees were all on edge, fearing Jennifer might take her anger out on them.
The company's stock had plummeted. To make matters worse, many investors were pulling out.
Calla rushed in. Ignoring the mess, she found a clean spot on the sofa and sat down.
"I'm not here to kick you while you're down. But you know, that $2 billion was all my money. When you wanted to invest, I gave it to you. You promised me double the returns. But all this time, have I seen a single cent from you?"
Jennifer slumped in her chair, looking defeated, "Calla, you're not even asking about the news."
Calla, arms crossed, looked indifferent, "That has nothing to do with me. My father should be the one questioning you, not me. I only care about my $2 billion. I regret it now, and I want it back."
Jennifer nodded, "You do draw a clear line. But the company's stock has dropped. Your $2 billion investment is now worth only a few million. Do you still want it back?"
Calla was in disbelief. Her eyes widened in fury as she stood up, pointing at Jennifer, "This is your idea of a win-win? I trusted you, and this is how you repay me?"
Jennifer, looking shameless, spread her hands, "The company's in this state, there's nothing I can do. Unless you can turn the stock around."
Calla, chest heaving with anger, pointed at her, "You!" but had nothing more to say.
She stomped her foot and stormed out.
Calla went to her father Toby's place.
Toby, seeing her, showed no excitement, only saying calmly, "Calla, you're here. Come to see me fail?"
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