Chapter 405 What Do You Really Want
Savannah sprawled out on the bed, giving James a look that could melt steel. He was already hooked, and she knew it. A smug grin spread across her face.
This was exactly what Savannah had hoped for.
She had her reasons for seducing him. Sure, she was surrounded by rich guys worth billions, but to them, she'd just be a toy.
And someone like Matthew? Forget it. He was way out of her league.
But James? He was different. To Savannah, he was just a regular dude. Without Charles's backing, he wouldn't even be able to stand in front of Matthew.
So, Savannah figured James would be easier to control, which is why she suddenly changed her mind and was so eager to get him into bed.
Her logic was simple: if she couldn't control Matthew, why not control James?
After all, James was the heir to Willard, not Matthew.
James was completely clueless about Savannah's scheming; his mind was clouded by desire.
Meanwhile, in the Bentley outside the hotel.
Charles slowly opened his eyes and asked the driver in a low voice, "How long has Mr. Smith been up there?"
The driver quickly checked his phone and replied, "Mr. Wilson, Mr. Smith has been up there for half an hour. Should we keep waiting?"
Charles was momentarily taken aback by the driver's words, then sighed lightly and said, "Let's wait a bit longer."
"Miss Edwards is so beautiful and has such a great figure; it's normal for Mr. Smith to lose control," the driver said with a smile.
Charles looked at the driver indifferently and replied expressionlessly, "I'm not worried about Mr. Smith losing control; I'm worried about him keeping control."
"Why?" the driver asked, puzzled.
Charles took a deep breath and didn't answer.
Back in the presidential suite.
Savannah had stripped James of all his clothes, wrapping her arms around his neck. Her luscious lips parted slightly as she whispered, "Come on, don't you want me to have your baby?"
James was momentarily stunned by her words, then suddenly stopped and looked at her stunning face with a hint of panic.
Seeing him pause, a strange look flashed in Savannah's eyes. She asked, puzzled, "James, what's wrong?"
James looked at her without speaking, but in his mind, Laura's words kept echoing. "James, think carefully about what you really want!"
Those words echoed in James's mind like a spell.
Was this what he really wanted?
He couldn't understand why he felt compelled to sleep with Savannah today. There had to be a reason for her unusual behavior. What was her motive?
A series of questions swirled in James's mind.
"James, what's wrong? Keep going!" Savannah's voice rang out again, dripping with seduction.
James took a deep breath, then grabbed Savannah's delicate chin and asked through gritted teeth, "Are you seducing me?"
Savannah was momentarily stunned, then stammered, "James, what are you talking about? Weren't you the one who wanted to sleep with me?"
"I asked you, are you seducing me?" James tightened his grip on her chin, shouting angrily.
"What do you want? Weren't you the one who said you wanted to sleep with me?" Savannah shouted back, her eyes wide.
"You want to use me, right?" James said through gritted teeth.
"Use you?" Savannah feigned innocence, her voice pitiful. "James, what are you talking about? When did I use you?"
"Savannah, I advise you not to play tricks with me, or you'll regret it!" James shouted, his eyes filled with a sinister look.
"James, what are you talking about? Weren't you the one who said you wanted to sleep with me? What do you mean by saying this now?" Savannah pushed James away, pretending to be furious, her tone unusually agitated.
"You know exactly what I mean. I'll hand you over to Charles; you better pray that Charles lets you off!" James said as he picked up his clothes from the floor and started putting them on.
"No, James, I don't understand. Why are you doing this?" Savannah rushed to him, shouting at him.
"I've made myself very clear. You know exactly what I mean!" James replied coldly, then pushed Savannah away and walked out of the room.
Savannah stared blankly at James's back, her eyes filled with confusion. How had he figured out she was using him?
"How is it possible? How could James know I was using him?" Savannah stood there in a daze, her expression incredulous.
After leaving the room, James took a deep breath, trying to calm his emotions.
He knew Savannah's unusual behavior today had a reason. If he had really slept with her, she might have used it to threaten him.
After all, if Laura found out about this, James might never be able to inherit the estate!
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