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“Really? Then, is his girlfriend showing off their relationship on purpose? That would explain why she would leave a mark on a spot as obvious as his neck.”




“Yes! This means that President Butler is a man as hot as fire. I wonder how it feels like to stir things up on the bed with him.”




“Wait, who in our company has the ability to get on his bed?”




“I think Nicole has a good chance. She’s beautiful, of course, but she has also dodged getting fired despite all the trouble she caused. I won’t believe it if she isn’t involved with President Butler in that sense. You do know that he fired Mr. Lawrence the other day, right? And Mr. Lawrence only committed a tiny mistake."




“Could it be that the hickey wasn’t from his girlfriend but Nicole instead? And she placed it there as a challenge to President Butler's girlfriend?”




The three female employees allowed their imagination to run wild, as if they were actually writers of detective novels.




In the cubicle, Amelia's expression kept shifting. She had already suspected that the mark on Drake's neck wasn’t due to an allergy, but she never expected it to be a hickey.




The girlfriend they were referring to must be Amelia herself, but the hickey had nothing to do with her. If it wasn’t her, then some other woman must have done it.




Who was with him last night? Was it really Nicole?




Amelia was green with so much jealousy that it seemed to overwhelm her. If not Nicole, then who? Was there any other woman by Drake's side that he would willingly get so intimate with?




No matter who it was, Amelia wanted her gone. Drake could only be hers and hers alone.




She returned to the office to see Rey sitting on the couch, but Drake was nowhere in sight.




“Where’s Drake?”




“Apologies, Miss Amelia. President Butler had matters to take care of at the main office, so he asked me to take you home instead," said Rey courteously.




Immense disappointment welled up in Amelia's heart. Although Drake had fulfilled her material needs generously, he had never been intimate with her before. She felt like they were both close and distant at the same time.




Moreover, she had helplessly fallen for him. She would think about him every day to the point where she wished to offer herself to him as soon as possible.




She didn’t want some material compensation; she wanted his everything, to be his Mrs. Butler.




“I drove here myself. Rey, was Drake working overtime last night?” Amelia asked curiously.




Rey nodded. “Yes! President Drake has been working overtime in the company these days.”




Amelia pursed her lips. "Then, tell him to

rest more often, and don't overwork himself.".




Then, Amelia took her bag and left. She couldn’t help but wonder who was the woman accompanying Drake last night.




At this moment, Amelia's phone rang. It was a call from Katya.




“Amelia, I’m sad! Drink with me, please!”




Amelia herself wasn't in a good mood either, so she responded, "Sure, where are you? I'll come and get you.".




An hour later, she had removed all the jewelry she was wearing and tied up her hair to meet Katya.




 When Katya saw Amelia, she felt that Amelia was much prettier with a clearer skin.




“What are you up to these days?” Katya asked as she sat with Amelia in a music bar.




“I’m frequenting a beauty salon these days.” Amelia also knew that she had become much prettier.




“Oh, hey, are you wearing that latest outfit from Chanel? I saw it online before.”




“It’s a high quality replica. It was difficult for me to purchase it,” Amelia immediately lied.




Katya hastily scooted over to touch the fabric. “This fabric is excellent; it’s like the real deal! Where did you get it? I want one too.”




“It was the only one in stock.” With that, Amelia changed the topic. “How are you these days?”




“That b*tch Nicole ruined my family. My dad is spending less time at home now as he’s choosing to head to her place whenever he has the time. He was even at her place last night until around 10 something and it was almost early morning when he came back.”




"Why?" a curious Katya asked..




"Nicole said that she had to work overtime, so she asked my dad to babysit her son. I think she's just ordering my dad around so that she can have fun outside.




Amelia could feel her mind buzzing. Rey had said that Drake was working overtime in the company last night and Nicole was also working overtime-at the same place and time? Do such coincidences exist?







Could it be that they had done something unspeakable in the office? Was Nicole lying when she said that she didn’t like Drake? Was she already entangled with Drake a long time ago?




So, Nicole had intentionally planted the hickey on Drake's neck for Amelia to see. Hatred and jealousy burned brightly in Amelia's eyes as she thought, Nicole is really wretched.




Nicole said she didn’t like him, but she was secretly seducing him. How did she become so cunning in 5 years?




Amelia decided she could not underestimate Nicole after all.




“How shameless,” Amelia growled through gritted teeth.




Amelia immediately agreed. “I know, right? She has no shame! She grabbed a bunch of my hair today and caused my face to be swollen. I won’t let her off the hook so easily.”




Katya's words weren’t only said on Amelia's behalf, but it was also expressed for her own sake.

“How old is Nicole's kids?” Katya asked curiously.




Amelia immediately took out her phone and flipped through her album before she stopped at a few photos. “Here. I secretly took a few photos at home. I wonder who this mutt’s dad is.”




When Katya took the phone and saw the kid's face in the photo, her pupils immediately wavered. She was so shocked that her mind went completely blank in an instant.




How can this be? How can Nicole's kids resemble Drake so much? She continued to look through the photos, and the more she did so, the more terrified she became. Her suspicions were even turning into confirmation.




Nicole's kids wasn't any mutt from a random man. They were conceived from a seed planted by Drake himself 5 years ago and she had quietly delivered the children abroad..




"How old are them?".




“That wretched Nicole claimed that they are 3, but I don’t believe it. No 3-year-old would be this tall,” Katya answered, thinking that Nicole was full of lies.




As Amelia looked at the child on the phone screen, she could only feel a hand close around her heart and was close to gasping.




Nicole didn’t know that Drake was the man from 5 years ago, so she naturally didn’t know that her kids was Drake's child.




Now, Nicole's relationship with Drake had turned far more complicated than her mother’s sacrifice in exchange for Drake's safety. Now, the most important thing was that her kid's had the blood of the Butler Family running in his veins.




Amelia was on the verge of despair. How

was Nicole so lucky? Just one night 5

years ago and she already has Drake's kids?.




She decided that she had to be together with Drake as soon as possible. It was only through having Drake's children that she would gain the necessary power to fight Nicole.




Then, Nicole's son would mean nothing whereas it would be her own kids being the heir of the Butler's Family’s empire.




With that in mind, Amelia seemed to have revived herself.




"Amelia, why are you zoning out? Is

everything okay these days?" Katya noticed

that Amelia had a dark expression..




“It’s nothing. I was just too busy, so I couldn’t think straight,” Amelia lied while wearing an exhausted front.




Katya didn’t doubt her. If she had known that Amelia was living the luxurious life and consuming only the finest goods possible, she would probably be mad with jealousy.




It was because in Katya's eyes, Amelia was always following her.




Hence, this was Amelia's deepest hatred. She had lived like a dog before, where no one acknowledged her. She swore that she would someday become the Young Mistress of the Butler Family, so that she could finally be proud and respected by everyone else.




*********




After getting off from work that day, Nicole went to pick up her kids. When they arrived at their little home at night, she cooked some dishes, one of which was her kid's favorite chicken casserole. The triplets could wolf down the entire thing.




"Mommy, Grandpa said that you're not young anymore and he wants you to find a life partner," little Drea suddenly piped up..




She couldn’t help bursting into laughter. “I have you with me and we’re best partners, aren’t we?”




“Mommy, Grandpa also asked me who my daddy is. Can you ask him to come back?” little Drea asked.