Mr. Tycoon's Beloved Wife

Sawyer International Hotel, the only seven-star hotel in west-harbor city, belonged to The Harris Empire.

A group of youngsters were throwing a class reunion party in the luxury room of the Food and Beverage Department of the hotel.

Noreen, looking at the classmates chatting in twos and threes around, had unspeakable joy in the heart. It was these people who had participated in her beautiful youth.

"Noreen Carter, come here, have a drink."

At this time, Sheila Carter walked over, holding two glasses of wine and passed the one in her left hand to Noreen.

Noreen looked at Sheila who wore thick make up on her face. She was not only her cousin, but also her classmate. After her parents died in the accident in the first year of her high school, Noreen moved to her uncle's home and lived with her cousin, Sheila.

"En, thank you, my cousin." Said Noreen, taking the glass from Sheila's hand.

After clinking glasses, Sheila put the glass in her right hand near her lips but didn't drink. Instead, she stared at Noreen fiercely. Not until Noreen drank up the wine did Sheila Carter's face put on a strange smile.

Noreen, I would Beckeyn your reputation tonight.

After Noreen finished the wine, she wanted to chat with Sheila. Yet she suddenly felt a dizziness in her head, and a strange feeling arose in her body.

"Well..." Noreen snorted uncomfortably and looked around. The classmates around suddenly became unclear.

"Noreen Carter, did you drink too much? Come on. I will take you to the bathroom and you will sober up after washing your face." Sheila pretended to help Noreen out of the room kindly.

With the support of Sheila, Noreen felt no strength at all and a dizziness began to overcome her. She wanted to say something, but couldn't utter a word.

Seeing Noreen faint completely, Sheila smiled more deeply and meaningfully.

Sheila did not take Noreen to the bathroom. Instead, she walked towards a small private walkway and passed Noreen to two strong men who had already waited here for a long time.

"Well, this girl is so pretty with such a pure look, you are lucky." One man had ogled over Noreen Carter's body.

"Stop. Where is the money?" Sheila said it like a queen. All she wanted was money.

The other man, with a wretched smile, took a stack of money out of his pocket and passed it to Sheila, saying, "Good, it's done."

Sheila took the money and cast a charming glance at the man, saying, "Done."

Sheila counted the money to make sure it was the right number and then she left with her twisting slim waist.

"Let's go upstairs and take her room." The two men held Noreen and took a elevator to the top floor of Sawyer hotel.

The top floor of Sawyer hotel was an exclusive area for superior guest rooms. There were two presidential suites: a supreme suite and a golden diamond suite.

"Well, which suite is for her?"

The two men wondered that they had got the master control card, but forgot the room number.

"It must be the supreme suite based on our boss's status. Our boss is supreme. Let us go." One strong man guessed.

Then, the two men sent Noreen to the supreme room cautiously without any noise.

Just two minutes later, the men quietly walked out of the suite and clapped their hands at the door to celebrate their success, and then entered the elevator happily.

At the door of the Sawyer hotel, a fancy Buggati Veyron of limited edition braked sharply and then the hotel manager greeted him respectfully.

Zachary took off his sunglasses, opened the car door and got off the car.

In a pure hand-made suit, he had a evil-looking face craved by God with every line to the point. His tall and slim figure looked stylish in the suit and the whole body exhaled a noble but chill breath, which was so cold that nobody dared to come near.

"Young Master Harris..." The manager greeted him respectfully and handed a room card with both hands to the kingly master in front of him, saying with a smile, "This is the room card for the supreme suite."

Zachary took over the room card, without looking at the manager and went straight to the hotel.

When the exclusive elevator reached the top floor of Sawyer Hotel, Zachary walked out of the elevator. While he was walking to the supreme room, he squinted at the door of the golden diamond suite.

A drunken fat man holding a room card was ready to open the door, shouting tipsily, "Beauty, beauty."

Zachary took back his gaze and swiped the card into the supreme suite.

Zachary took off his suit and threw it on the sofa. It was a busy and annoying day. While loosening his tie, he walked to the bedroom.

Upon entering the bedroom, Zachary suddenly stopped. Hearing some strange noises, he slightly frowned.

What happened?

"Hum...so sick..." Noreen rolled over here and there with her hands on her clothes, she tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids were too heavy to open.

Zachary guessed what had happened-she was drunk, and got to his room by mistake.

Zachary took a few steps forward, went near the woman and held her arms, ready to throw her out of the door.

He was never a warmhearted man and how could he know what the girl want to do? He had seen enough!

Noreen, in a daze, was grasped by a strong strength. After getting out of the comfortable bed, she seemed to have lost the comfort in her heart and began to look for the previous cozy feeling.

Before her feet were firm, Noreen jumped forward.

Zachary was about to drag her to the door, but the woman threw herself directly in his arms and her hands clasped his neck naturally.

Suddenly, Zachary Harris's deep eyes revealed a killing intent. Damned woman, get out.

When Zachary grabbed the woman's arms with both hands to push her away, he heard the whisper close to his ears.

"I am so sick..." Noreen uttered some affectionate hums again. Seemingly feeling a strange smell around her, she directly pushed the man away and rushed to the bathroom.

"Damn it..." With great anger spreading over his body, Zachary came to her and exerted all his strength to pull the woman out once she finished vomiting.

"Ouch..." Noreen mumbled, seeing that there was a strange man in front of her, yet he was extremely attractive to her though she could hardly figure out his appearance. A dim curve appeared at the corner of her mouth and she murmured, "So pretty..."

Zachary almost laughed when heard the woman murmuring.

After saying this, Noreen Carter's hands began to restlessly lay on her clothes again.

Zachary stared at the woman, delicate and cute, with a curved figure and a pure face without makeup.

This woman seemed to be different from those who were heavily powdered and took the initiative to come to the door.

Looking back at her palm-sized smiling face, a strange feeling arose in his mind.

...

Early in the morning, the sun shone through the curtain gap and the whole room was still filled with strange odour.

Zachary walked out of the bathroom, who had dressed up already, and he raised his hand to look at the watch on his wrist. It was half past seven and there was an important meeting at eight o'clock.

Leering at the sleeping woman, Zachary went straight to the door.

Faintly hearing the door slammed, the person in bed was waking up from her dreams.

Noreen stretched herself out, and then slowly opened her eyes, looking at the snow-white ceiling. A few seconds later, she realized that this was not her own room.

With doubts in her heart, Noreen wanted to sit up and figured out where she was. However, once the body moved, a burst of ache made her frown so she had to lie back hard to the bed.

Looking back at the snow-white ceiling, Noreen suddenly realized what had happened. She lowered her head and slowly lifted the quilt on her body. When she saw the marks all over her white skin, Noreen immediately panicked.

What happened last night?

Noreen grabbed the quilt with both hands fiercely and pulled it to wrap her body. With teeth clenched together, her whole body began to tremble.

With her eyes closed, Noreen tried to recall last night.

Drinking, money, a man's handsome face, sick, pain...

Noreen finally knew what had happened: Sheila left her to the man's room, and then...her first time...had gone.

"Ah..." Noreen finally could not help shouting, with tears bursting out of her eyes and started to cry out loud.

I lost my most precious thing, yet I did not even know who he was?

With time going by, Noreen had been staring at the ceiling at a loss. Finally the sadness in her eyes disappeared and she put on a brave face.

Noreen pulled the nightgown nearby to cover herself and got up with a strong pain from her body.

When she saw the blood stain on the sheet, tears were flowing down again. But this time, it was for someone else.

Tyson , I was sorry. I didn't commit to our love.

She had agreed to wait for Tyson for three years. However it had been four years, and he did not come back yet. Did she still have to wait for him with such an embarrassing look?

He did not come back as scheduled, and maybe he already had another woman abroad.

With a trace of self-mockery flashing over her eyes, Noreen told herself: "Noreen Carter, it is time to give up. It had been four years and you lost your most precious thing as well. He won't come back."

Noreen painstakingly walked towards the bathroom step by step, and the pain of her body revealed that from today everything was completely changed.

Zachary was sitting by the desk reviewing some documents in the president's office at the top floor of The Harris Empire Building.

Zachary was a legend in the west-harbor city.

Zachary, a 27-year-old president of The Harris Empire, had taken over the family business for two years. He acted decisively and ruthlessly and had been expanding the business scope and made a large number of acquisitions of other companies. Nowadays, The Harris Empire had covered a wide range of areas, such as the circles of computers, finance, real estate, media, medical and so on.

In the whole west harbor city, Zachary got involved in all profitable industries. No one could compete with him. He was the KING.

Lawrence, his assistant, stood at the president's office door and knocked at the door politely. Not until he heard the response inside, did he push the door open and enter.

"Mr. Harris." Lawrence greeted him before he said, " The butler called and said that your father asked you to go home for lunch.

"Fine..." Zachary responded.

Lawrence nodded and was about to leave. Then he heard Zachary Harris's voice.

"Wait a minute..." Zachary raised his head and looked at Lawrence.

Lawrence turned back and asked respectfully, "What else can I do for you, Mr. Harris?"

"Check out the woman at the hotel last night." Zachary opened his lips slightly to give this order.

"..." Lawrence was in a daze for a moment, for Zachary was never close to women. How was the woman in the hotel?

Seeing no response from Lawrence, Zachary Harris's eyes exuded anger.

"Okay, okay. I will do it..." Lawrence answered hurriedly with a bow. If he irritated the boss, he obviously couldn't take the consequence.

Seeing Lawrence had left, Zachary stood up and walked towards the French window.

Zachary stared at the scenery outside but his mind was full of yesterday's memory. For her tightness and shyness, it was obviously her first time. Unexpectedly, he was addicted to her body just for one experience and wanted to enjoy the beauty again.

Zachary Harris's eyes were firm but his face was cold as usual.

I want her...

The Harris.

Zachary walked into the living room and saw his father sitting on the sofa alone.

Seeing his son come back, Peter broke into a kind smile.

"The nurse accompanied your mother to the hospital for checkups. Also, your brother and sister-in-law were away, too. Only we two have the meal together." Peter said with a smile. He knew that his son was busy with the businesses of The Harris Empire, but there was something that couldn't lag behind.

"Hmm..." Zachary responded and then sat on the sofa nearby.

He had guessed what the old man thought.

Peter and Zachary sat opposite at lunch, with a hearty meal on the table.

"I have sorted out the European project." Peter said slightly, but his eyes hid some purpose.

" When will you give me the executive power?" Zachary asked without any expression on his face.

Only when he got the executive power of Europe could he have the power to compete with his elder brother.

"Bring me a daughter-in-law. As long as I see your marriage certificate, I will give you the executive power." Peter knew the character of his son, who would never consider the marriage unless he was forced, so he had to compel him to get married in exchange for the executive power of the Empire's international program.