Spoiled Darling

"Olivia, it is the last time, please, will you? If you don't help me this time, I'm dead!"

In the quiet underground parking lot, a man's voice came out suddenly. His tone was anxious.

"Martin Smith, what do you take me for? I'm your girlfriend, not the escort lady outside; you trample me like this for your performance over and over again, are you still human?"

The woman's voice was crisp, but the tone was resentful, sounding excited and sad.

"Please, it is the last time, I swear, okay, Olivia? If I don't get this business, I'll probably get demoted if I don't finish this month's mission......."

The man's voices were more anxious, interspersed with the sound of the fabric of their clothes rubbing against each other.

"You let me go! Don't touch me!"

The woman's voice just came out, followed by only a 'snap', a crisp slapping sound that echoed through the parking lot, swinging a fine echo.

Wilson picked up the cigarette in his hand and took a puff. He raise his thick black eyebrows. Then, a cold smile came to his lips as he listened to the conversation between the two people behind the wall.

It was a bit strange lately that he had managed to run into quarrelsome couples every time he waited in the parking lot, and the content of each quarrel was very novel and interesting.

He absently puffed out a cigarette ring and took two steps forward, crossing the corner of the wall towards the quarrel and glancing coldly at the place.

Then he saw a tall woman in a khaki coat. With her hands trembling slightly in mid-air. Her chest rose and fell incessantly and her body trembled in anger, with her slender eyebrows furrowed.

The man across from her was wearing a black suit, with one hand covering his right face and the other gripping the sleeve of the woman's dress. With a pleading look on his face, he mumbled and pleaded, "Olivia, I'm also for our future, ah, you also know how hard this job is to come by, if I get demoted, I won't be able to afford a house next year...we...how can we still get married ah?"

The woman's chest was still heaving heavily, and she looked angry. She shrugged off the man's grip on her hand and took a step backward, "For us? For our sake, you'll let me drink with your clients and let them take advantage of me? Martin Smith, don't you take this kind of money against your conscience? Are you still a man? Do you know the last time that General manager Reed...he......."

Wilson glanced towards the woman following the voice, and he found that the undulating chest was very plump; the khaki coat narrowed the woman's waist very thin, with a pair of straight slender legs in black stockings and high heels of the same color underneath. She looked very eye pampering.

However, no matter how eye-catching a woman was, she wouldn't appear elegant and charming enough when controlled by such emotions.

Wilson shook his head, losing interest in the farce, and he retracted his head, continuing to stand behind the wall and continue waiting for his driver.

"Not this time! This time the client was the boss of Bert Real Estate Company, he was not close to women, so he would not take advantage of you, you just need...Just have a few drinks with him at the party and say something nice..."

Hearing this, Wilson suddenly froze. He inclined his head and looked at his face through the glass of the car parked in front of him, feeling very puzzled.

It was a very handsome face.

There was a pair of very deep eyes beneath the thick black eyebrows. Those eyes were slightly narrowed, looking somewhat lazy yet exuding a strong smell of danger.

His rigid lips were tightly closed, which, together with his taut jaw, formed an aura of unspeakable power.

He frowned at the car window. His mind was flashing back to what the man had just said, and it felt strange.

I didn't have any intention to work with any company lately, how could I become a client of someone else? And I had been branded as not liking women?

"Pop!"

Another crisp slap sound came, and Wilson was startled by the sound, and then he heard the angry voice of the woman behind the wall, ''Get lost! I never want to see you again! We're breaking up, Martin Smith!"

After that, there was a sharp sound of high heels, Wilson again curiously took a few steps forward, wanting to watch the live broadcast, but a sudden flash of light came before his eyes, and he was hit by a figure that walked briskly over.

"You don't have eyes, do you? How do you walk?"

He stumbled backward, and before he had time to speak, a questioning voice was heard.

Wilson raised his head, only to see the woman he had just seen standing in front of himself with a forked waist, her pink lips were slightly quivering and her eyes were full of anger.

"Look at what? Haven't seen anyone else break up, have you?"

The woman finished speaking and glared viciously at him, her mouth slightly pursed with a look of exasperation.

"Breakups I've seen quite a bit, but I've seen such a breakup for the first time."

Wilson pulled a cold smile from the corner of his mouth; he narrowed his eyes and stared at the woman in front of him.

He looked at the woman's face in front of him and gave her a score in his heart. Her facial features could score 8 points. However, her expression was not lovable, leading to the decline of the score. On the whole, she could only get 6.5 points.

"You...... what's it to you, huh? It's not too much to watch!"

The woman looked at him for two seconds and walked straight around him toward the front, her pace was eager, as if she was hiding from some plague.

''It's inexplicable...are women so rude these days? Isn't there one of those little, gentle, meek ladies?"

Wilson touched his waist that was vaguely painful from being hit, he stood in place and looked at the woman's back, his thick eyebrows raised, and he shook his head with a shy mouth.

Half an hour later, Wilson's driver finally arrived at the underground parking lot. Recently, the amorous affair about him and Rena, the spokesperson of his hotel, had spread like wildfire, so he did not dare to strut out of the hotel door. Otherwise, he would be badgered by the journalists closing in on all sides .

He took the car to the banquet site. Just when he finished chatting with business partners who attended the banquet and took a seat, he found a familiar figure not far ahead.

The woman held a glass of wine in her hand; her body was curvaceous and concave.

She was wearing a big red, tight, long dress with a pair of straight and slender legs wrapped in black stockings underneath, and she took a pair of black heels of the same color.

He took a closer look and finally remembered that this woman was the one who had just hit him in the parking lot, the one who was so unreasonable!

Wilson shook the red wine in his hand; he took a sip and simply sat down to observe the woman.

She got a nice body, so I was sure it would be good to sleep with her, but she was just a little too strong on her character, she would be a good partner after being trained properly.

Olivia was almost furious; she got out of the underground parking lot and took a taxi to the current banquet scene, she was still shivering at the thought of what just happened.

How could Martin Smith sacrifice her for the sake of performance? He let her be taken advantage of by others; this kind of man was simply scum!

Olivia pulled the tight dress on her thighs, she took a glass of red wine and dunked it down, her delicate five senses tangled into a ball and she kept breathing deeply, wanting to calm her emotions.

"Miss Lynd, what a coincidence. See you here again."

Olivia turned her head, only to see a short, fat man standing beside her, looking at her with a smile spread across his face.

Her heart sank, secretly saying that it was not good, but met Martin Smith's previous client, General Manager Reed. This bad man tried to take advantage of her in the karaoke a few days ago, but she managed to escape, but one couldn't avoid one's enemy, she ran into him again at this business party.

Olivia squeezed a little smile out of her face and she reluctantly nodded at him, "Hello General manager Reed, what a coincidence."

"Yes, the last time Miss Lynd ran away, but it made me miss you so much."

The smile on General Manager Reed's fatty face was full of folds. Olivia felt very disgusted but she could not have a seizure. She could only laugh and turned her face to the side.

"Interesting......."

Looking at this scene from afar, Wilson thought of the conversation he had heard in the parking lot and he was interested in the two people in front of him.

This fat man was a food company owner, he met him once before the meal, this man was hungry in sex, and he would take advantage of her as soon as he saw a beautiful woman.

Just a moment after Olivia turned her face away; Reed took out a small white pill from his bag and put it into the red wine glass he picked up with his other hand.

The pill was gone in a few seconds in the red wine. All melted away in the wine.

He took the red wine glass and handed it to Olivia, saying, "Miss Lynd, I offended you last time, I still hope you don't take it seriously, we will have more opportunities to cooperate in the future."

Olivia turned her head and looked at the cup in Reed's hand; she hesitated for a moment but still caught it.

Now that he had spoken to such an extent, she couldn't refuse him.

He picked up another glass of wine and clinked glasses with Olivia, and he proceeded to drink it all in one go.

Wilson watched from afar as Olivia drank the drugged wine in one gulp, and he secretly said that it was not good, according to his knowledge of Reed, the medicine he put in the cup was undoubtedly ecstasy!

After drinking the red wine, Olivia and General Manager Reed exchanged pleasantries again, and then she wanted to take the opportunity to leave.

However, she found herself dizzy and suddenly her legs were weak and she couldn't walk at all. Seeing this look on her face, a cold smile appeared on the side of Reed's mouth, and he hurriedly pulled the chair in front of her out of the bottom of the table, saying, "What happened to you? Are you feeling well? Just sit down first."

Olivia surprised in her heart, she didn't know how she suddenly became dizzy, seeing Reed help her sit down attentively, and she had a feeling in her heart that he was not able to get out of the relationship with this.

The helplessness was that she did not have the strength to stand up at all, and Reed's arm was wrapped around her waist, and he did not let go of it after she sat down, but instead held it even tighter.

Olivia frowned and she reached out her hand to effortlessly pull down his hand, but she found that her breathing was becoming more and more urgent, and the moment her fingers touched Reed's hand, the hot temperature caused her to produce a hint of dryness.

She knew in her heart that there was a possibility that the wine this guy had just handed him had some kind of drug in it, but she didn't have the strength to stand up and she could only sit on the chair to catch her breath.

"Miss Lynd, you are drunk, it's better if I help you to rest."

Reed said and put his hand around her waist again and pulled her up. Olivia's legs were so weak that she could barely breathe. She watched herself being carried by Reed towards the side door of the banquet, but she did not have the strength to escape.

She tried to open her mouth to ask for help, but she was unable to speak, and the cry for help became a faint sound to her mouth.

Wilson, who had been watching coldly, frowned slightly after seeing this scene.

The woman was out of luck, she had just fallen out of love an hour earlier and now she was being drugged.

Although her temper was bad, she was so beautiful; it was a pity if she was spoiled by this fat man.

Wilson pondered for a moment; he put down the wine glass in his hand and stood up from his seat, a hint of a smile rising from the corner of his mouth.

Anyway, the party was so boring; it seemed nice to have a heroic rescue.

He walked over to the table where Olivia had just been sitting and he grabbed the small party bag she had left on the table, walking towards the two.

General Manager Reed hugged Olivia and dragged her towards the side door of the banquet, last time he wanted to taste this woman, but she escaped under his eyes, this time the opportunity came, he must get her!

Suddenly, a hand squeezed his arm and pulled him backward, and General Manager Reed turned his head and opened his mouth to curse, only to see Wilson's face.

Then he only felt empty in his arms, and the woman he was holding was pulled into the arms of Wilson.

Wilson looked at Reed with a plausible smile, and he lazily opened his mouth, "If my woman is drunk, or if I take care of it, I won't bother Mr. Reed."

Reed looked at Wilson angrily, but he knew that Wilson had a strong background, he could not offend him on the bright side, and then he piled up a cold smile and said, "White's woman? All I know is that she's the business representative of my company's cooperation partner, but I didn't know that she was General Manager White's woman anymore!"

"It's not too late to know, she doesn't listen to me and always talks about going out to fend for herself, isn't that what almost got her into trouble? It looks like I'll be better off keeping her at home in the future, at least she will not be hurt by outsiders."

Wilson glanced at Reed, there wasn't a hint of temperature in his cold words, but there was a smile on his face, though it wasn't very kind.

Although Reed was angry in his heart, he also knew that the banquet was held by the White family, now he was in the hotel under the control of Wilson, he could not be angry. So he tried to squeeze out a smile on his face and nodded, "Oh, I do not know she is General Manager White's woman, I am sorry."

Hearing this, Wilson had another cold smile on his face, "It's not too late to know now, then I won't cause any trouble to General Manager Reed, I'll take her to wake up first."

After saying that, he didn't give Reed another chance to speak; he wrapped his arms around Olivia's waist and walked towards the side door.

Olivia leaned drowsily against Wilson, watching this happen without having the strength to move her. She was so anxious, but she couldn't move, so she had to let Wilson hold her in her arms and walk forward.

"Where are you taking me?

She weakly raised her head and looked at Wilson, but she found that the voice coming out of her mouth was surprisingly breathless.

"Take you to sobriety."

Wilson looked down at him coldly and said.

He had just seen that Olivia's body was indeed good, now that he was holding her in his arms, he was even more sure that this woman was quite good, it was quite enjoyable with such a soft jade in his arms. After all, it did not waste his heroic rescue.

Crossing the hall, Wilson walked to the front desk with Olivia in his arms, he instructed the front desk to give him a room card, and then he dragged Olivia to the room and dumped her on the bed.

He went to the drinking fountain and received a cup of cold water, and then he walked to the bedside and picked up her body, he handed the teacup to Olivia's mouth and said in simple words, "Drink."

Olivia's sanity had begun to blur, her body was getting hotter and hotter, and the blood in her veins seemed to be all boiling up, making her unbearably unable to drink water at all.

Wilson filled her with water several times, all of which dripped out of her mouth.

He saw Olivia's condition getting worse and louder, knowing that the effects of the medicine had completely evaporated.

Women were still a pain in the ass.....

Wilson frowned at the flushed Olivia and sighed, he put the cup to her mouth and took a large gulp of water, he fixed her head and his lips imprinted against Olivia's mouth.

The water in the cup was ferried by Wilson to Olivia's mouth, and she finally drank it down.

After feeding her water, Wilson tried to pull away, but Olivia's hand suddenly wrapped around his neck.

He was stunned by this sudden movement, his body tensed up and he didn't move, staring coldly at the woman's drunken and misty-eyed expression in front of him, he grabbed her by the hand and tried to rip her off.

But Olivia was holding on tighter and tighter like an octopus, and after such a tug, not only was it difficult for him to pull away, but his breath rushed up as well.

Not only that, but Olivia, who was holding him, was also pulling him down hard, and then he fell onto the bed.

The cup in his hand fell to the ground with a thud, making a dull sound.