CEO’s Seduction Trap

Forty minutes later, Leila arrived in Neo city.

She was about to get out of the car when a gossip news alert popped up on her screen.

[Breaking News!! The Ramirez Group CEO Spotted with Two Beauties at Hotel Overnight!!]

Driven by curiosity, Leila clicked on it.

The content was startling to say the least.

Mason had spent the night with two models at a hotel, not leaving until 10 a. m. the next day.

What exactly happened between the three in the hotel was unclear.

But they were all adults, and no one believed they were just chatting in the hotel.

The comments section was buzzing.

[Mr. Ramirez is quite physically fit, handling two at once.]

[The handsome CEO and the model beauties, it’s hard to tell who took advantage of whom.]

[Didn’t Mr. Ramirez have a fiancee? I wonder how she feels about this.]

After scrolling through, Leila suddenly found it boring. She pocketed her phone and got out of the car to fetch the things Mrs. Patel had asked her to bring.

At 7 PM, Shirley came over to share some food with Leila.

“Neither of the two men you’re involved with are any good.”

Leila wasn’t interested in talking about Hunter at all, so she changed the subject to Mason. “Are the rumors about Mason true?”

Shirley pouted and then nodded emphatically. “Yes, they are.”

Leila couldn’t help but laugh at how certain Shirley was. “Did you see it?”

Shirley said, “I didn’t see it myself, but it’s almost as if I did. I shot three sets of models today, and one of them was with Mason last night. According to the makeup artist, those marks on her body… tsk tsk tsk…”

Leila laughed quietly, but she felt a bit disgusted inside. It wasn’t just anything; she was worried about getting sick. Thinking about Mason’s proficiency in certain areas, it did seem very practiced.

Shirley’s expression turned serious as she patted Leila on the arm. “I’m not trying to scare you, but you should get checked at the hospital. Better safe than sorry.”

Leila frowned but didn’t argue. “Yeah.”

Shirley was right; she definitely needed to get checked. She was still young and would rather die working hard at her job than from a one-night stand.

Leila went to the kitchen to grab something, and her phone, which she had left on the coffee table in the living room, suddenly rang.

Shirley saw Hunter’s name on the screen and answered it immediately, mocking, “Mr. Brooks, not spending time with your boss’s wife? Still have time to call Leila?”

Hunter didn’t respond right away upon hearing Shirley’s voice. After a moment, he took a deep breath and said, “Shirley, give the phone to Leila. I need to talk to her.”

Shirley glanced towards the kitchen and walked a bit farther away with the phone. “If you have something to say, say it to me. Leila doesn’t have time for your call.”

Hunter sounded anxious. “What is she doing?”Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Shirley lied effortlessly, “On a date with her new boyfriend, of course!”

“Shirley, I know you have issues with me, but this is urgent. Can you please give the phone to Leila?”

“Whatever you need to say, say it to me. If you don’t, I’ll just hang up.”

Hearing her words, Hunter gritted his teeth and said, “Shirley, ask Leila if she has time to help me with something urgent.”

Shirley asked, “What do you need help with?”

“Hotel, SW hotel, I’m trapped by Mr. Brown.”

Shirley was stunned for a few seconds, then burst into laughter. “Serves you right!”

With that, she hung up immediately.

When Leila came out with the heated food, Shirley still had a grin on her face.

Curious, Leila asked, “What’s so funny?”

“Hunter. Hunter’s trapped in a hotel by Mr. Brown.”

“How do you know that?”

Shirley waved her phone. “He just called you for help. I answered. Unbelievable. How did he have the nerve to say that?”

“You can never understand a scoundrel with a normal person’s logic. They have no boundaries and no limits.”

Leila’s words were met with a nod of agreement from Shirley. “Absolutely.”

Leila walked to the couch and picked up her phone, finding several messages from Hunter. The first few were pleas for help, filled with complaints and sob stories about how tough his situation was, mixed with some nostalgic memories. When Leila didn’t reply, his last message turned into threats.

[Leila, you’re not helping me this time, are you? I’m telling you, if you don’t help me, I won’t let you off easy. We’ll see who suffers more!]

Reading Hunter’s final message, Leila scoffed and blocked all his contact information.

The next morning, as soon as Leila arrived at the project office, she overheard some young employees gossiping.

“SW hotel doesn’t even need to advertise now; everyone in Neo City knows about it.”

“It’s hilarious. Yesterday, a bunch of paparazzi went to catch Mason with two young models but ended up catching Mrs. Brown cheating with their company’s VP, Hunter.”

Talking about Hunter, their voices lowered. “Isn’t Hunter Miss Patel’s boyfriend?”

“Shh, stop talking.”

“Miss Patel! Morning!”

“Morning.”

The gossiping employees froze.

Leila glanced at them with a calm expression. “I’ve broken up with him.”

Were Mason and Hunter caught at the same hotel? Small world. With that thought, Leila stepped into her office.