I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Who else besides the landlord and her could have the keys to the house?

Meredith had heard about several theft cases in the neighborhood recently, with many homes being robbed. The thought filled her with fear as she spotted a fruit knife on the table, quickly grabbing it and hiding it behind her as she swiftly moved to hide behind the door.

The door opened, and Meredith’s heart raced as she tightly gripped the fruit knife. The person who entered was none other than Terrence Sterling. When their eyes met, he noticed the knife in Meredith’s hand.

“…” he began, noticing the situation. When she recognized him, Meredith was taken aback. “Mr. Sterling? What are you doing coming to my house in the middle of the night without permission?”

Meredith was shocked. Terrence Sterling must have entered her house without her consent or knowledge. In this situation, if she called the police, Terrence Sterling would definitely be charged with breaking and entering.

“I’ve brought you a gift,” Terrence Sterling said confidently as he walked in, holding a gift box. “Put the knife away, young lady, playing with knives is dangerous.”

In the gift box was a golden Christmas tree. Meredith was puzzled. “Mr. Sterling, what do you mean?”

“Christmas is coming, so I brought you a Christmas tree,” Terrence Sterling said firmly. “You can make a wish, and as long as it’s something I can do, I’ll help you make it happen.”

In all her life, Meredith had never seen anyone as generous as Terrence Sterling. Normally, people give dolls, cakes, or small trees as gifts during Christmas. But Terrence Sterling had gone all out, giving her a solid gold Christmas tree. How much was it worth?

Meredith sat down, staring at the pure gold Christmas tree on the table. “How much did you pay for this?”

If Terrence kept showering her with money like this, she was afraid she wouldn’t be able to keep her moral compass in check. Terrence Sterling watched her reaction closely and with a hint of a smile in his eyes, he said, “You figure it out. Based on the current price of gold, calculate it.”

Meredith weighed it in her hand. It was heavy. At least four or five pounds. This was solid gold. How much was a gram of gold again?

“Meredith was shocked. “Ten to twenty thousand dollars for a Christmas tree?”

Terrence Sterling asked, “Do you like it? Girls like shiny things.” Meredith stared at the golden Christmas tree, her eyes lighting up. “Of course, who doesn’t like gold?” she replied.

Terrence Sterling’s smile deepened. “It’s yours.” Despite Meredith’s reluctance to accept such an expensive gift, Terrence Sterling insisted she keep it. “You women can be so stubborn,” he said. “Take it. Once I give something, I don’t take it back. If you don’t want it, just throw it away.”

Meredith’s eyes widened at the mention of Fiona. “Mr. Sterling, you’re crazy! Are you giving me a Christmas tree worth over a hundred thousand dollars?”

Meredith pushed the tree back towards him. “It’s a nice gift, but I don’t want to profit from doing nothing.”Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“You women are all the same,” Terrence Sterling sneered. “Keep it. Once I give something, I don’t take it back. If you don’t want it, throw it away.”

Meredith was speechless. If Fiona heard this, she would be heartbroken. Terrence Sterling never let Fiona take any of the gifts he gave her.

Terrence Sterling got up, ready to leave. He was just here to deliver the gift. “Mr. Sterling,” Meredith stood up, “I really can’t accept this. It’s too valuable, and I don’t want to end up like Miss Woods.”

“You’re not her,” Terrence Sterling’s voice was rich and deep as he said, “Fiona was just a misunderstanding. I never had anything with her. Letting her stay at Thornfield Gardens was a mistake, because I thought she was…” Before he could finish his sentence, the lights in the room suddenly went out, plunging the whole house into darkness.