One Night Stand With That Beggar

Three days later, in the Granger family’s mansion.

On the second floor of the mansion was a study room. It was decorated in a subtle but luxurious European style. The room had a black theme, symbolising calmness and quietness.

Harley Louis leaned against the window and chattered incessantly.

“The old guys in the Granger family are really one of a kind. When they saw you come back, I swear they were cursing you under their breaths. But they still had to pretend to welcome you home. They really should get Oscars for their acting.”

Amos Granger paid no heed to Harley’s chatter. His slender fingers were holding a cigarette which had stopped burning since a while ago.

When Harley finally stopped talking, Amos asked, “Where’s the person I asked you to look for?”

Harley gulped. “It’s really not my fault. That part of town is really messy and underdeveloped so there weren’t any survelliance cameras there for the longest time.”

Their conversation was interrupted by a knock on the door. The servant spoke softly, “First Young Master, the preparation has been completed. Old Master invites you downstairs.”

“Got it.”

…

Outside the Granger Family’s mansion, Eudora George’s body was stiff as ice as she looked numbly at the ground.

She wore a red shoulder-length dress, emphasising her perfect figure and complementing her pale fair skin. After dressing up, she looked like a delicate red rose.

Felix Meyer nodded in satisfaction and warned her in a low voice, “This is a big event we’re going to. You’d better behave well and don’t make any trouble. Otherwise, there will be consequences.”

After that, he grabbed Eudora’s arm and stepped into the Granger’s family’s mansion.

Eudora attracted everyone’s attention the moment she and Felix entered the hall. Felix enjoyed the attention – the feeling of being envied by other men. He tightened his grip on Eudora.

As soon as Amos went downstairs, he saw a beautiful figure and stopped.

“What are you looking at?” Harley asked.

“Who is that?”

Following Amos’ gaze, Harley saw the beautiful woman in red. “Hey, she really is quite a beauty. How come I don’t know her? But I know the man next to her. He’s Felix Meyer, the head of the Meyers’ Phantom Group. Word has it that he is an aspiring businessman and a force to be reckoned with. Phantom Group has been quite popular for the past few years…”

Amos didn’t say a word, but his eyes fell on the woman once again.

He remembered the instance her soft and delicate fingers ran across his body, his heart beating wildly at her every touch.

That night, even though he was seriously injured, he clearly remembered the way that woman was able to unlock the inner hunger and desire in him. It was an unforgettable experience to say the least. Especially when she is this hot and sexy… all the more reason he would never forget her.

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The beauty greeted Harley and left for the bathroom. Amos nudged Harley, who was standing next to him, “You go ahead, I’ll come back later.”

He then followed the steps of the lady.

In the bathroom.

Eudora patted her face with a napkin, feeling physically and mentally exhausted. Felix had always been a calculative person – he had always brought her along whenever he needed to attend such important events.

Honestly if the George family didn’t need Felix and his financial support, she would not give a piece of mind to those men who had always given her dirty looks. But for now, she must bear it all.

After freshening up, Eudora stepped out of the bathroom.

Outside the bathroom, a man stood by the corridor with his back against the wall. His posture was rather disarming, but his aura still captivating.

Eudora was stunned for a moment before she slowly walked over.

When she passed by the man, he grabbed her arm.

“Why? Don’t you recognize me?”

When Eudora heard this, she took a good look of the man. He was indeed really charming. If she had met him before, she would definitely not forget that stunning face.

“I’m sorry, sir. I’m afraid you’ve mistaken me for someone else.”

“Heh… is that so?” Amos smiled warmly. He tightened his grip on Eudora and pinned her against the wall. “What about this? Do you remember me now?”