Chapter 526

Chapter 526

Charlotte stared at Byron, who appeared close to losing it, her gaze heavy with disappointment.


"I don't want to hear this. I just want the truth."

Hearing this, Byron suddenly burst into laughter.

Charlotte frowned, looking at him in confusion.

"Charlotte, the truth can be terrifying sometimes. You might not be able to handle it."

Byron gazed at her with a pitying look. "I just don't want to see you stuck in the past, alright?"


Charlotte smiled faintly. "Don't you think you're being contradictory? You lure me here with the truth, but then tell me not to dig deeper. Byron, what role did you play in that explosion?"

She hadn't wanted to doubt him.

But Byron's actions made it impossible for her to stop questioning him.

A pained look crossed Byron's face. "Charlotte, what's going through your head? I nearly died in that blast. Would it take my actual death for you to finally trust me?"


Charlotte simply stayed silent. After a long pause, she said, "If you don't want to talk, I'll head back."

She had left early in the morning, and she could already imagine Frederick's anxious face when he couldn't find her.

She had barely turned to go when Byron suddenly seized her wrist. "Our wager has only just begun. To get you to stay of your own free will, I've brought Quin here."


At those words, Charlotte's face changed dramatically.

She grabbed Byron's collar, her expression full of anger. "Where's Quin? If you dare hurt him, I'll kill you!"

Byron saw the intense hatred in her eyes, and his heart shattered into pieces, impossible to put back together.

"I really don't like him. He looks too much like Frederick. I could strangle him."

"Byron!"

Charlotte's eyes went red, her whole frame shaking beyond control, tears immediately flooding her eyes.


It wasn't weakness. She was genuinely terrified that Byron might do something to hurt Quin.

She couldn't take the risk.

"Byron, don't you dare hurt him! He's just a child."

Byron abruptly pulled her close, his eyes nearly devouring her face. "Charlotte, for the sake of your son, would you agree to stay with me?"


His hot fingertips brushed against her soft waist, his eyes looking as if he wanted to devour her, making Charlotte shiver.

He leaned in to kiss her.

Unable to hold back, Charlotte slapped him across the face.

"I can stay, but if you dare hurt Quin, I'll die right in front of you."

Byron wasn't angry. He touched his face obsessively, as if just being touched by her, even if it was a slap, made him happy.

Byron looked at her. "You'll stay here for the next few days. Of course, if you have time, you can work on some formulas. I'll pay you well."

After Charlotte left the room, Byron rubbed himself down there, already hard.

The more Charlotte hit him, the harder he got, almost to the point of bursting.

He turned and entered another room.

Juniper was kneeling naked in the center of the room, her face full of seduction. "Byron, I've given you half the formula. Isn't it time you kept your promise?"

She had stolen half of the formula from Oliver's safe, but Byron wanted the whole thing.

Byron walked over to her.

Juniper's body wasn't great, but her face had a slight resemblance to Charlotte's.

That made Byron's desire surge.

He reached out to touch her head, his fingers brushing over her bright red lips. He unzipped his pants, pulled out his member, and roughly pushed it into her mouth.

"Lick!"

Juniper's tongue swirled around the tip, then slowly wet the shaft.

She wasn't satisfied just licking. Byron turned her around, grabbed her waist, entered her, and started thrusting hard and fast.

Soon, Juniper's face was covered in sweat, her eyes rolling back, her small mouth trembling as she moaned continuously. "Faster, I can't take it!"

Byron's size was bigger than anyone she'd ever been with. At first, it felt like tearing pain, then came the satisfying fullness.

Juniper moaned with pleasure, her eyes half-closed in ecstasy, her excitement and thrill clear in her rapid, delicate gasps.

Byron's thrusts grew faster and harder as his excitement built. "Scream, scream for me!"

"Master, it feels so good, faster, I want more."

Juniper shook her hips eagerly.

Byron moved on top of her, thrusting in and out, while she matched his rhythm, shaking her hips and moaning loudly. "So good, harder, it feels amazing."

Juniper's wild expression and cries fueled Byron's raw desire, making him burn hotter. He pressed down on her curvy body, thrust hard with his hips, and made one final sprint.

Under Byron's intense pace, Juniper's pleasure intensified, hit after hit, until she was close to climax.

"I can't, I'm losing it, it feels so good!"

Byron kept thrusting, and Juniper's body reacted with extreme sensitivity. Sweet moans escaped her lips, her legs moving with his rhythm.

"I'm going to lose it!" Juniper screamed, reaching her peak, her body still gripping Byron tightly, her legs wrapped around his waist.

Byron thrust a few more times with force, then pressed deep inside, shuddered, and released a thick stream into her.

Juniper collapsed to the ground, twitching, almost exhausted. Byron patted her face, a mocking smirk on his lips. "What a slut. Can't live without a man, can you?"

Juniper, still seductive, replied, "Yeah, I can't live without one."

She had long given up on herself.

Her father had sold her to old men for the company's benefit, so she figured she might as well enjoy it. Otherwise, the only one suffering would be her.

Byron crouched down before her and tilted her chin up. "Let's get you all fixed up. I'll take you to meet some backers. Can't let your talents go to waste, can we?"


Juniper's eyes were hazy. Soon, someone came in to dress her and put things on her. The moment a vibrator was inserted, she knew she was done for.

Juniper climbed into the car in a daze and trailed after Byron to a bar. The private room was packed with people talking noisily.


Her gaze swept the room, and she froze when she saw Frederick.

Her instinct was to spin around and walk out, but Byron shoved her down into the seat beside Frederick.


Frederick's face darkened.

Byron gave him a smile. "Mr. Percy, you don't seem pleased to see me. Don't you want your wife and child returned to you?"


Frederick's gaze was icy. "If anything happens to them, I promise you'll die a horrible death."