Chapter 258

Chapter 258

"Is Veda brainless or what? How could she think things through so logically?"

Diana leaned into Michael's arms, looking totally wronged.

You should know that she was the last person who liked doing good deeds.

Because ever since Aria left, she never believed that good people got good rewards.

She always did things selfishly, putting herself first.

She never expected that the one time she finally did something good, she'd get misunderstood.

Michael let out a cold laugh, holding Diana's slender waist and pulling her into his arms, "Don't worry about that idiot. But trust me, that idiot will figure out what's going on soon enough."

After all, Layla and the others would never allow the police to be called.

Diana blinked her bright eyes, her red lips curving up, "You're right. Veda may be stupid, but she's got serious destructive power. Just wait, there's going to be a good show coming up."

Veda was extremely vengeful. If she found out the truth, she'd definitely get revenge. As for Layla, her biological mother, some things were hard to do, but Chase was a different story.

Although Chase was stupid and not very bright, his body was definitely hot.

Young, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, long legs, plus that handsome face—he could fetch a good price.

Diana thought for a moment, her eyes lighting up, "I'm worried Veda won't find the right connections. Can you help me look into it?"

Since they wanted to sell him off, they should get a good price—the more the better.

Diana's eyes sparkled, shining brilliantly, looking even more cunning.

Michael looked at the person in front of him, his Adam's apple bobbing, staring straight at that hot figure, moving closer step by step, holding her in his arms.

His heartbeat quickened, his voice husky, "How about we have some morning exercise?"

Diana pushed him away, "Don't even think about it. I have an appointment today, and no one's going to stop me from making money."

She was about to walk into the bathroom when she was pulled back again.

Michael put her on the bed, his tall body pressing down on her. His eyes were full of aggression, like a hungry beast eyeing its prey.

The desire in his eyes was about to overflow.

He looked at the person in his arms, his breathing becoming more irregular.

Diana pressed her hands against his chest, knowing she couldn't escape, so she might as well take the initiative.

Her hand gently traced his firm chest muscles.

"Then let's make it quick."

Making it quick was impossible.

Michael was like a tireless beast.

Time passed bit by bit, and the whole morning was gone.

The two lay on the bed embracing each other tightly, breathing heavily, completely exhausted.

Diana had no strength left in her body, breathing rapidly, her cheeks flushed, her eyes full of desire.

Michael's strong arms held Diana as he gasped for breath.

After a while, Diana, having recovered some strength, stood up from the bed. But after just one step, her legs went weak and she fell back onto the bed.

Michael chuckled softly, pulling her into his arms, "Alright, rest a bit more before going. It's not too late."

"How is that the same? I'm going to be late for work."

Diana glared hard at Michael, forcing herself to walk into the bathroom.

Michael watched helplessly with a smile, then scooped her up in his arms, "Let me help you."

Half an hour later.

All cleaned up, Diana was carried by Michael all the way to the studio.

Under everyone's gaze, Diana wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

Michael remained composed, placing Diana at her desk with an indulgent smile, "Honey, you handle the company business first. I'm going to a meeting and I'll be back soon."

Diana cleared her throat awkwardly, "I injured my leg. Yes, that's right, I hurt my leg."

Nora ran in and leaned over to sniff, "Looking all happy like that, are you sure you twisted your ankle and nothing else happened? Okay, no need to say more, we all get it."

"Right, right, we all understand. You're living the good life, and we hope we can live like you too."

Diana came to work at noon, looking flushed, carried in by Michael—anyone could guess what happened last night.

Faced with everyone's teasing looks, Diana didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Alright, alright, you guys go out first. I need to attend to my client."

The colleagues left, thoughtfully closing the door behind them.

Vesper had been standing by the sofa the whole time, her expression complicated.

"I never thought Michael would carry you to work. Are you two really that close?"

In Vesper's view, Michael had always been serious and cold to everyone, but she never expected him to be so gentle and considerate with Diana, like a man in love, his movements tender, treating her like a precious treasure.

Noticing the change in Vesper's attitude, Diana's expression changed.

Oh no, Vesper was going into lovesick mode again.

She cleared her throat and sighed, "You only see the romance, but you don't see what I've suffered. You know what? Ever since we got together, I've been suppressed by the Hill family and bullied by Michael's mother. Do you know how much I've been wronged?"

"Actually, I wanted to run away, but I couldn't. You don't know how domineering Michael is. Even if I ran to the ends of the earth, he'd catch me. I don't like it, I don't want to live like this, but there's no choice."

As she spoke, she pinched her thigh hard and squeezed out two tears.

Vesper's eyes lit up, "Are you serious? You don't like him, you're just forced to be with him?"

Faced with Vesper's eager gaze, Diana reluctantly nodded, "Of course. Think about it, who would like a man like that? He only brings endless trouble. If it weren't for the fact that he can bring me some clients, I would have run away long ago."

"But you have to understand, as a career woman, what's important? It's not men, it's work. I have to admit, knowing him has gotten me a lot of orders, so I just have to put up with it."

The more Vesper listened, the brighter her eyes became, "So that's how it is. Do you want me to help you get away from him?"

Diana watched, her mouth twitching.

She closed her eyes, and a tear fell at just the right moment, "Forget it, I know you mean well, but I don't want to cause you trouble. Some things can't just be seen with your eyes, you have to think with your heart."