Since I have been back, my relationship with this family has continued to deteriorate and become what it is today.
"Trista. I read today's paper. How can you embarrass Ashley at the competition? Even if she really stole your work, you can not completely destroy her. You can't embarrass her in front of so many people. If you do that, you will only plunge her into an endless abyss and put the Nash Group in a desperate situation... Why are you doing this?"
I am speechless.
"After all, Ashley is the younger sister. Blood is thicker than water. No one can change the kinship between you and her. Not only did you ruin her wedding a few days ago, you made her and the Emos family go down on their knees in front of everyone. When I heard them talking about this matter, I could not believe my ears! Thanks to you, the Nash family now regrets their marriage and Ashley has become a laughing stock for the rest of time. Why did you still hit her when she was down ?!"
"Dad called to blame me?" I grinned and said coldly, "Ashley won or not. What's wrong with me exposing her?"
"You really disappoint me! We are a family. Who won first place is different? What's wrong with you letting her go as her sister? Why do you have to compete with her?"
"..."
"I did not raise you because I want you to kill each other. Now you are both fighting each other. I am really sad!" He said sadly, "Trista, for the sake of our family, can you make a statement that your design is Ashley's?"
"No."
I worked hard on cg21's design for more than half a month. I can not let anyone else do it!
"The Nash family called off the engagement because of this issue. Wherever Ashley goes, people point at her. Do you have the guts to do this, Trista? She's your sister!"
"She deserves it. This has nothing to do with me." "If you have nothing more to say, I am hanging up..."
"Wait!" He hurriedly stopped her. "Your mother has been at the police station for half a month. I want you to do me a favor and withdraw the charges against her. She's too old to stand the torture. You know how hard life is there..."
I firmly declined. "She killed Heidi. I will not let her go."
"Why are you being so stubborn? Heidi is just an outsider! Fanny is on your side! How can you let her go? As long as you ask, I will!"
"Really?" I scoffed, "Can you renounce the right of inheritance?"
"Well..."
"You can not do it, can you? I know it's difficult for you. If you can not, then give up the deputy CEO position. That's my final condition."
There was a long silence on the other end of the line. "Trista, can we exchange more terms? I am worried that if you hand over the corporation to me, you'll be inexperienced and will not be able to run it well. Grandfather will spend his whole life on it..." he said euphemistically. "We are a family and it does not matter who takes care of it..."
"I don't think so. There's room for negotiation until noon tomorrow. Dad, think it over." After saying that, I hung up the phone without giving him a chance to plead.
"What's wrong?" asked Donald indifferently, "is it from your father?"
"Okay."
"Don't worry about it. I am with you." He stroked my hair and said in a soft voice, "Let me do it. What did he ask you to do? Tell me."
"No. He wants me to save his mother's life. Forget it. Let us not talk about her. Let us go upstairs. Do not make them wait too long."
"If only you could keep me in your heart all the time, as if you cared about your family." He reached out to smooth his frown and complained.
"Am I not good to you?" I lifted my gaze and asked.
"Okay, okay. But every time you do your duty as a husband, you refuse."
I am speechless. "Then I refuse. Why do you make me do what I want every time? Tell me, are you a bad guy with an animal heart and a human face?"
He lifted his chin. "Do I have to do something to earn your special praise?"
"No, no..."
"Are you resisting me again?"
"I just feel that the time and place are not right..."
"That's enough." He suddenly kissed me on the lips and said, "I did not understand what you just meant... The time and place are not right... How about we go home now?"
"No... What are you thinking about?"
"Or you want to be here...", he gently caressed my lips with a flirtatious lust.
"Donald, stop..."
"How dare you call me a bad guy?"
I shook my head in exasperation, "No, I dare not!"
"It seems that my punishment is not enough. Don't you plan to tell me the truth in the future?" He kissed me again with a sense of punishment.
I was almost out of breath from his kiss
"You dare to call me a bad guy in the future?"
I nodded in exasperation, "How dare you!"
"It seems my punishment is too light. You are getting bolder and bolder." He kissed me again.
I think no matter what I say, he has a reason to kiss me!
After the long kiss, I gasped with a red face. "You know how to take advantage of other people's danger! You really are a businessman!"
"To earn your praise, I decide to punish you again!"
"..."
I was so obsessed with his kiss that I even forgot to fight back
...
Brenda's pov
I sat uneasily in the chair, not in the mood to celebrate --
"Why has not Trista come yet? Did Mr. Donald scold her to death? Has she been crying outside by herself? No, I must go and see."
"Manager Trista is very strong. Even when she cries, she does not want anyone to see her. I think you'd better not go. Just wait here." A colleague comforted her.
"But..." I felt like I was on pins and needles. "It's all my fault. I can not leave her alone with this. No, I'd better go to her."
I took the napkin off and quickly walked out. I just accidentally spilled the wine on Mr. Donald. Mr. Donald should go to the bathroom to wash his shirt, should not he? Is Trista there, too?
With that thought, I went to the lady's room and opened the door, but there was no one inside.
Then she looked into the men's room. A man was just coming out. I rushed forward and asked, "Sir, have you seen our boss? He is tall and handsome and moves like a block of ice. His aura is very cold, but he is very charming..."
The man was slightly stunned, as if he was looking at an anthomaniac. "No!"
I didn't want to give up. I walked up to him and pulled him by the sleeve. "Wait, is not there anyone inside?"
"No!"
Not wanting to give up, I let go of his hand, wondering, 'Where will Mr. Donald and the others go?
"Who is this woman? How did she get in Mr. Donald's car?"
"I have a feeling she looks familiar, but I can not remember who she is..."
"It's fantastic to get into Mr. Donald's car..."
...
The conversations of three women reached my ears. I was stunned and stopped them from going to the bathroom. "Are you talking about the president of the Lion Group, Donald?"
They looked at me at the same time, and one of them looked at me sympathetically. "You also got the message that Mr. Donald would be here tonight, so you came all the way here, right?"
"What, me?" I wanted to say that I am an employee of Mr. Donald and I am here for the celebration tonight. But before she could finish her words
"I advise you to give up! Mr. Donald got into the limo with a woman even more beautiful than you. He has not come back out yet!"
"What, are you sure?"
"If you do not believe me, you can check. But I must remind you that Mr. Donald's limousine is equipped with a special device that sets off an alarm for all strangers within a hundred yards. I think you had better stay away from it, as other women do. See if Mr. Donald was disheveled when he came out, and if he had sex with the woman who just got into the car... If so, your chances are even slimmer!" After saying that, he was about to leave.
"Do you like Mr. Donald, too?"
"Not really." Another woman said boldly, "We are not as stubborn as you. We just cling to the big tree of Mr. Donald. Sister, looking at your absent-minded expression, are you pinning all your hopes on Mr. Donald? As someone who has had this experience, I advise you to spread your net and catch a few more fish. Do not hang yourself from the same tree!"
"Wait..." I was a little distracted. "Where did you see Mr. Donald's limousine?"
"In the underground parking garage."
I hurriedly ran off, and many images popped into my head --.
Mr. Donald and Trista getting into the car, talking and laughing. They were kissing
I shook my head. "No, Trista won't betray me! No! It's definitely not her!"