Chapter14 The Bitch Who Seduces Men
There was a moment of silence.
He grabbed her face roughly, squeezing her mouth into a circle, then pressed her down and covered it.
Linnea let out a muffled protest. "Mmph!"
Caius ignored her, explaining politely to the other party, "Please don't misunderstand. That's just a cat."
"A cat?" The man laughed for a while. "Alright, I'll accept that it's a cat. But Caius, you don't seem like someone who'd be kind to small animals."
"Not long ago, someone said I was generous and kind."
The other party burst into laughter. "Generous? Kind? Which girl is so infatuated with you she'd pretend to be blind? If she really has vision problems, I apologize. I'd be happy to fully fund her treatment..."
"You don't understand." Caius said mockingly. "That girl says she loves me."
"Love? That's the most baffling poison in the world!"
The call finally ended.
Caius pulled her from under the covers, pressed her onto the bed, and leaned down to kiss her lips in frustration.
"Little cat, you've grown bold, letting someone else hear your moans? Looks like you need to be taught a lesson..."
His large hand kneaded her buttocks as their bodies pressed closer together.
In the last moment before desire consumed her consciousness, Linnea wailed internally that the ointment would definitely be wasted!
...
Meanwhile, Amy's luck had completely run out.
She was suddenly fired by Caius. She wanted to beg for mercy, but Caius's subordinates gave her no chance, even demanding she pack up her things within three days and get lost.
And Caius's decisions could not be disputed by anyone.
Amy didn't dare challenge Caius. When the three days were up, she could only slink to the office to pack her things.
She didn't expect to run into Linnea.
Linnea was walking by with work files. Recently Caius had assigned her many projects that helped improve her skills, keeping her too busy to bother with this failed woman.
But as Linnea was about to pass by indifferently, Amy raised her middle finger at her.
Linnea felt nothing. She glanced at Amy dismissively. "Complete failures always go crazy."
"How do you know I've failed?"
Amy laughed contemptuously, gritting her teeth as she whispered to Linnea, "You bitch who climbed into a man's bed by selling yourself, what do you know?"
Linnea felt no guilt whatsoever.
So what? Being able to seduce Caius was her skill. And Amy? She was just insanely jealous!
She smiled and shrugged.
"Whether I slept my way up, you have no proof. But everyone at Thorne Group can clearly see you're obsessed with seducing Caius..."
Under Amy's stiffening gaze, her tone became mocking.
"Otherwise, why bother wearing that super short pencil skirt that shows your lace panties to work every day?"
"Linnea!"
Amy's face twisted for a moment, but she quickly recovered her triumphant smile.
As Linnea walked past her without a sideways glance, she sneered, "Who says I don't have proof?"
Linnea paused.
The next second, a photo was thrown at her face.
Linnea dodged, and the photo fell to the ground, clearly showing her and Caius kissing passionately on the mountainside.
She stared at the passionate scene, her fingers involuntarily stiffening. "Amy, you had someone follow me?"
Amy watched her panic gleefully. "You're just a pretty face who slept her way to the top, you cheap whore. You think getting Caius's temporary attention means you can actually become Mrs. Thorne?"
She leaned close to Linnea's ear, threatening in a low voice.
"Tell me, if I spread these slutty photos around, do you think Caius will continue to dote on you, or will he tell the media you shamelessly seduced him, a married man, and throw you out of Thorne Group?"
Linnea's shoulders trembled.
Amy was delighted. Linnea must be terrified. "Scared? If you're scared, find a way to get me back into Thorne Group..."
"Pfft."
Amy met Linnea's eyes, which couldn't hold back laughter.
Linnea said softly, "Amy, did you follow me, or did you follow Caius?"
"Following Caius is a death sentence!"
As soon as she finished speaking, security guards swarmed in and restrained Amy.
"What's happening?!" Amy cried out helplessly.
Her question was quickly answered. Behind her, a voice like a demon from hell spoke.
"Amy, you secretly photographed my private moments and attempted to spread them online. This seriously violates my personal privacy. I've already called the police!"
"Caius?" Amy was stunned, then begged, "No, Caius, I didn't! Let me explain!"
But the guards still dragged her toward the secret passage.
Police were waiting downstairs.
"Caius, it's this bitch who's lying to you! She's just a slutty stripper!"
Linnea glanced at her subtly.
How did Amy know about the fake information she'd leaked to the Knight family?
Caius smiled slightly and gestured for the guards to stop.
Just as Amy thought he was going to question Linnea's true identity, Caius looked at her and said, "I don't want a third person to know about what happened today. Otherwise, I don't think you'll want to face the consequences."
Amy couldn't struggle anymore.
She tried to scream, but the guards covered her mouth and dragged her away.
Leaving only Linnea and Caius.
Linnea sneaked a glance at this cold-faced man. As expected, he wouldn't believe Amy's one-sided story.
She asked carefully, "How did you get here so fast?"
She knew Caius had been secretly monitoring her.
To supervise Linnea's work progress and satisfy his possessive desire for his "underground lover," he'd arranged special surveillance in Linnea's work area.
At the slightest disturbance, his subordinates would immediately report to him.
He barely glanced at Linnea. "Focus on your work."
Then he left without looking back.
Leaving Linnea staring after him indignantly. This Caius, his mouth was harder than stone! Was it so difficult to admit he cared about her!
...
Meanwhile, Amy was like a defeated dog, interrogated at the police station for over ten hours.
Her delicate makeup was ruined, her hair messy as straw.
The police, who'd been "advised" by Caius's subordinates, treated her terribly. After just ten hours at the station, her stomach cramped to the point of dying.
Until her savior arrived: a plain-looking secretary who bowed and scraped to the police, offering premium liquor and many kind words before they released her.
The person leading her out of the station snorted coldly.
"If that gentleman didn't care whether you lived or died, you think some minor power could get you out so easily?"
Amy smiled obsequiously, but inside she grew more resentful.
Why did she have to rely on this incompetent rich boy who used her as a spy at Thorne Group while he partied with bar girls? Meanwhile, Linnea had the incredible luck to climb into Caius's bed?
She had to drag Linnea down!
"Stop scowling. If you don't want to get in the car, then get lost!"
Amy snapped back to reality. She put on a flattering smile for the impatient young man in the car. "Sir..."
"Don't come near me! Look how disgusting you are right now!"
The car window reflected Amy's disheveled appearance. Her nails nearly pierced her palms, but this man was her benefactor. She had to swallow her humiliation and say sweetly, "I believe you wouldn't do something useless. You must think I'm valuable, or you wouldn't have saved me, right... Mr. Jax?"
Her true identity was as Jax Knight's mistress and his spy planted in Thorne Group!