Domineering…

Bossy….

Arrogant…

Controlling…

That is Mrs. Liliana Montez—Fu,

And she would never let a minor mishap ruin her son.

Zhang Ying nodded at her future mother-in-law. Her blood was boiling with anger and humiliation. Who would have thought that this woman would just lay out all the cards in front of her?

How could Zhang Ying let someone control her actions like this?

"Good. I believe we already have an understanding." Mrs. Fu's tone turned gentle, her eyes wrinkled as she smiled at Zhang Ying. "I always knew that you are one smart woman. I never doubted my son's choice. As long as you would do everything that could benefit my son then… we won't have a problem. Your crimes will stay a secret. Until you die."

"I understand, Mrs. Fu." She forced a smile. "I love Edward and… I would do everything for him."

"Oh, dear…" Mrs. Fu laughed. "Edward is lucky to have you. I heard from the driver that you are going to Edward's office?"

"Yes, Mrs. Fu."

'Wonderful. I – I won't let you stay any longer. I don't want Edward to be upset that I stole you away from him."

Zhang Ying smiled and nodded. Then she excused herself and left the office. The moment Zhang Ying got into the car that would take her to Edward's office, she burst into tears.

Talking to that woman was just as suffocating as being kept in a small room without any windows or sunlight.

The moment Zhang Ying left the room, the smile on Mrs. Fu's face disappeared. She finished her wine and went back to sit on her chair behind her rectangular wooden table.

"Madame, Miss Zhang already left."

Her secretary bowed.

"Hmmm. Good." Then she opened her computer and looked at the video of Zhang Xin with Sera again. "You said that… she was charged with assault?"

"Yes, Madame. Miss Sera Zhang was charged with assault but she was able to post bail."

"And this happened before she arrived here?"

"Yes, Madame."

Fu snorted. "It seems that she had gotten a bit smarter. Show me her file again?"

Fu opened the folder that her secretary gave her. "So… she is working in a computer company."

"Yes, her fried Miss Xu is the CEO, but if you check the shares. They have equal shares with the company. They just had a deal with Quinn Media."

"Quinn Media. Do we know someone from Quinn Media?"

"Unfortunately, Mr. Fu informed me that Quinn Media just canceled a big project with Fu Group."

"When was this?"

"A few hours ago."

"Was it after… or before Miss Sera Zhang was invited to the prison?"

"After."

"Interesting." Mrs. Fu stared at Sera's image. "I would love to know more about Miss Sera. Invite her for a coffee. You know what? I believe we could squeeze in some massage together. Why don't you find out her schedule and… create some coincidences?"

"Madame this…"

"Is there something wrong?"

"I already tried to check her schedule and…"

"And what?"

"She doesn't have one. Also, the place that she is living is under her name so I can't send out men to asked about her from guards."

"The house is under her name?"

"Yes, Madame. It was a few… millions worth."

"Where did she get the money?"

"That—Our people are still trying to find out who gave her the money."

"Very… interesting."

"Madame… if Young Master finds out that…."

"Oh, no. He can't find out about Sera. He would tell me to stop intervening again when all I really wanted was to make him as comfortable as possible." Mrs. Fu sighed. Men and their ego. "Call my husband tell him to avoid the Zhang's for now. I cannot let him associate with Nick anymore. Ah, let me call him myself."

Meanwhile, Zhang Ying could only hide the fact that she had been crying as she applied another layer of make-up. She then got out of the car and immediately smiled at the guard, who opened the door for her.

…..

Just like Zhang Ying, Sera was actually feeling a bit stressed right now. It wasn't because of Mrs. Fu. It was because of a certain Mr. Quinn who was trying to… seduce her?

Well, he wasn't really doing anything to her, and she found this a bit… weird. Alright, maybe she was waiting for him to do it. And it was indeed shameful to admit that she was getting used to him, always doing something that could easily irritate her.

This man sitting next to her, reading a book without even touching her is just… new.

"You look tired," Chris said. "Do you need a massage? Maybe some wine could help you relax?"

"Huh?" She frowned and looked at the book he was reading. "No need. I will sleep."

"You have been saying that you will sleep for a few hours now."

"Yeah. I am too tired. I can't sleep. And I need to finish something."

He slowly moved closer to her. Almost immediately, the goosebumps started. It slithered into her body, creating pulses in her core. "What are you doing?"

"Creating a code."

"For what?"

"Copying something."

"Copying what?"

"It's illegal."

"Oh!" He leaned closer and rested his head on her shoulders. "You smell so good."

She stiffened, but quickly relaxed when he moved his head away and started reading the book again. She wondered what was so interesting about the book. Was it some… "What are you reading?"

"A romance novel."

"Oh?" She moved her head to check the book, but he was quick to move it away.

"Don't peek. You should just code."

Sera squinted. Then she slowly put her laptop on the side table near her. "What is it?" she asked.

He chuckled and put the book behind him. "Not telling."

Sera smirked before she suddenly pushed him and straddled his hips, Then, she rested on his haunches and tried to reach out for the book. "What are you doing?" he asked, chuckling. "You are too small. How could straddling me help you?"

And she hated to admit that he was right. She glared at him and was about to move out of his hips when his hand held both of her legs, stopping her from moving. Then, his lips lifted into… a smile.