A middle-aged fat man came out in a bath towel. At the sight of the woman on the bed, he rubbed his hands and smiled lewdly, "Great, gorgeous, you're finally awake. Don't worry, as long as you serve me well, your husband's contract won't be a problem."

Unable to hold back any longer, he lunged at Chelsea.

She couldn't believe her ears. Morrel traded her for a contract. What was he thinking? Cuckolding himself?

"Go away! Don't touch me!"

"Bitch, stop pretending. You were enthusiastic on my bed five years ago. Once I'm satisfied, you'll have a lot to gain!"

Five years ago?

She didn't even know him!

The middle-aged man tore at her clothes. His filthy mouth aimed for her neck.

Before the information sank in, she abruptly raised her knee, "Turn to the one who wants your contract! This has nothing to do with me!"

While the man was covering his lower body, groaning, Chelsea hurriedly gathered her clothes and rushed out.

From a distance, she heard his angry roar, "Guards! Get that bitch!"

More and more men came to catch her. She was surrounded.

There was no way out.

She felt devastated. Was she going to be ruined by Morrel and Elise tonight?

No!

She would rather jump off the building!

In despair, she suddenly saw the open door of a presidential suite at the end of the corridor.

She lost no time to rush in.

"Who permitted you to come in?"

The icy voice of a man came out.

A startled Chelsea saw a young man coming out of the study with a cell phone in his hand.

He was wearing a white bathrobe. Under the snow-white fabrics was his honey-colored, robust chest. His face was as delicate as that of a prince in a painting.

But his deep eyes were glittering with a cold light.

The man knitted his brows and snapped, "Done watching?"

She snapped out of the daze, "S… sorry."

"There's a room!"

The voice of that middle-aged man's subordinate came in.

Appalled, Chelsea instinctively tried to find a place to hide.

Felix Lynch clasped her wrist. His eyes frosty, he barked, "Final chance, get out!"

Chelsea pleaded obsequiously, "They are after me, please help me. I'll reward you!" As the man was trying to drag her out unceremoniously, she gritted her teeth and abruptly held him, "Please."

The annoyed man tried to push her away when a unique fragrance attracted him.

The faint, cool fragrance like that of plum blossoms evoked his memory.

Five years ago, he was set up by an enemy and had a crazy night with a woman.

When he woke up, Mia Yates, the young lady of the Yates family from Pace City, was found sleeping beside him.

Mia got pregnant that night and gave birth to a son ten months later. However, he had no physical reactions for her ever again.

Somehow, he was aroused by this intruder.

As if having consciousness of their own, his big hands clasped her waist. Lust was surging in him, and he could not let go no matter what.

Bang!

Those men burst the door open.

Holding the woman, Felix turned around, pressed her against the wall, and instructed coldly, "Hayes, kick them out!"

Hayes Coachman came out from a corner. In just one bout, those men ended up on the floor, groaning. The door was closed, and the room fell back into silence.

Chelsea heaved a deep sigh of relief, "Thank you so much." She struggled, "Alright, please let go."

"That's not what you just said."

Chelsea involuntarily raised her head and met his dark eyes.

"You said that you'll reward me for my help."