Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

Delia Field is also a young lady who has been living under the aura of praise and commendation since she was a child. Being scolded by Moore Howard, it would be a lie to say that she is not aggrieved.

Moore Howard, in an effort to capture hearts and minds, took it upon himself to make a pass at Delia Field despite his lingering anger.

“Never mind, I also overreacted and made you aggravated, I’m sorry.” With one word, Moore Howard made Delia Field’s tears retract.

Her mood also changed from cloudy to sunny, instantly recovering her energy, coming forward and reaching out to hook her hand around Moore Howard’s neck, looking at Moore Howard with spring in her eyes.

“It’s all my fault, I won’t make this kind of low-level mistake again in the future.”

She was now like a pet dog by Moore Howard’s side, as long as he beckoned, she wagged her tail and went up.

Even though her status and dignity had become so low, Delia Field was still steadfastly in love with Moore Howard, and her emotions overcame her reasoning, she didn’t even realize how low she had put her posture in order to keep Moore Howard’s heart.

The premise is that Moore Howard has to be hers alone too.

When love is in the air, some things happen naturally.

By the time Delia Field comes back to her senses, Moore Howard has already pushed her onto the bed and is kissing her delicately behind the ear.

This was Delia Field’s favorite time of day for Moore Howard, and it was the only time she could clearly feel that Moore Howard’s love for her was real.

Except for this time, she really doesn’t know if Moore Howard really loves her.

Love is such an empty existence.

Moore Howard likes to whisper in her ear and say lovey-dovey things to paralyze Delia Field’s nerves.

Her whole body was tingling, her mind a blank slate as the pleasure swept all thoughts away.

Naked limbs were entwined in an unshakable tangle.

Moore Howard came up to her ear and asked her, “Did you sleep with York Charlie, too?”

The words were followed by a smack on his shoulder from Delia Field, who pouted, “What are you talking about? York Charlie and I have made a pact to have no sex before marriage.”

She wouldn’t do anything that would betray him.

Moore Howard wasn’t surprised, and he taunted York Charlie in passing, “York Charlie’s a real piece of work, too, for holding back until now.”

Would love to see his reaction after learning that the person he’s always loved and believed in so deeply is the lover of the man who caused him to become the hater he is now, it’s going to be wonderful.

They didn’t warm up for long and were lingering when Moore Howard’s phone suddenly rang.

He immediately left the bed and went to the bathroom to answer it.

Delia Field couldn’t hear him clearly, but he looked very serious.

Hanging up the phone, Moore Howard turned around to see Delia Field standing naked in front of him and asked him with concern, “Did something happen?”

“Something did happen, but I don’t need your help,” Moore Howard gently pushes her away and walks over to the bed to pick up his messy clothes and put them on, “You go back first, I’ll leave later.”

Delia Field was reluctant, she hadn’t even finished what she wanted to say to him.

But right now Moore Howard seems to be in a hurry, Delia Field still chooses to accept his arrangement in order not to be a stumbling block for him.

Before leaving, Moore Howard suddenly called out to Delia Field.

“I have something else to tell you.”

Delia Field’s face showed joy, thinking that he was going to say some affectionate words, but to her surprise, what she got was a command with a serious tone, “You must remember to steal the reserve price data of his bidding session without anyone realizing it.”

The heart that had been thumping seemed to have stopped in an instant.

Delia Field pursed her lips and responded in a light tone, “Got it, and take care of yourself.”

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The bottom price of the bidding session.

Delia Field kept repeating what Moore Howard said in her mind, every word he said, she took it to heart, treating his instructions as if they were her most important thing in general.

She must get the bottom price in York Charlie’s hands.

Delia Field immediately called York Charlie, however he didn’t pick up and his cell phone stayed on active call.

It was his private number.

York Charlie supposedly blocked anyone in his life who might interfere with his work.

That included Delia Field.

With no choice but to bend over backwards to rush to THE FIELD GROUP, Delia Field had no choice but to do so.

Halfway to the Field Group, she suddenly hesitated. If she barged in at this time, not only would she not get what she wanted, but she might also make York Charlie suspicious.

He was very sensitive about everything related to work.

Thinking about this, Delia Field was anxious, but she could only go home and wait for the rabbit, she had to have the chance to do it in the late night, and she had to make sure that York Charlie would not wake up halfway.

As soon as she got home, the first thing she did was not to go and have a hot bath, but to ask the maid, “Is there any of the sleeping pills left from the time I had a nervous headache earlier?”

“Yes, miss, are you not feeling well?”

“Well … not sleeping too well these days, you bring it for me.”

“Okay.”

She tucked the sleeping pills in her pocket and sat down at the bartender to mix up a cocktail – her best tomorrow, and a mojito for herself – on foggy, lingering dry ice.

It was her little fling at home with York Charlie, and it came in handy now.

Delia Field ground up the sleeping pills and added them to tomorrow’s glass, the powder dispersing quickly in the blue drink.

Now it’s just waiting for York Charlie to come back.

…

In the meantime, York Charlie was getting ready to leave work.

He was in a good mood as he was in a must-win bidding session, and when the security guard in the underground garage greeted him, he responded with a polite nod.

It was a sign of his friendliness.

Just as he drove out of the parking lot, York Charlie got a call from Delia Field, “What’s up?”

“Are you coming back tonight?” Delia Field asked as she opened the door.

“Sure.”

“That would be great, I’m in a good mood today, I’ve made two cocktails and I’m just waiting for you to come back and drink them with me.” Delia Field was as gentle as ever.

He should have responded readily, however, all his attention was taken away when his eyes landed unobtrusively on Blanche Capra waiting in front of the office.

“Hey York are you listening?”

York Charlie snapped back, “I know, I’ll be back as soon as I can, wait for me at home.”

“Good.”

Hanging up the phone, York Charlie again had the vain feeling that he had done something wrong.

He could have told Delia Field that he was now off duty and ready to go back, but instead he said something that ambiguous, making it clear that he wanted to give Blanche Capra some time.

Damn it, why had he run into her.

York Charlie was still irritated at the thought and simply drove past her.

To his surprise, Blanche Capra had surprisingly good eyesight to notice it like that and immediately gave chase.

The steps were a bit slippery from the light snow, and Blanche Capra was in such a hurry that she almost slipped.

Luckily, she used her hands to support herself in time, so that her butt didn’t touch the ground.

Seeing her so adventurous, York Charlie couldn’t help himself at all, and emotion overcame reason as he opened the door and got out of the car, following her.

“Hey, are you okay?”

He held out his hand to Blanche Capra.