Chapter 18 Chee Me Biebay Geog
Chapter 18 Give Me Bluebay Group
The sound echoed loudly in the empty room. Harry stopped, and the room’s lights came on at that moment. He stared at Catherine beneath him, and his eyes gradually regained clarity.
“Sorry, I drank too much,” he said regretfully.
Catherine’s eyes were red, and she was almost completely exposed under Harry’s gaze. Her chest bore messy fingerprints, her lips were red and swollen, and it was all his “handiwork”.
Harry looked away. His throat was dry and scratchy. He got up and placed a blank check on the
nightstand. “I thought you were…”
“Thought I was Michelle?”
Catherine pulled the blanket over herself. After the fear came endless anger, though her voice still trembled from lingering shock. “Harry, you really know how to humiliate people.”
Harry didn’t deny it. This was indeed his mistake. He’d had a business dinner today and inevitably had too much to drink. He didn’t know why Adrian had brought him here.
When he heard movement at the door, he instinctively treated this place as his own home. When he caught her familiar scent, his desire kicked in. He desperately needed sex to relieve his drunken fatigue.
He and Catherine had slept together countless times over two years. His body instinctively responded to her scent, so when Catherine appeared, his control snapped.
The more she struggled, the more he wanted to conquer her. Then, that slap brought him to
his senses.
“This is my fault. Whatever compensation you need, just ask.” Harry turned his back to Catherine and straightened his clothes.
Catherine curled up against the headboard. Her voice was hoarse. “Fine, then give me Bluebay Group.”
Harry paused, loosening his tightened tie as he spoke in a low voice. “That won’t work. Choose something else.”
Catherine laughed coldly, “That’s the only thing I want.”
“You know Adrian’s number. Tell him when you’ve decided,” Harry said dismissively. Catherine grabbed a pillow from the bed and threw it at him hard. “Then, get out! Get out!”
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Harry was hit squarely by the pillow. He picked it up and placed it back on the bed. His voice was calm. “Rest well.”
He was completely different from the crazed man from moments before.
This made Catherine feel frustrated and hurt. As she watched Harry’s departing figure, she said angrily, “Harry Zimmerman, you’re such a bastard!”
Her only response was the heavy sound of the door closing. He had left her in this state, yet acted like nothing had happened. He was always like this. His indifferent eyes were always reflecting her disheveled appearance.
She hated Harry. Catherine sniffled, then suddenly noticed her phone lighting up. It was a message from Jeremy.
“I heard some commotion upstairs just now. Did something happen?”
Catherine replied that everything was fine. Just as she was about to put her phone down, a transfer notification popped up. It was five million dollars.
Catherine felt an indescribable sense of irony. She tossed her phone away and pulled the blanket over her head.
As soon as Harry came downstairs, he saw Jeremy leaning against his car and frowned. “What are you doing here?”
Jeremy looked up. “Why can’t I be here?”
Hearing the hostility in Jeremy’s tone, Harry’s expression grew cold. Remembering how he’d seen Catherine at Bell Group that day, Harry smirked and said nonchalantly, “What? Do you like Catherine?”
