The Suspect: Scheming Boss

George served Krishna attentively the entire meal, pushing the dishes toward her. It's good that the portion of every main course dish served to her was enough for one person. Hence, she can try another famous dish from another country. 

Thus, Krishna did not hold back since George let her eat to her heart's content. Meanwhile, the latter felt delighted to see her eating with relish. Watching her have a great appetite was contagious. It encouraged George to eat more. 

He picked up his wineglass and sipped the red contents—the wine he ordered to serve in this meal was his most expensive vintage collection, and he could tell that Krishna liked it, too. She didn't notice that George had opened the third bottle, and her cheeks were flushing red already. 

George raised his hand, and a waiter rushed to his side. 

"Bring out the desserts." 

"Right away, Mr. Graham!" 

Before Krishna became drunk, she must have tried the desserts he specially ordered to prepare by the famous pastries and dessert chefs he hired to work for him. 

While waiting, George poured Krishna's empty glass, which the latter accepted gladly. They clink glasses before sipping the red contents. The latter sighs with satisfaction after the wine reaches her throat. 

Since she would not pay a dime to the meal and wine she enjoyed today, she would thicken her face to rob George in broad daylight. 

In the past year and a half, she took no liquor, as she needed to nourish the growing life in her womb. After she gives birth, she breastfeeds George. Thus, she still avoids taking any alcoholic liquor. 

"Aren't you busy?" Putting down her wineglass, she looked at George and asked with curiosity. 

George took half an hour before he returned a while ago. He seemed occupied with work, but here he was, taking his time to accompany her for a lunch meal. 

Hearing her question with such curiosity, George raised his gaze and stared at the gorgeous woman across from him. 

Krishna subconsciously combed her hair with her slender fingers and gathered them to her left side after the wind blew in the other direction. Her hair danced around her back, and it sometimes covered her face. Thus, she habitually runs her fingers over the length of her hair, tucking a few strands into her ears before she resumes munching. 

However, her casual gesture, such as casually combing her hair, was an alluring sight for George. 

Krishna is wearing a bodycon halter dress, which displays her front generously. 

From time to time, George swallowed ample wine to clear the lump in his throat, but the liquor did not reduce his discomfort. Instead, it gradually ignites his nerves, making his body excited. 

After all, he was straight and a normal functioning man. 

Regardless, he had impressive restraint, having control over his body after training all these years. He meets countless beautiful women from all the countries he has been to, but he is well aware of their intentions and why they work hard to seduce him. 

In fact, his family sent a few of them to test him. But since he was devoted to Stella, they did not tempt him to sleep with any of them, but it taught him to have impressive control instead. 

After a long moment… 

"Mr. Graham…" 

"Prepare an overwater bungalow for me." 

"Alright, sir." the assistant manager hurried to distance himself. He then spoke to his collar, giving out some instructions. As he saw his boss carrying the woman in his arms, he quietly followed, then attentively pressed the button on the elevator and entered inside, tailing his boss. 

Standing by the side, the assistant manager peeked at the beauty in his boss' arms. The woman was drunk thoroughly after the fifth bottle. 

However, from his point of view, it was not the woman's fault. The person who keeps filling her glass is the suspect of an unsaid crime, none other than his cunning boss. 

He witnessed how scheming he was as a businessman and as an enemy. But he never had seen him taking advantage of a woman. In fact, this is the first time he dined with a woman alone. 

Most of the time, he would not join a meal without any other men but reject any invitation from women, fearing that they would take advantage of the opportunity and create a scandal, stirring trouble in his already chaotic life in the underworld. 

Now… He wondered why his boss deliberately got this beauty drunk. Or were they just his wild thoughts? 

What benefits does his boss get if he sleeps with this woman? 

As far as he knew, his boss was one of the youngest self-made billionaires in the world, not to mention his family's wealth, who is from a noble family in Europe. They have great connections and influences around the globe. 

Whoever sleeps with him is considered as fortunate. Countless desperate women dream of sleeping with him. Unfortunately, his boss was disgusted by them. He hates the idea of these women desiring to get famous by using him through a relationship.

Moreover, even if they have to pay him to warm their bed, which a few are ready to do, he would never be willing to touch such disgraceful women. 

He was raised as a nobleman, carrying the name of Graham Household and wearing the title of a modern duke in this era. Hence, the title of Duchess Graham is a big deal for his boss. He would not give it just randomly. 

Nonetheless, who was this woman his boss was carrying in his arms with such care? Since they entered the elevator, his eyes never left the woman. 

'She must be very dear to our boss's heart. I should remember her and ensure that I serve her well in the future. Oh, right! I must notify the others, too!' 

Ding! 

The assistant manager snapped and returned to his senses after hearing the elevator chime and hovering to open the door. They've finally arrived in the underground park. 

He waited for his boss to get out before he rushed to one of his luxury cars. He opened the door for his boss and waited until he could sit comfortably in the backseat before he entered the driver's seat and drove toward the enormous over-water bungalow. 

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On the third floor of this bungalow — the main bedroom — George placed Krishna on the bed with such care. He then opened the curtains so that fresh air came through the room. 

The latter was sweating profusely. Thus, he searched the bathroom cabinets for a hand towel and a small basin, then brought out the things he gathered. 

He patted the damp towel on Krishna's face and neck meticulously. His eyes fixated on her delicate face, ignoring the chime on his phone. 

After he made a phone call and ordered Rowan to pick up Stella, Dillion reported that the Black Dragon Organization base in Portugal successfully seized the territory in the eastern part of the country so close to Mirada. 

George lingered, his gaze on Krishna. He was pondering over concerns for the safety of his son. 

'What should I do to convince this woman to move our son away from Mirada? That organization planned to take over the southwestern part of Spain. I need to make a move and assign more people to stop them from expanding their territory.' 

Deciding, George dialed Aleck Graham Perreira's contact. He ordered, "I want you to take care of the east border. I will send our men based in Southern Spain to help keep the Western territory." 

'That was my son's maternal ancestors' beloved hometown. I have to protect it!' thought George. 

"Alright." On the other line, Aleck sat up from the bed. As soon as the call ended, two delicate hands wrapped around his flat waist, and a sweet voice sounded in his right ear. 

"What's the matter?" 

"George gives out an order to attack the border. The Black Dragon occupied that territory recently." 

Hearing this, Camilla loosened her hold on Aleck and hurried to grab her phone. "I'll call Dad to warn them and be prepared for an upcoming war." 

Camilla did not waste another second. She dialed her father's contact and was answered immediately. 

"My beautiful Hija…" 

"Papa! The Greene family is making a move! The Black Dragon had just occupied Eastern Portugal." Camilla did not wait for his father to finish his doting lines whenever she phoned him. 

Martin Rodriguez constricted his pupils upon hearing this. "Understood. I'll go send your brother to check things in Palermo Ranch." 

"George Graham's men are recently in the town. What are you planning to do about them?" asked Camilla before her father ended their conversation. 

"I'll think about it. I think we should team up since we all have the same goal." 

"Está bien, papá." 

The father and daughter did not prolong the conversation and accomplished what they needed to do. 

"Are you leaving tonight?" Camilla asked Aleck after the call ended. 

"No. I will attend the party with you. Remember, we have unfinished business," Aleck replied meaningfully. 

"Right." Camilla curled her red lips. 

"Come here." Aleck pulled her into his arms and resumed where they left off. 

"Aleck!" 

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On the other side, Rowan dialed George's phone number for the second time, to no avail. His brother did not answer any of his calls or messages. He wanted to report that Stella was fine. If she takes a rest today, her foot will be fine tomorrow. 

However, George seemed not to care at all, which was very strange. 

In the past, once he learned the news that Stella was hurt, he would fly the distance so that he would be the first person to arrive and bring Stella to the hospital. 

However, while he interrogates the mercenaries they captured, one of his subordinates relayed George's message. He wanted him to pick up Stella at the mall. It confused him why George couldn't do it. He knew that today was their fittings and Stella would be there, too. 

He thought George would bring Stella to lunch after, but to his surprise, the former left Anna's shop as soon as they had finished the fittings and took Krishna with him. He went to George's suite, but the only people there were Dillion and Benny. They said their boss had a lunch date at Seaside Resort with Krishna. 

It shocked Rowan when he heard this. He thought he only misheard it, but Michael confirmed it. The boss ordered them not to disturb him unless the emergency was a matter of life and death. 

"Rowan, where is George? I'm hungry. Is he coming?" Stella had only a slight sprain, but her appearance was too pitiful, as if she was diagnosed with severe illness. Since her acts are no longer effective on Florian, the person she wants to pester now is George. Strangely, the latter has been cold to her lately. 'Is it because of that vixen? Where did she get her guts to seduce both Florian and George? Did she learn how Margarette resembles her, and that's the card she uses?' 

Stella was fuming in silence. She was careful that Rowan would not catch the hatred burning in her eyes. She suppressed her irate and carried on in her pitiful facade. 

"I'm sorry, Stella. George was at an important virtual conference. No one must disturb him." 

Rowan has no choice but to lie to Stella. He feels pity for her that Florian has been abandoning her, so he doesn't want her to think that George is also ignoring her. 

"Okay." Sadness is visible on her face. She also squeezed some tears that added to her pitiful appearance. 

"Stay here. I'll phone someone to take care of your discharge, and then I will accompany you for lunch." 

"Alright!" She smiled sweetly, showing that Rowan's effort to comfort her was effective.

After all, Rowan is an excellent young man. He was still known as George's younger brother, Graham's immediate heir, beside George and Florian. His influence and power are not that inferior to theirs. 

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She could not breathe and felt a bit of discomfort. 

But the cause she was short of breath was because of the weight crushing her body. 

'What is going on?' 

She felt like a similar incident had happened in the past. However, her memory is vague. 

She wanted to open her mouth to speak. But the moment her lips parted, someone invaded inside, roaming. 

"Hmmm…" she moaned, struggling to break free but to no avail. 

She has no strength at all. Moreover, she felt like her head spun around, preventing her from thinking straight. 

Did someone take advantage of her? Krishna tried hard to gather her thoughts in one place. 

"George!"