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Trial Marriage Husband : I Am CEO's Plaything

“You bastard! Because of your behavior now I'm getting drunk!" After broke up with her previous boyfriend who had runaway with her all moneys, Lisa, an employee at a multinational company, had to fight tooth and nail to support her sick mother and her sister who was still in college. Fed up with endless life and sad financial conditions, Lisa decides to have a one night love affair with a handsome man of European descent who turns out to be her own boss, a CEO at the company where she works. For the sake of dwindling savings and the scorn of those who make fun of her, Lisa was forced to be willing to satisfy the CEO's wild appetite. Even Lisa began to think about agreeing to give herself up to be the wife of a wild man in order to maintain the financial stability of her family's life. What kind of marriage would Lisa have living with a wild CEO who never stops toying with her body? What did the CEO mean to ask Lisa to marry him? Is it just to satisfy his fantasy? Or…

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Receiving Help

Thousands of questions immediately filled Lisa's mind when she heard Oscar's question. She wanted to ask where the man got the information about her problems at the office. But remembering that Oscar was close to Indri stopped her from asking. The man must have dug up some information about her from Indri.

Lisa let go of Oscar's arms and sat facing him. For a few seconds, she was silent, not knowing where to start. She was afraid that if she told him everything, Oscar would do something reckless. Maybe Oscar would scoff at her and accuse her.

But half of her knew that Oscar definitely wouldn't accuse her carelessly.

"You know that I don't actually plagiarize someone else's proposal, right?" Lisa asked quietly, as if she wasn't confident.

Oscar frowned, "Of course. When I heard the news that you were accused of plagiarizing other people's work, I didn't believe it. But apparently, it's not the same with others. They don't believe you, do they?"