Chapter ５

"Frank has a good taste. You picked my favorite at a glance. I can't give it to you casually."

Emily's heart sank. She looked at Eason Wills in disbelief. Was he treating her as a trading product? She could even feel the sharp eyes of the two women who had just gloated over her misfortune.

"As long as you are willing to, Mr. Wills, the bidding will be easy."

Emily's heart sank. She could only hear Eason Wills chuckle in her ear.

"Hurry up. As long as you please our Frank, your scandal will be solved naturally."

"No..." Emily's voice was low, but the despair in her eyes was heartbreaking.

Eason Wills's face changed. He never liked to be disobedient, and he didn't expect that Emily, who had always been obedient, would refuse. But when he saw the cold and stubborn expression on Emily's face, he was stunned, but only for a moment.

Emily was almost forcibly stuffed into Frank's arms. The other party was so anxious that she had no strength to struggle at all. She was just a little actress who was tired of being played by Eason Wills. As long as she offended anyone here today, her acting path would come to an end.

With a smile on his handsome face, Eason Wills lazily Leaned against the sofa and seemed to be kind enough to propose to Frank.

"I have prepared a presidential suite for you."

The greasy lips lingered around her neck. Emily felt like she was in a dream today. She was held into Frank's arms in a daze. Before she left, she looked back desperately at Eason Wills behind her, only to see that he was teasing the two women.

In the huge presidential suite, Emily was locked inside. Listening to the sound of running water in the bathroom, she was unusually numb. She stood up, took out an ice breaker from the fridge and put it under the pillow.

"My beauty,you’re urgent." Frank only wore a bath towel. He hurriedly picked up Emily and threw her on the bed.

Emily's eyes widened. Her body was covered with Frank's fat skin. Her stomach was churning. She recalled the cold eyes of Eason Wills when she left just now.

"My little beauty, as long as you make me happy today, I can give you anything you want." Frank patted on Emily's face, turned around and took out some props from the drawer at the bedside.

Emily didn't expect that Frank was a pervert. If he succeeded today, she would lose half her life.

"No! Go away!"

Emily fumbled under the pillow. She pointed at Frank with a knife and quickly covered her exposed skin.

"Don't come over! I will kill you."

Seeing her trembling hands and unable to hold the knife steadily, Frank sneered.

"How dare you kill me?"

Emily's hands were shaking and her hair was in a mess. She tried to calm herself down. She gasped and suddenly smiled inexplicably.

"I dare not? You can have a try!" Emily knew that she was doomed today, but she'd better cut off all means of retreat if she had to endure it.

However, Frank was obsessed with her. He grabbed Emily's wrist and pressed her on the bed with an obscene smile.

"Even if I die, I will die fucking you!"

Emily was struggling hard. A hint of anger flashed across Frank's face. He slapped her hard and locked Emily's hands with handcuffs at the head of the bed.

Emily was almost unconscious after being slapped. She could only feel that her clothes were torn. She closed her eyes bitterly and shook the handcuffs on her hands feebly.

Looking at the half covered clothes and fair and delicate skin of Emily, Frank couldn't help feeling lustful. He pulled off the bath towel and tried to touch her with his fat hands trembling.

"Bang!" the door was suddenly kicked open. Frank looked at the person in astonishment. Before he could react and cover the key parts of his body, he was confused by the flashlight.

"What are you doing? Do you know who I am?"

The man smiled as if he had succeeded.

"Of course we know who you are." After saying that, he respectfully moved aside to make way for her. Behind him, Eason Wills, who was surrounded by the crowd, strode forward, and looked at the disgusting tools on the bed with a flash of disgust in his eyes.

"Frank, can you stand this surprise?"

Frank widened his eyes and pointed at him with his trembling fingers.

"What... What are you doing? Eason Wills, I have never offended you."

Raising his eyebrows slightly, Eason Wills sneered.

"You didn't offend me? Frank, where did you get the twenty million dollars from your account yesterday? Frank, you are really a good planner. After taking my benefits, you turned around and sold the bidding information of my entertainment dream to [Tomson]. It's really a good deal..."

Hearing this, Frank's eyelids twitched. He sat on the bed with a pale face. He thought that he would never Leak what he had done, but he still underestimated Eason Wills's means.

"I'm not an unreasonable person. After all, I still need your help in Dream. As long as Frank can perform well in [Tomson] and help me win the bid, what happened today will be cancelled. If you don't want to, I've heard that Frank has a virtuous wife. I don't know if your father-in-law..."

Before Eason Wills finished his words, Frank had already understood what he meant. If the photo was seen by his father-in-law, the mayor, he would have no place to stay in the city.

Frank looked at Eason Wills viciously and unwillingly.

"Do I still have the chance to refuse?"

Eason Wills smiled gently.

"Let's move for Frank." As soon as he finished his words, several strong men dragged the naked Frank out of the room.

On the bed, Emily listened to the farce with her eyes closed. She smiled bitterly in her heart. Eason Wills was so scheming.

The handcuffs on her wrists were unlocked, and her half naked body was wrapped in a thin blanket and held into a strong embrace. The ice breaker hidden under the pillow fell to the ground with a bang. Eason Wills took a look at it and gently stroked her hair.

"The problem on the Internet has been solved, and no one will come to you in the future."

Emily still didn't open her eyes. She was afraid that tears would fall as soon as she opened her eyes. But her heart was so bitter that it seemed to be pulled up.

What the hell was this? Did she become a mistress who devoted herseof to a mistress recognized by the rich man?

She should have asked what she was in Eason Wills's eyes?

But she was so tired that she didn't even have the strength to sigh. Forget it. She was so tired that she fell into a dream. How good it would be if she could not wake up.