Begging For A Reconciliation

would be able to succeed so well in separating that b*tch from Ethan! He ought to be extremely happy

now that he's managed to obtain the woman of his dreams, right?"

The assistant nodded. "Yes, according to my sources, he's very pleased. The only thing is, Ms.

Lancaster, the employee we managed to buy off at Dream Designs is probably going to have her

employment terminated soon. Hendrik found out about her."

A venomous look glinted in Anna's eyes. "They keep flocking around that woman as if she's the sun! If

she suffers even a little bit of humiliation, they'll exact constant retribution!" She gnashed her teeth,

then asked sharply, "We won't get dragged into this, will we?"

"As long as they don't have any concrete proof or more substantial evidence, we'll be fine if we deny

everything."

Anna's manner mellowed significantly at that. "Alright. Even though we managed to poison that b*tch

the other day at the auction, and she won't live that much longer, we still need to be vigilant. She must

not be allowed to ruin what I have with Ethan right now!"

"Yes, Ms. Lancaster."

The next day, Leah waited till Shawn had left before she hurried to search the other rooms, but she

was not able to discover anything else. When he returned in the evening, he showed that he was

aware of what she had been up to, of course.

"Sarah, what were you hunting for in the store room today?"

Leah was prepared this time, however. "You won't get me a new phone, and I was bored, so I went

poking around the place."

Her casual tone gave Shawn a start, and he stared at her. Under the glinting light of the chandelier, her

expression appeared tranquil and gentle. His heart skipped a beat.

A pleasant wave of well-being enveloped him, and his attitude mellowed as well. He reached out and

tugged Leah into his arms, then handed her his phone. "If you want to play any games or purchase

anything, you can use this. The password on all my accounts is your date of birth."

Leah felt like screaming and shoving him away, but she forced herself to control her feelings. Taking

the phone, she looked at it and nodded. "Oh, I see. Alright."

The phone might well be fitted with a monitoring device, but regardless, she now had a means of

contacting any outside party and could use it in an emergency.

Shawn had not expected her to actually accept his phone; a tingling sensation filled him from head to

toe. He could not help wanting more of the soft-voiced, alluring woman in his arms. Tightly, he enfolded

her hand in his and murmured in her ear, "Sarah, I want you."

Leah's face paled. She very nearly pushed him away so she could run out of the room. However, if she

did that, her plans would be ruined. "No, Shawn," she replied, firmly rejecting his proposition outright.

Before his mood could change, she continued, "I know my daughter is older now, but I'm a bit more

conservative. We're not clear about what our relationship is at the moment, so I don't want to give

myself to you yet."

This cleverly defused Shawn's initial angry reaction. Frowning, he said slowly, "I can marry you, and we

could get acquainted after that. I'll give you whatever you want."

However, Leah pretended to be annoyed. "You always say that, but you should know that what I hate

most is people lying to me. You've got so much still that you're keeping from me; I don't feel secure at

all around you."

Shawn was taken aback; he looked rather conflicted but continued to hold her. "What do you want to

know?"

Leah's tension relaxed slightly when he said this. "Nothing in particular. If you really want to tell me,

you'll tell me without me asking." She gave a little sigh and pulled away from his embrace.

Shawn was normally very shrewd, but Leah's words overset all his common sense, and he did not

realize that she had very carefully laid a trap for him. He pursed his lips slightly. "I'll slowly let you in on

my secrets after we get married."

The two of them went to sleep in the same bed; as usual, nothing happened between them.

Once the lights were out, the conflicting emotions in Leah's eyes were even harder to conceal. Was he

truly going to wait until after they were married before he told her everything…?

The next day, Shawn had breakfast with Leah, then left the house. However, he did not go to work as

usual but instructed his assistant to choose a good venue for a marriage proposal and make some

preliminary wedding preparations.

An irate Jackson managed to locate him at a bridal shop. "What are you doing? I know marrying this

woman is what's going to make us rich, but you don't need to go to such lengths for it! You're nothing

like what you were before; at the moment your lovey-dovey brain has turned to mush!" He stared in

burning resentment at Shawn, who was acting like a lovesick puppy, and felt a sense of utter loathing

and disappointment.

If this idiot were not so constantly irresolute about that woman, their plans would not have failed time

and time again!

Shawn shot Jackson a cold glance of dislike, then turned back to admire the wedding veil he was

fingering. "Yes, I know. As long as our scheme goes ahead as planned, that's the important thing,

right?"