CEO’s Seduction Trap

Five years ago, Mason, even with his own troubles, insisted on sponsoring Leila, despite the turmoil in The Ramirez Family. Four children were kidnapped, one died, one went insane, and one fell ill. The only one unharmed was Mason, yet he still insisted on sponsoring a complete stranger.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

For this, the old Mr. Ramirez scolded him endlessly. Reflecting on those days, Caleb still feels a sense of melancholy.

After Caleb finished speaking, Mason didn’t respond immediately. After about half a minute, Mason looked up and said, “Do you remember where we were kidnapped?”

Caleb replied, “Yort city, why?”

As Caleb realized something, he slapped his thigh abruptly. “That’s where you met Leila!”

Mason leaned back in his chair. “It was just a chance encounter.” He picked up the lighter from the table and played with it in his hand. “While I was being rescued, I happened to come across The Patel Group going bankrupt. A group of debt collectors was threatening and intimidating her outside her house.”

Caleb was taken aback.

“At that time, my brother had just died. To be honest, I even contemplated suicide. But the moment I saw Leila, I suddenly felt something inside me awaken, as if I came back to life…”

Caleb had heard about The Patel Group’s bankruptcy back then. The rumor was that The Patel Group’s president had fled with the money, leaving behind an empty shell of a company.

Leila was still in college at the time. A pampered girl since childhood, Caleb couldn’t imagine how she managed to cope with so many creditors.

After hearing Mason’s words, Caleb was at a loss for words.

Mason chuckled softly. “I remember it vividly. There was a man in his forties shouting about jumping off a building. Leila, dressed in a white dress, looked at him with unwavering determination and said, ‘Your death won’t solve anything. If you trust me, wait a few years. My father’s debts to you will be repaid in full.'”

Caleb remarked, “Her words sound naive, and her promise seems empty.”

“But she spoke the truth. She kept her promise. Over the next few years, she worked tirelessly to repay the debts. She was like a resilient wildflower on the edge of a cliff, striving to live her life to the fullest.”

The office fell into a brief silence.

After a moment, Caleb cleared his throat. “So, what are you planning to do now?”

Mason’s slender fingers flicked the gears of the lighter. With a snap, the flame ignited. “I don’t have any plans regarding her.”

Caleb sounded somewhat skeptical. “Really?”

Mason mocked, “Do you think, with my status, I would stoop to being a homewrecker?”

Caleb countered, “Aren’t you already? Knowing she has a boyfriend and still eager to sleep with her. Not just once, but twice.”…

Meanwhile, Mrs. Patel and Leila were having dinner.

“You tell Hunter you have a new boyfriend? Is it true or false?” Mrs. Patel asked.

Leila hesitated, then replied vaguely, “Uh-huh.”

Mrs. Patel looked straight at her. “Is it true?”

Leila reached for her juice, wanting to deny it. But she realized she had many things to explain afterward.

If she told Mrs. Patel the new boyfriend was fake, Mrs. Patel would inevitably ask about the man Hunter mentioned that night. And talking about that night would bring up being drugged, which would likely prompt Mrs. Patel to advise her to return to Yort city.

Thinking about all this, Leila reluctantly said, “It’s true.”

Mrs. Patel, still concerned, asked, “How is he?”

“Pretty good.”

“What does he do for a living?”

“Similar to me.”

“Is he from Nova Group too?”

“No.”

“Then where is he from?”

Feeling flustered, Leila accidentally bit her lip. “The Ramirez Group.”

There were only a few real estate companies in Neo city. She couldn’t say Nova Group, in case Mrs. Patel moved to Neo city later and her colleagues slipped up. She definitely couldn’t say Ascend Group, or Hunter would ruin her. She wasn’t familiar with other companies, so only Mason’s The Ramirez Group remained.

Hearing Leila mention The Ramirez Group, Mrs. Patel nodded and said, “I’ve heard of it. Seen it on TV often, seems like a big company.”

“Yeah.”

Mrs. Patel continued, “Your father was considering collaborating with The Ramirez Group before, had several meetings, but then…”

As she trailed off, Mrs. Patel fell silent for a moment before regaining her composure and saying, “When do you have time to bring your boyfriend home? Next weekend, perhaps, it’s a good time.”

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