Chapter 5

The next day, the gowns arrived three hours late.

When I asked, I found out Ethan had taken the white gown I chose to have it altered.

The dress was already made to my measurements, so it was clear who he was having it altered for.

Forget it. I was about to leave anyway. No point in arguing with people from this world anymore.

Soon, the day of the company's bell-ringing ceremony arrived.

I put on a smile and gracefully accompanied Ethan through the ceremony.

Sophia's eyes in the audience below were burning with jealousy, looking like they could bore holes in me.

As the boss's wife, I also had to attend the shareholders' meeting, forcing myself to stay alert.

In the past, I would have carefully recorded every word at these meetings, not missing a single detail.

Then I'd go back and help Ethan analyze how to make the company even better.

But now, none of it mattered to me anymore. All the facts and figures made me drowsy.

Suddenly, I heard Ethan shout angrily.

"What's going on? Who put together today's PowerPoint?"

I looked up to see that all 99 slides of the presentation were filled with my boudoir photos - innocent ones, seductive ones...

Without exception, they were all quite revealing.

It was the year I loved him most. Ethan had begged me for a long time before I finally agreed to take those photos as a memento for him.

"Mr. Clarke, there's no need to share your little couple's games with all of us shareholders. Are you trying to make us part of your roleplaying?"

"I think Ms. Johnson has a great figure. Mr. Clarke, are you doing this because you want to share the joy with everyone? Haha!"

The male shareholders' lecherous gazes fell on me as they made one mocking comment after another.

"It was my fault. I used Mr. Clarke's computer for the presentation and accidentally used the wrong file!"

Sophia, dressed in a smart business suit, hurried to admit her mistake, looking like she was about to cry.

"It's fine, it's just a mix-up with the files. Don't make such a big deal out of it. Sophia, redo it and let's continue the meeting!"

Ethan brushed it off carelessly, clearly more protective of his cute little secretary.

The other female shareholders looked at me with unbearably pitying eyes.

"Ethan, I'm the one whose private photos were exposed. She should apologize to me, and you owe me an explanation too."

I stood up and looked at Ethan.

But before Ethan could speak, Sophia had already started fake crying:

"Sis, don't blame Mr. Clarke. I was too careless. If you want to scold someone, scold me!"

I was about to leave anyway. No point in trying to get along with anyone in this world.

Since that's how it is...

I swung my arm and slapped her hard across the face.

"You're right, you deserve to be scolded and hit!"

"Olivia! How could you hit someone!"

"Sophia just made a small mistake at work. Do you have to keep harping on it?"

"Besides, if you thought those photos were inappropriate for others to see, why did you agree to take them in the first place!"

Ethan pulled Sophia behind him protectively and angrily berated me, spittle flying.

I looked at my conquest target and suddenly felt dizzy.

Steadying myself against the table, I found it laughably ironic.

Maybe I never truly knew Ethan. Maybe what I thought was his love for me was just an illusion created by the conquest.

How foolish of me to think that was love.

Ethan was still insulting me with vicious words, saliva spraying everywhere.

I raised my head and slowly walked towards him.

"You're right. I was so focused on hitting her, I forgot about you."

SLAP!

An incredibly loud slap rang out in the meeting room.

For a moment, everyone fell into an awkward silence.

"Shut up. She illegally shared my private photos. I'm calling the police!"

I crossed my arms and said.

Sophia gently tugged on Ethan's sleeve.

Ethan said coldly: "We can't call the police. Olivia, be more gracious and don't make such a big deal out of this with a young girl."

"Those photos star you. What good will it do you if this blows up? In the end, you'll be the one embarrassed!"

I shook my head with a smile: "With that attitude, it's hard for me not to call the police."

"Then what do you want?"

"I want half of the shares you hold. Sign them over to me right now!"

"And I want you to marry me."