Chapter 251: Chapter 251: Just You Wait
Ivana Monroe didn’t need to think to know it was Leon Keane. She blushed, pretending to be calm: "Leon, why aren’t you taking a bath? What are you doing here?"
Leon Keane chuckled softly in her ear: "Honey, I’ve drawn a bath. Let’s shower together."
Shower together? What a joke!
Ivana felt it wasn’t a bath but being devoured and wiped clean by him.
Ivana refused: "No way, you go first."
Leon had anticipated her response, his thin lips brushing against her burning earlobe, gently rubbing: "Honey, which part of you haven’t I seen? Don’t be shy, let’s bathe together."
Leon was a man of action. After he spoke, he lifted Ivana into his arms.
Ivana let out a soft cry. Thinking of Timmy and Ian in the next room, she closed her mouth, glaring at Leon angrily.
Leon was wearing a blue shirt with the top three buttons undone, exposing the healthy color of his chest. His Adam’s apple moved, a deadly temptation.
So alluring!
Ivana blushed deeply, squirming her slender body, trying to get down from his arms.
We can’t do this... something might happen in the bathroom!
Leon tightened his embrace around her, gazing at her with burning eyes. The person in his arms was as beautiful as a flower, shyly looking at him. His once-proud self-control had gone to hell.
He only wanted to possess her fiercely.
"Don’t move. If you wriggle any more, I’m afraid I can’t control myself and might take you right where we are," Leon said hoarsely.
"..." Ivana.
Leon carried Ivana to the bathroom.
Ivana saw the large circular bathtub already filled with hot water, steaming, its clear surface scattered with bright rose petals, looking like an imperial concubine’s bath.
Ivana was speechless.
Leon set her down, starting to help her undress.
Ivana’s heart trembled. She held his hands, her gaze flickering as she thought of something: "That one million, was it you who sent it to XX Hospital in my name?"
Leon frowned slightly. Discussing such matters at this time was a bit of a mood killer.
Leon denied it: "What one million? I don’t know. Alright, honey, let’s not digress. Take a bath quickly! The water will get cold."
Ivana suspiciously looked at him, truly ignorant? Or pretending not to know?
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The next day, at Kane Group.
Leon Keane was in high spirits, his usual stern and handsome face softened as if something good had happened to him.
Derrick Stern noticed, Secretary Sullivan noticed as well, and even the most oblivious people in the company felt the boss seemed to be in a better mood today.
"How are the internet trolls handled?" Leon asked.
"Report to the boss, all the accounts of the trolls have been hacked. However, they may not give up easily. After all, they’re trolls; that’s how they earn their living. They will continue to apply for new accounts and make a comeback."
"Has the opponent’s computer been hacked?" Leon frowned.
Well... no.
Derrick was very frustrated. He was so focused on hacking the troll accounts yesterday that he forgot to hack the opponent’s computer. He shook his head at Leon, ready to be reprimanded.
Secretary Sullivan also felt a cold sweat for Derrick.
How could you not feel for your boyfriend?
"Stop standing there. Hack it for me now," Leon said casually.
"Huh?" Derrick was shocked. The boss wasn’t scolding him? Not even a word of reproach?
"What’s ’huh’?" Leon was getting impatient.
"Nothing... nothing." Derrick lowered his head, quickly opening his computer.
Today, Kiki Jennings was in a bad mood. That fool Michelle Monroe, with such a good hand, she managed to ruin everything!
Your mother had a stroke and is undergoing surgery, yet you weren’t waiting outside the operating room? Instead, you ran out hoping to die?
Originally, she was hoping that Michelle’s incident would ferment, leading the trolls to bash Ivana intensely. When Ivana’s photos would be released online today, what a spectacle that would be!
Forget it, she didn’t want to get angry with that fool Michelle.
Harming her health wasn’t worth it.
Anyway, today the online trolls would post Ivana’s "nude photos" on the internet, creating a huge sensation. She just had to wait and watch the show!
Kiki picked up her phone, preparing to call the leader of the trolls.
The call came through from the other side.
Kiki’s eyes lit up; was this to tell her the good news?
Kiki excitedly answered the phone.
The other side’s urgent voice said: "Sorry, our cooperation must end. Those photos, I can’t upload them for you. Do it yourself!"
Kiki was stunned: "What do you mean?"
The other side said: "Just like I said, we can’t cooperate anymore. Do you understand?"
Kiki was furious: "I don’t get it. I’ve wired you the money. What right do you have to terminate the contract? I disagree, and I want you to post those photos online now. Make sure everyone online knows."
The other side sneered: "I don’t care if you agree or not. How can you talk about a contract when doing something so shady? Why don’t you sue me? Sue me for taking your money and not posting Ivana’s nudes online. Go ahead, sue me!"
Did she think he was a god? Making the whole internet know, this woman was simply an idiot.
Seeing the other party break the contract and be so shameless, Kiki cursed: "How can you be so untrustworthy? Bastard, return all my money, or else you’ll regret it."
The other side laughed: "Trust? Do you think I can do this job with trust? You b*tch, want money? Dream on! Want me to regret it? Sure, come over here. I’ve got a bunch of needy brothers who’d love some free fun!"
Hearing the despicable words of the thug, Kiki was so angry that she smashed her phone to pieces.
"Bastard... Bastard..." Kiki, her eyes red with anger, cursed "bastard" several times, then said viciously: "Just wait. I’m going to ask my daddy for money and hire a bunch of killers to wipe out all you bastards."
By evening, Kiki hadn’t seen her father return.
She picked up her newly bought phone and called her father: "Daddy..."
It seemed like her father was in a meeting, cutting her off before she could finish: "Whatever it is, we’ll talk later. Daddy is busy, hanging up."
Hearing the beeping over the phone, Kiki frowned. From childhood till now, her father had never hung up on her; it was always her ending the call first.
Was something wrong with dad’s company?
Kiki suddenly had a bad feeling.
Until the third day.
Her father came back, arriving in the morning.
Her mother saw her father’s exhausted face, dark and light stubble sprouting, eyes filled with bloodshot streaks, as if he hadn’t slept in days.
Her mother was startled.