FLASH MARRIAGE; CHARMED BY THE RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE CEO-Chapter 321: Like Mother, Like Daughter

"In that case, you’re officially hired and since I can’t afford to pay you as my bodyguard..." Sarah handed him the black shopping bag. "...I can always say, thank you."

Henry’s jaws dropped as he slowly collected the bag from her. His smile was simply adorable to behold as he took a peek into the bag like a child receiving his first Christmas gift ever from Santa.

He could make out a perfume pack, a set of ties, and a wristwatch. But he couldn’t see the other contents which were at the bottom.

"Sarah... I don’t know what to say." Henry’s hands itched at his side to hug her. But he didn’t want to ruin the magical moment by being too expressive or forward.

Sarah’s cute laughter sounded like magical sirens in Henry’s ears.

"You don’t have to say anything."

"Umm... Give me a second." Henry hurried to pick up the chocolate gift bag while dropping the black shopping bag. He returned to his beaming friend and handed it over to her.

"I know what you said about me getting you certain gifts. But this right here was recommended to me by your cousin. Amelia insisted I get them for you, saying they were your favourite."

"Aww!" Sarah’s face lit up like beautiful fireworks as she brought out the chocolate pack from the bag. "I love it. Thank you." She moved closer and embraced Henry.

"I love you," Henry whispered in his heart, wrapping his arms around her.

Time seemed to fly slowly by as neither of the fated lovers was ready to let go.

From an elevated hidden distance, Judith, alongside Amelia and Maria, were beaming from cheek to cheek as they watched the young lovers glued to each other.

"I think that’s enough." Amelia pulled her aunt away from the elevated terrace, beaming proudly at herself.

"Whatever you say, fairy godmother." Judith chimed softly like a bell, and all three women burst out laughing.

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Magnificent... This was one word Gwen would use to describe her dinner date with Tyler.

From the helicopter ride to the private dining experience up on the penthouse of a five-star hotel, everything was truly magnificent.

Compared to her ex-lovers and late husband, who courted her while she was still slim and sexy, no man has ever treated her with this level of adoration and respect.

Tyler made sure to create a spectacular lasting impression of respect and love in Gwen that, for a moment, she forgot she was a villain in this story. He didn’t body shame her even when some men they encountered tried to make silly comments about her fatness.

Rather, he praised her appealing feminine beauty and charismatic nature.

After an eventful outing, Gwen insisted that she wanted to spend the night with Tyler even though the latter suggested he take her back home.

"What is the essence of taking me out on such an exotic dinner date if you are not going to fulfil my sexual fantasies?" Gwen blurted out shamelessly, fondling Tyler’s inner shirt button as they sat beside each other, sipping champagne.

"Wouldn’t you like to get to know me first before getting into my pants?" Tyler stopped Gwen’s action, interlocking hands with her.

"What is there to know about you that I already don’t know?" Gwen’s cheeks were flushed with excess wine and lust. "You are good-looking, kind, charming with words and stinky rich. What could I possibly want from a man if not these qualities?"

Tyler’s lips curled up in a smirk as he assessed Gwen up close. He couldn’t deny the fact that she had some excellent beauty qualities. But her greed and covetousness seem to erode those qualities in his eyes.

"What if I were pretending?" Tyler stared deeply into her drooping eyes as he watched the drugs in her drink kick in slowly. "What if I were a psychopath luring you with all of these charming personalities just to get to you?"

Gwen scoffed, downing the remaining contents of her glass. She leaned closer to Tyler’s hungry for his kiss.

"Then I will count myself the lucky one because..." Gwen dramatically threw her empty wine glass on the polished marble floor, shattering it into pieces. "... I have nothing to lose. So let’s quit all this talking and go straight to business. I want you, Tyler Young.

Gwen climbed on top of him, straddling him and almost suffocating him with her bulky weight. She leaned closer to his ear, her warm alcoholic breath made Tyler almost puke.

"I want all of you buried deeply inside of me." She slurred before greedily crashing her lips against Tyler, unable to resist the temptation anymore.

’Like mother, like daughter,’ Tyler scoffed in his heart, remembering how he once stumbled into his father, banging Regina in one of his hotel rooms. He endured the assault on his lips, waiting patiently until Gwen finally fell limply on his body.

Just then, Tyler’s hired bodyguards walked into the penthouse patio. freewebnøvel.coɱ

"Get this log of wood off me." Tyler hissed, pushing Gwen’s head away from his neck.

"Yes, boss."

The two bodyguards came up to Tyler and lifted Gwen off him.

"What should we do with her boss?"

Tyler greedily gulped air into his lungs and wiped his lips with a handkerchief before responding.

"Take her to the master bedroom and let the male whore do his job," Tyler said collecting Gwen’s phone.

"Yes, boss." Gwen was carried over to the master bedroom, where a paid whore posing as Tyler did an amazing job on her body, fulfilling all her sexual fantasy while she snored.

Tyler, on the other hand, took his time gaining access into Gwen’s phone and decrypting some private information. This information were collected and sent to an untraceable line belonging to Echo.

By the following morning, Gwen woke up to an empty bed and a handwritten note by the bedside, thanking her for a beautiful evening.

According to the note, Tyler claimed he had to go for an urgent business meeting. He had already made plans for his private chopper to take her back to her father’s house, promising he would see her later in the day to welcome back her mother.