"Zach, you canât treat me like this. We just had sex, and you canât leave me behind once you put your pants on."
"How much?"
Cora was confused. "What do you mean?"
"How much do you want for your service fee?"
Cora drew back in astonishment. She didnât expect Zachariah to treat her as an escort.
"Zachariah Chambers, youâve gone too far. The Fletchers are a respected family. Besides, it was you who asked me to come here and then slept with me, but now, not only arenât you held accountable for it, but youâre insulting me. What kind of man are you?"
Zachariah replied, "You asked for it. Even if you had a little pride left, you wouldnât have pestered me. Are you that hungry? Why must you play up to men? You should feel ashamed for what youâve done, and I feel ashamed for you. Youâre worse than a prostitute."
Hardly had Zachariah finished his words than he turned around and left.
Cora collapsed, devastated. The more expectant she had been, the more resentful she was now. She felt bitter about Zachariah being so mean to her, but what enraged her was the fact that she was the one kissing his ass.
"I hate you, Zachariah," Cora growled through clenched teeth.
Just at this moment, a pair of leather shoes stopped in front of her. She looked up, only to find it was June.
June said in a cold voice, "Now that youâve been insulted by him again and again, will you give up on him now?"
Cora burst into tears and yelled resentfully, "Why? Why? Why?"
June stared indifferently at her and taunted, "How can you expect Zachariah to respect you when you donât even respect yourself?"
Cora kept wailing while June looked on without saying anything.
Finally, her sobs turned to sniffs, and Cora stared tearfully at June, saying, "June, I want to ask a favor of you. As long as you can help me retaliate against Zachariah, I promise to be your lover, and you can do anything to me."
Juneâs lips curved into a sneer and he replied, "Cora Fletcher, what makes you think I want a filthy slut to be my lover?"
Cora widened her eyes in shock.
June looked at her with contempt and said, "Do you know what a bitch you are? Iâve been so kind and loyal to you, while youâve been completely obsessed with a man who doesnât care about you at all. Now that youâve been humiliated by him again and again, do you think Iâll still accept you like a sucker?"
Cora was still stunned.
"Cora, you run counter to the meaning of your name. Iâm even skeptical about my taste in women now."
Cora sprang to her feet, grabbed Juneâs arm and shook it injuredly. Ashamed and furious, she snapped, "How can you say something like that? Who are you to talk to me like that? In my eyes, youâre nothing but a poor sap! So what if Iâm a bitch? You come after me anyway. If Iâm a bitch, youâre a moron, and weâre birds of a feather. Who are you to judge me?"
June stared coldly at her.
Cora turned around and left, but before she could go far away, June grabbed her arm. She looked around and scowled at him.
"Didnât you just say that Iâm a bitch? Why are you stopping me?"
"Itâs true that youâre a bitch, and youâre right. Iâm a moron." The coldness on Juneâs face was replaced by his usual casualness.
Cora shook his hand off and scoffed, "What a jerk!" After that, she left.
"If you donât want to retaliate against Zachariah, just leave."
Cora stopped immediately upon hearing that.
"Come back."
Cora hesitated for a moment before she walked back to June, who lifted her chin and said, "Make me happy tonight, and give me the rest of your life, and Iâll be willing to destroy him for you with everything I have. How about that?"
Cora glared at June. She could tell he was taking advantage of her, but she was unable to turn down such a tempting offer.
"What do you think? Youâll be my secret lover, while Iâll destroy Zachariah for you. Just think how he has trodden on you. I donât think Iâm asking too much," June spoke in a husky and seductive whisper.
Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game Cora remained silent. She wished she could get even with Zachariah now. The more she loved him, the more she hated him, so much so that her hatred blinded her reason.
If she were an outsider, she would find out how unfair the deal was and thus refuse June. She came from a distinguished family background, and could easily find a man of her own class, but unfortunately, she was so filled with hatred that she lost her self-respect.
"No?" June was in no hurry to get an answer from Cora because he intended to play the long game. He wanted to cut her down to size and make her lose the ability to resist, so that she could only be his secret lover obediently, while he could do anything to her.
Truly, June liked it when Cora was being naughty, but he hoped more that she could be as meek as a lamb. Back then, he had fallen in love with her at first sight and done so much for her, so he wouldnât allow anyone to take his prey away.
Now, Juneâs love for Cora had turned into excessive possessiveness. He would go so far as to break her wings to make her stay in the cage he built for her, so that no one else could ever approach her for the rest of her life.
"Forget it. Women throw themselves at me all the time, but I wonder how a girl like you will deal with Zachariah on your own." June shrugged, acting as if he didnât care at all.
June knew Cora too well. The reason he took such a step now was because he was aware that Coraâs love for Zachariah had turned into hate after her being insulted by him for so many times. Things would go into his desired direction as long as he spiced things up a little at the right moment.
"Iâm going back to my country." June delivered a killer punch. "You donât have to worry about me badgering you anymore. After all, Iâm not interested in a woman ditched by another man. I have my pride. Now weâre even. Bye."
Cora watched June walking away, hesitating. At last, she closed her eyes and replied, "Fine, I promise you."
A sly grin spread across Juneâs face.
If one compared the two, June was as cunning as a fox, while Cora was like a conceited and proud swan, who finally ended up being a bird in his cage.
June strode towards Cora, grabbed her hand and took her into a love hotel. He got a presidential suite, opened the door and went in, putting on a gentle look. "Honey, donât blame me for leaving you no choice. Itâs not too late to back out now. When you become my woman in a while, thereâs no turning back."
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