Chapter 302

Chapter 302:

Courtney was momentarily taken aback. Andrew thought she was dirty? Feeling a sting of hurt, she said softly, “Andrew, I’m not dirty.” Andrew remained silent.

With a quiet resolve, Courtney said, “Then I’ll go take a shower.”

She stepped into the bathroom, letting the hot water wash over her. The thought of what might happen next filled her with thrilling anticipation. It was the longest shower she had ever taken. When she finally emerged, she found the room shrouded in darkness.

“Andrew?” she called out, puzzled.

As she fumbled in the darkness to find the light switch, a deep, husky voice murmured from the shadows, “Don’t switch on the lights.”

The voice sounded unusually raspy, with an off-putting quality. Courtney frowned and made her way to the bed, where she detected a familiar scent—the distinct, woody fragrance that was unmistakably Andrew’s.

As her hand brushed over his bare skin, she realized he had already undressed, revealing a physique that took her breath away. Her heart raced. “Andrew, why are you…”

Before she could finish, the man gently cupped her neck and kissed her deeply.

Her heart fluttered, and excitement surged through her. Tatiana had been right; men were indeed visual creatures. Courtney’s seductive outfit had clearly had its desired effect on Andrew.

She closed her eyes, savoring every moment. The night was a whirlwind of passion.

The next morning, when Courtney woke up, daylight streamed through the window. A quick check of her phone revealed it was already noon.

A satisfied smile spread across her face as she recalled the previous night’s excitement, feeling revitalized. She glanced around the room, only to find that Andrew was no longer there.

Huh? Where was he?

Courtney got up and began searching the hotel room, but there was no sign of him. Quickly, she recalled the events of the night before and decided to look online for tips on how to get pregnant in a single night. If she could conceive Andrew’s child, it wouldn’t matter if his interest waned later.

Finding some suggestions, Courtney followed them carefully.

As she was about to leave the hotel, a message from Tatiana pinged on her phone. Courtney smiled and dialed Tatiana’s number.

“Tatiana, thank you so much. I can’t believe your advice worked so well,” Courtney said gratefully.

“How did it go? Was it successful?” Tatiana asked.

“Yes, last night…” Courtney didn’t need to finish her sentence; her silence spoke volumes. Tatiana understood immediately and was taken aback. “You slept with him? I never thought Andrew would be so easily swayed. I’ve always said that a seductive outfit can make any man fall head over heels for you.”

“Tatiana, I’ve been too conservative before. If I can get pregnant from this chance, it would be incredible,” Courtney said.

“Absolutely. Then we could become sisters-in-law!” Tatiana replied warmly.

After their conversation, Tatiana ended the call. Her previously gentle demeanor faded, replaced by a look of disdain. She hadn’t expected Courtney to have won over Andrew so easily. Courtney didn’t deserve Andrew at all. But now, it was the perfect arrangement. With Madisyn out of the picture, there were no more obstacles.

While time marched on, significant changes were unfolding within the Johns Group.

Many projects at the Johns Group’s Ansport branch had come to a halt, leaving Rowan buried under an avalanche of paperwork and complaints echoing throughout the company. Each day, Rowan felt like a hamster on a wheel, frantically scrambling to keep up.

Finally, Glenn returned to work. On his first day back, he received a lawyer’s letter—the Chapman Group was suing for design plagiarism. The issue quickly became a sensation online, with everyone talking about it.

The Johns Group’s most crucial project was their Ansport real estate venture. Now, with the Chapman Group’s public accusations and compelling evidence, including published designs, the Johns Group faced a severe crisis.

The news was explosive, leaving netizens in disbelief. The Johns Group had always been known for its stellar reputation, so no one anticipated they would be involved in something like this.

“The Johns Group actually plagiarized designs? How can such a massive corporation not have a single qualified architect on their team?”

“They have many architects, but do you really think those famous architects are the ones doing all the designing themselves? It is common for well-known figures to take credit for lesser-known architects’ work. I’ve been a victim of this myself. Someone used my designs to win an award, and I got nothing. So I’m supporting the Chapman Group—they wouldn’t sue without solid proof.”

“I agree. If the Chapman Group is making these claims, they must have plenty of evidence.”

“The Johns Group isn’t as great as they seem. Their senior executives are corrupt, and Glenn isn’t exactly a saint. He even refuses to give his brother a share of the company. Remember, the company wasn’t founded by him—it was his father.”

“Looks like the Johns family is pretty ruthless.”

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