The following evening, in a luxurious hotel suite.
A passionate, sweat-inducing act was in full swing.
"Oh, you're so good. How are you so good?" Caroline was fervently moving atop President Smith.
"Darling, I love when you call me that, say it again. "
President Smith was using vulgar language while Caroline was enthusiastically matching his pace, all the while hoping the man beneath her would finish soon.
In order to climb to the position of news director, she had to repeatedly sacrifice herself for her career.
Just as they were reaching the peak, the hotel room door was smashed open!
"Ah!"
Caroline screamed and quickly rolled off the old man, diving under the covers.
President Smith jumped up, nude and flustered, to put on his underwear. When he looked up, he was terrified.
"Honey?"
"Smith, is this the little tart you've been keeping on the side?"
Mrs. Smith looked down on Caroline with contempt. At five feet nine inches, Mrs. Smith was tall and muscular compared to the average woman.
She shrugged off her coat to reveal her strong, muscular arms, which made Caroline shiver. "Hmm, I thought I was dealing with a real beauty, but you're just a wilted cabbage. You're so plain. How can he even sleep with you? You're not even worthy of being called a fox. You're more like a chamber pot!"
Before her words had even finished, Mrs. Smith rushed forward and grabbed Caroline by the hair. She yanked her from under the covers and slapped her hard three times, causing blood to spill from her mouth.
This was so satisfying!
"Ah! President Smith! Help me, please help me!" Caroline cried out in pain, but President Smith didn't dare intervene. He was quaking in fear.
At that moment, Mrs. Smith's assistant came in with two burly bodyguards.
"Come on, come on! Everyone, come and see! A mistress! Shamelessly seducing Mrs. Smith's husband! Caught in the act! Don't miss it!"
The assistant began videotaping with his phone. It was being live-streamed!
President Smith and Caroline were stunned!
"Smith, kneel down for me!"
Mrs. Smith yelled and President Smith immediately obeyed.
"When your investments failed and you were worthless, it was my family's money that saved you and helped you start your business. Now, you're high and mighty, do you think you can have affairs and disrespect me? Without me, you'd be nothing more than a piece of shit under a bridge!"
"I am shit." President Smith kept repeating, his usual authoritative demeanor gone.
Caroline was sobbing and covering her face, not understanding how they were discovered.
They had been having a secret affair for almost two years without being found out. How was it exposed today?
Soon, President Smith was beaten by the bodyguards while Caroline was also severely hit by Mrs. Smith, losing a tooth in the process.
The assistant had the good sense to stop the live stream at this point.
Finally, President Smith, bruised and battered, and not even fully clothed, was escorted out by the bodyguards.
Caroline was left curled up in a corner, her face scratched and bloody, her hair disheveled. She was on the brink of mental collapse.
"So, you're probably wondering how I found out about your little affair with Smith."
Mrs. Smith looked down at her with contempt. "Hmph, you brought this all on yourself, girl. Think about what you've done recently and who you might have pissed off. Reflect on that!"
Then Mrs. Smith spat at her and walked out haughtily.
The room fell silent.
Caroline was shaking all over, trying to recall what she had done recently and who she might have offended.
Suddenly, a name flashed across her mind.
"Evadne, did you do this?"
Just then, her phone vibrated twice on the bedside table, then stopped.
Caroline struggled to pick up her phone and opened the email that had been sent. Inside was an audio file.
She hesitated for a moment, and then played it.
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