The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 547

Winifred saw right through his little test, but she wasn't annoyed. Instead, her smile deepened with pure amusement. She reached up to cup his cheek, her tone affectionate yet carrying a hint of condescending indulgence. "You... You clearly want my help, yet you still beat around the bush."

Clive didn't deny it. He simply lowered his head to press a gentle kiss to her fingertips, his voice practically purring. "So, will you?"

Winifred hummed softly and withdrew her hand, not angry in the slightest. She stood up and walked to the edge of the balcony, overlooking the distant city skyline. "Glitz Entertainment really did cross the line this time."

Her tone was casual, yet left no room for doubt. "But they've played their last hand."

Clive raised an eyebrow. "Meaning?"

Winifred glanced back at him, her red lips parting. "How about I start a new agency, exclusively for you?"

Clive's eyes flashed. His strong arms instantly wrapped securely around Winifred's waist. "Are you serious? You're not just humoring me, are you?"

Winifred chuckled. "What? Don't believe me? When have I ever gone back on a promise to you?"

Clive rested his chin on her shoulder, his voice dropping into a raspy whisper. "You're so good to me, it feels like a dream. It inevitably makes me a little terrified of losing you."

Winifred gave him a sidelong glance, tapping his nose with her finger. "Save the dramatic act. Though looking all pitiful like that... it really does tug at my heartstrings."

Her tone was lazy, but held a trace of genuine sincerity. "I mean it. Once I finish up with this busy spell at work, I'll set up the company for you. It will be under your name, and I'll handle the resources. You can take on whatever roles you want, and absolutely no one will be able to hold you back."

Clive’s gaze darkened. He couldn't quite tell if Winifred was telling the complete truth or just feeding him sweet words to keep him happy. Regardless, the fact that she was entertaining the thought was a victory in itself.

After a moment, he let out a low laugh, his embrace becoming even more intimate. "Since you're so good to me, how should I ever repay you?"

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