Bryan was indeed busy managing the various affairs o f the company, but behind the scenes, he had his own plans.
In front of Grandma Dawson and the bunch of old shareholders, he was the fast and reliable future CEO.
At the same time, he was busy planting his own men into the company, building his power and influence.
After all, when he took over the family, by then he would be the successor to the Dawson family empire. The head of the household.
If he didn't have men loyal to him, he would be suppressed by the other shareholders.
However, work was work. A lecherous pervert like him still couldn't change the habit of fooling around with women.
Chloe was pregnant so he could only vent his lust on other women.
Of course, after the incident between him and Chloe was exposed, he grew more cautious. He stopped bringing the women back to his villa but frequented hotels instead.
In a room.
He was naked, him and an equally naked woman enjoying each other's bodies, engaged in the final act...
Under his repeated actions, the woman below him was now breathing heavily, her face drenched in sweat.
With a low grunt of his, the woman twisted her slim waist and gave out a yelp of pleasure.
"Whoo... Bryan, you're so good, I almost died.”
Bryan pinched her chest. "Die? You mean you were going to die from pleasure, you little devil.”
The woman laughed and said playfully, "I hate you, you're awful. I'll go take a shower."
Bryan laughed and flipped himself over, taking a seat at the head of the bed, and lit a cigarette.
He looked at the woman's smooth, pale skin and enchanting figure, and a picture of Anna drifted into his mind. 1
Recently, he seemed to have fallen for women with pale, fair skin, and a cold demeanor.
Every time he was enjoying himself with the other women, he would imagine he was conquering Anna, that ice-cold beauty.
What a pity that after such a long time, he never had the chance to enjoy her.
Right at this moment, his phone rang with an MMS, it was from an unfamiliar number.
He opened it and took a glance, the veins on his forehead bulging.
The two figures in the photo, even though he couldn't see their faces, but even from her back, he could recognize the woman as Anna.
And the man...
The tall, slim figure was Liam Ackman!
Even though they weren’t holding hands, they were walking side by side, looking incredibly intimate.
Beneath the dim glow of the street lamps, they looked so cohesive together, like a couple that belonged together. An ugly flame burned in Bryan's chest.
Liam and Anna?
Bryan felt his blood turn into ice in his veins.
He felt humiliated as if he was being cheated on, and the other party was his own uncle. 1
That is the woman who should've belonged to him!
"Assholes!"
He clutched his phone tightly in his hands and glared at the curvaceous figure.
His eyes were filled with jealousy and anger, at something that he never enjoyed before.
Miss Hamilton, the Lincoln Group, the Dawson family, all of it belonged to him!
By right, she was his woman!
But...
The man in the picture was powerful enough that a single glance or a single word from his mouth was enough to determine someone's fate and destiny.
Suddenly, Bryan wished Liam was really gay. If the rumors were true, the person he liked was Bryan himself.
Then he could truly use him to achieve his means.
He slumped down powerlessly and lit another cigarette. He took a deep drag of his cigarette, and slowly breathed out.
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