Tangled in his Obsession novel Chapter 246

What happened that night had been haunting Magnolia in her dreams, refusing to leave her alone.

In her eyes, it was the most humiliating night of her life, but also the most lucky one.

The humiliation came from the fact that she had always been proud of her talent, but due to her family's sudden financial downfall, she was forced to use her body for trade.

The good fortune, however, was because of the man she met - Leandro Reynolds.

She had mentally prepared herself to endure even if the man turned out to be a fat, balding middle-aged slob. But when she pushed the door open, she saw Leandro.

The tall man was sitting alone in the private room, young, handsome, with a face full of depth and solitude.

At that moment, all her self-abandonment and despair evaporated. She was still nervous and uneasy, but perhaps at that moment, a hint of joy that she didn't even notice herself flashed in her heart.

Meeting such an outstanding man far exceeded her expectations, let alone his attitude later.

He seemed to be waiting for someone, sitting on the couch alone, smoking calmly.

Hearing the sound, he looked up at her and there was a flash of annoyance in his eyes.

"You're in the wrong place," he said.

She stood at the door of the private room, one hand tightly holding the door handle, but her body didn't move.

She knew she wasn't in the wrong place.

She heard the conversation of his friends who asked her to come.

They said his behavior had been increasingly abnormal, his mood drastically changed, he even stopped attending gatherings and social activities.

They all knew about the changes in his family, but they didn't want to see their friend, who they had grown up with, turn into this.

So, they arranged for her to be there.

Both suffering from family changes, both bearing everything alone, at that moment, she let go of the door handle and quietly replied, "I don’t think so, sir."

He looked at her, his eyes devoid of any emotion, and asked, "Who sent you?"

"Mr. Lamont," she said.

He seemed to understand something when he heard this, and a cold smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth.

"Then suit yourself," he said.

After that, he ignored her, smoking, drinking, checking his phone, making calls, completely disregarding her.

She sat rigidly on the couch next to him for a long time, always keeping a distance of at least two people between them.

Late at night, he put down his phone and leaned back on the couch to rest for a while.

She couldn't resist sneaking a few glances at him.

He had drunk a lot that night, and under the effect of alcohol, was he already a bit dazed?

What should she do?

Just as she was lost in thought, her phone suddenly rang.

In the quiet space, this sound was abrupt, and she took out her phone in a bit of panic, only to see a message from Mr. Lamont: [Did you finish your job?]

The brief message was likely probing the situation.

As for "finish your job", as long as she didn't reply, they probably thought it was "done", right?

But should she reply now?

As she held the phone tightly in her hand, unsure of what to do next, his cold voice came from the side, "You can leave now, and I'll still pay you.”

She suddenly paused, turning to look at him.