Chapter 10: A Coward

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Did Mrs. Warth need my help with something? She was wearing a sexy nightdress, and with just the two of us alone, could some sparks be flying between us? Arriving at Mrs. Warth's room, I saw her approach me with a medicine bottle. "What's this?" I asked in surprise. "My husband said he has a business dinner tonight. This is an anti-hangover pill. When you get off work later, make sure he takes one. Just leave the bottle in the car," she said. "Okay." I nodded in agreement. So Mrs. Warth was thinking about Mr. Warth. I was overthinking things. It made sense. They had just been intimate last night, so it was natural that she cared about him. "Come back early tonight," Mrs. Warth added. Glancing at her, I nodded and left. Mr. Warth had no business dinner tonight. He was taking Madison to see houses. When I arrived at the company and entered the chauffeur's office, I hadn't even taken a sip of water when Madison strutted in. She was dressed casually in a long bohemian-style dress paired with sunglasses and high heels. She seemed to be in a great mood, sipping a cup of milk tea. I had no interest in engaging with Madison. "It's rare to see you wearing a tank top. You have a nice body," she said with a smile. "What do you want?" I responded indifferently. I've kept my distance from her since she became Mr. Warth's mistress. "You saw everything yesterday, didn't you?" she asked. "I don't know what you're talking about," I replied. "Yesterday afternoon in the woods—you were peeking, weren't you?" Madison placed her milk tea aside, leaning on the table as she stared at me. What a temptress! I accidentally caught a glimpse of her cleavage and responded, "I have no interest in watching such things!" "You must wish I would take care of you the way I took care of Mr. Warth," she teased, suddenly squatting in front of me. Her neckline was even more revealing from this angle, flaunting her ample chest. "Madison, watch your words!" I snarled. "What's wrong with what I said? Why are you such a coward?" she sneered, touching my thigh. Staring at her seductive lips, I recalled the scene I had witnessed in the woods yesterday afternoon. "Do you like me?" She bit her lip. "No!" I rolled my eyes. Seeing my reaction, she burst into laughter, pointing at me as she said, "Matthew, stop pretending. Just look at yourself!" I glanced down, and my face instantly flushed red. I had an involuntary reaction. Madison was shameless. She even teased a mere driver like me. Wasn't she afraid of being caught by Mr. Warth? "I know you're single. You must be holding it in, right?" she laughed. "Madison, remember your position!" I warned. "Oh, right. You only earn 1000 dollars a month. How could you afford to date? You still have rent to pay, and you even have to send money back home," she said, continuing to provoke me. "That's enough!" I snapped. "Are you jealous of me?" she asked, sipping her milk tea before continuing, "See that Mercedes-Benz in the parking lot outside? It's mine. Mr. Warth also bought me a house. Do you know Southern Elite Apartment? A 150-square-meter apartment under my name," Madison sneered. "Good for you. Are you done?" I asked. "You could do the same. You're good-looking. Find a rich woman to support you," she chuckled, looking me up and down before adding, "How about you be my sugar baby? I'll give you 1000 dollars a month. That way, you'll make 2,000 dollars a month with your salary." "You want to be my sugar mommy?" I frowned. "Are you tempted?" she teased. "Get lost!" I scoffed. She laughed as she sashayed out of my office. I gritted my teeth but soon furrowed my brows. Was she joking just now? Or was she serious? It wasn't the money that tempted me—it was the idea of sugar mommy. Being with Madison behind Mr. Warth's back would be highly immoral, but just thinking about it was thrilling. I had witnessed too much these past two days—first, Mr. Warth and Mrs. Warth last night, and now Madison. I took out my phone and played a video. Just as I got to the good part, my phone suddenly rang. Startled, I quickly answered. "Hello, boss," I said. "Are you at the company?" Mr. Warth asked. "Yes," I replied. "Have you made any progress with my wife?" he asked. "It's not that fast," I said awkwardly. "I can't wait, and neither can Madison's belly!" Mr. Warth reminded me. "I'll do my best," I said. "If you can't handle it, I'll find someone else," Mr. Warth threatened. I quickly assured him, "Boss, don't worry. I'll do my best!" "Pick me up at the company entrance one afternoon," he instructed. I agreed and hung up. Then, I continued to watch the video. I suddenly heard a doorknob turning as I reached the most exciting part. "Who is it?" I asked irritably as I opened the door. "Why did you lock the door?" Madison stepped into the office. "You again?" I looked away nervously. Luckily, I had locked the door, or I would be done for. "Why are you holding tissues?" Madison raised an eyebrow before smirking as she slowly realized something. "I have a cold. Is that a problem?" I defended myself. "A cold, huh? That bad?" Her smirk deepened, and her gaze landed on my lower half.

Chapter 10: A Coward

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