I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Terrence Sterling spared Marry's life, much to Rick's surprise. In the hotel, Rick, reading the newspaper, turned to Terrence, who was sipping tea, and exclaimed, "Mr. Sterling, you didn't send Marry to Willowtree. I thought you really would." Terrence continued his tea calmly, "She is merely a pawn, a weak woman living off men. If I truly wanted her dead, I wouldn't have met her at all. I would have made it quick and painless."

Rick smiled, "Mr. Sterling, now that the lawsuit has been dropped, when do you plan to return? Mrs. Sterling is waiting for you in Auroraville."

Setting down his teacup, Terrence slightly raised an eyebrow, "There's one last person left." That official was the real mastermind. This trap, ultimately, was meant to harm the economy of the entire Auroraville. That was the big picture. Standing up, Terrence announced, "I'm off to the embassy. Stay here to handle the media."

Now that Marry had shifted from plaintiff to defendant, the media would naturally flock to the hotel to interview Terrence, leaving Rick to manage the situation.

Meanwhile, in Auroraville, Meredith was keeping an eye on things. Marry's confession, withdrawal of the case, and her apologies brought joy to Meredith. This meant Terrence could return home. Some rejoiced, others worried.

At the Chaucer residence, the news of Terrence's imminent return caused unease for Chloe and Joy Chaucer. Joy, feeling anxious, made a call from her room, ensuring that her takeover of Falconer Holdings on Monday would proceed smoothly. Once Monday passed, the entire Chaucer family would be in her hands, with Chloe Bianca merely stepping stones. Whether she was truly a Chaucer daughter was irrelevant.

But if Terrence returned, Joy feared he might meddle and interfere with her becoming chairman. After confirming the arrangements over the phone, Joy went downstairs. Tonight's dinner was specially prepared for Chloe.

Bianca had fallen; Chloe was next. This time, Joy didn't cook herself, delegating the task to the housekeeper, while she prepared another dish separately, making it less noticeable to anyone unaware of the shared ingredients' toxic potential. As the meal was ready, Chloe returned home. Joy approached her, "Chloe, dinner's ready. I'll go to the hospital to look after mom tonight. You rest at home."

"I'll go instead. You focus on the board meeting on Monday." Chloe, pleased at the thought, held Joy's hand, "Manage the company well, Joy. Don't be as whimsical as before."

"Aunt, I know. Let's eat." Joy, slightly impatient, placed some food in Chloe's bowl, "Eat up."

"Alright." Chloe smiled as she ate. With Bianca out of the picture, it was a rare moment just for the mother and daughter at home. They would be the head of the household, the company, Ravenwood, everything would be theirs.

Thinking Bianca's condition was terminal, Chloe decided to reveal Joy's true origin. She put down her chopsticks and began, "Joy, you're about to be the chairman. You've fulfilled my lifelong wish. Your grandfather had a rule that only the eldest daughter could run the company, so I was ineligible. Now that you're taking over, you're fulfilling my dream. From now on, the Chaucer family..."

Before she could finish, Chloe felt dizzy, her vision blurring.

"Chloe, you look unwell?" Joy asked knowingly, then suggested, "Why don't you go and rest in your room?"

"I'm fine," Chloe insisted, shaking her head, trying to continue her revelation, but Joy's phone rang.

Joy answered the call, her expression changing dramatically. She abruptly said, "Chloe, I have to step out," and hurried out.

Chloe hadn't gotten the chance to speak the truth.